Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 31. Things In Room

Explain what this is, Mum!" I shouted, while throwing some nude photos of Jelita, into my husband's face. Here is a self-satisfaction tool. I deliberately threw it hard on the floor.

This heart can not hide the anger and upset that burst. When I get proof of what Azam's been doing all this time. How painful. This chest even I think is very tight. Like a heavy object.

My chest went up and down holding back the annoyance, while staring in disdain at the mas Azam. Reflexes, I rewind myself while wiping my body that had been touched by it. I never thought I was on him. A man born into a religion, why can do such an inappropriate thing.

But Azam still had me as his wife. If he needs to, why just vent it with that bastard! Why must adultery with a woman who is not halal for her to see and imagine. O Allah, it is appropriate for this heart to refuse. Turns out this is the cause. Mas Azam, my husband .. has betrayed behind me. The man I was so proud of and loved so much, turned out to have desecrated the household I so held dear.

"TOO MUCH, YOU, MAS!" pekiku. I don't care anymore about the law of a wife who dares to yell at her husband. My heart is very sick and disappointed. May God forgive me. God knows what I feel now.

"A–aku ... Lika, I can explain. It's not like what you think" elak mas Azam.

"Surely, what should I think? Say what, Mum!" I said still in a high tone.

"Don't yell at your husband, Lika! Whatever I do is none of your business! All of these sins I will take responsibility for myself. But, not with your sins, Lika. I'll bear it if I can't educate you to be a virtuous wife!" snapped mas Azam who might try to cover up his mistake by turning mad at me.

How painful this heart is, O God. Mas Azam said that what he did was none of my business. That means I have no right to interfere or get angry. In fact, it is clear that what Azam did was a great sin. He has defiled the sanctity of our household.

he had committed adultery for a woman who was not his right. At this time Mas Azam still had a wife. What do you think I am, Robb? I never refused to serve him. Although, I am tired or sick. This self always tries to fulfill the obligations and give the rights of Mas Azam as well as possible.

No matter the angry lightning that seemed to look cruel from the look of his two eyes. Mas Azam is a typical man who never wants to be criticized especially in protest. During the household, even he always decided everything alone without ever making an argument with me.

All this time, I could only obey and obey whatever decision was taken by him. Even if it was clearly detrimental to my position as a wife. Just like when my mom decided to drive my house. Driving financial mas Azam. I can only be quiet.

At the time, Mas Azam intended to return the favor to the flirtatious widow by giving her a clear status I also tried to be quiet and accept. I just simply see, whether, Mas Azam will still carry out his intentions after seeing my change as well as my success. But, it turns out what I know right now. They both have gone that far. Turns out, what I thought was true. No, just a bad prejudice.

"Why did you become this beautiful, Mas?" ask me lirih. His legs are limp. My eyes seemed to be inseparable from the scattering of disgusting photos that were being picked up by my husband at this time.

Without answering me, Mas Azam looked up and snorted loudly. He placed the nude and half photos carefully on the bed. Likewise with the gelatinizing tool. Flashing the scenes of their conversation that I was willing to in my mind briefly. Make, my brain boils hot instantly.

"You should be grateful, Lika. This husband of yours can still restrain himself, from such indecent deeds!" tukas mas Azam makes me suddenly raise my eyebrows. Instantly my forehead wrinkled the sign of thinking hard.

"Indeed, I think your act of looking at naked photos of other women while using the tools to hilariously pinnacle your naps is correct! What, I thought it didn't include despicable deeds!" I screamed as I adjusted my gasping breath. Really, this heart is very anxious about the way of mind that is in the head of my smart husband.

"Stop, corner me, Lika! You should have glazed over your state! For who until your husband looks at another woman rather than his own wife!" sarcas mas Azam, without a heart back throw his fault point at me.

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