I'm marrying my husband
Part 8's

The beautiful and graceful woman walked meanderingly into her Boutique, the high heels she wore did not make her tired at all when stepping.

The employees looked down respectfully accompanied by a knotty smile when they saw the boss coming. Tasya also throws the same smile to them, because Tasya has been so kind and friendly to employees, so employees feel at home working with him.

Tasya immediately walked into his room, he just entered without permission, because it was his own room, so why should he ask permission first to others.

As soon as Tasya had arrived in his room, his footsteps paused for a moment as he looked at a scene that had never been expected before.

He saw Rama and Juwita kissing affectionately, with Juwita on the lap of the husband. Juwita's sepaha skirt is increasingly exposed to the top because of the actions of Rama, to make Tasya feel so disgusted to see it. Tassel turned his eyes elsewhere.

Tasya pressed his chest, the tightness and pain he still felt, but his tears did not want to come out again, as much as possible Tasya behaved normally. Really he does not want to look weak faced men and women who are disgusting, unmarried but already feel free to kiss and make out not know the place. Tasya this time was really sick of seeing the face of Rama, the love that used to be so deep in the husband has now turned into hate.

''Ta-tash . . .'' Rama gasps as he realizes Tasya's presence. With a replex movement Rama pushed Juwita's body, until Juwita fell sitting on the floor.

Rama stood up from his seat, and he approached his wife.

Rama wanted to touch Tasya's hands, but Tasya quickly pulled over.

"So-then, we ... Em, Rama looks wrong with his pias face.

''Enak?'' tanya Tasya briefly smiled cynically.

Juwita stood up quickly, then she flicked her skirt that was exposed to the dust of the floor. Juwita was very upset by what Rama was doing, but a smile rose on her face, as she felt victorious, she felt that she had managed to make Tasya angry.

Rama did not answer Tasya's question, his mouth was too faint to speak. He felt shame and guilt over him, he regretted that he could not help himself when Juwita invited him to kiss earlier.

''Kid, why? You want to be too?'' Juwita had now stood beside Rama, he would hold Rama's hand, but Rama quickly avoided him. Rama reckon Juwita this time behaved so presumptuously by not appreciating the feelings of Tasya.

They both stood in front of Tasya.

''If you want to act not in my room, then my shop will even be unlucky because of you!'' tasya said with emphasis. Tasya walked with graceful footsteps, then he sat down on the sofa. Rama followed her from behind.

''We are here to see the wedding dress, '' said Juwita again shamelessly, ''Our wedding will be held another week, so we hope you can prepare everything well,'' continue Juwita with both hands crossed in the chest.

Tasya did not immediately reply to Juwita's words, now, his eyes look at Juwita's appearance from toe to head, Tasya also shook his head slowly, he did not see anything special from Juwita, he did not see anything special from Juwita, even the appearance of Juwita looks so tacky, even with her makeup that is quite menor, red lipstick blush and eyelashes that shudder, ''Cih, as low as this turns out Si Rama's taste,'' tasya said in his heart.

Hearing that, made Juwita inflamed not accept.

''How dare you! You barren, useless woman. Free beautiful but can not produce children!'' Juwita pointed at Tasya's pretty face with her index finger. Rama so wrong to see his woman who is reciprocating arguments, Rama does not know who to defend whom, as a result he just silence, choose to be a listener only.

''I can't have children? Any proof? All I know is that I am in good health, my fertile days always come every month smoothly. Em . . . I became suspicious, lest Si Rama could not have children, and you . . . You are like he has played with other men so you can trap Rama so that Rama will marry you woman ******!'' tasya said slowly but managed to make the faces of Rama and Juwita blush.

''Shut up, Tasya! Don't talk too much about you!'' Rama did not accept what Tasya said about him, because Rama had always considered himself fertile, and Tasya was the problem, even Rama did not accept the accusations that Tasya dropped to Juwita, because as far as Rama knows, Juwita has never been in contact with any man other than himself. Even when Rama touched Juwita for the first time one year ago, Juwita was still a virgin. But indeed, only now Juwita was given the trust to conceive, after they did maksiat repeatedly incalculable.

''How dare you! Iri said just envious, do not need to use the event to accuse people also times!'' now Juwita who said, ''Mas, I do not accept Tasya saying a no-no about our child, '' Juwita whine pretend sad. He took Rama's hand, Rama also kissed his head.

''After all, do not you listen to what Tasya said, his name is also a sick person, surely his nonsense is fond of slurping, Rama smiled mocking Tasya. Hearing and seeing that, Tasya really could not stem his emotions, his hands raised wanting to slap Rama's face, but Rama quickly caught his hand.

''Stop being the wife of the dissident, Tasya. Be a submissive wife, a wife who is willing to do anything for the happiness of the husband, Rama clasped Tasya's wrist tightly, to make Tasya feel pain.

''Release Rama!'' tasya shouted with a reddened face.

''I am your husband, so be respectful! Appreciate my every decision!'' Rama then released his grip on Tasya's wrist, until it was seen that Tasya's wrist was reddened by it.

Juwita felt so happy, she smiled fluffy looking at the pain of Tasya.

''Divorce me now!'' shouts Tasya.

''Don't dream of Tasya. Already, let's go Honey, Rama pulled Juwita's hand, asking Juwita to pass from Tasya's room.

''Pity deh lo, it's delicious, '' said Juwita before passing from the front of Tasya.

They walked away from Tasya who was so heartbroken.

But when Rama opened the door, suddenly he fell to the floor with a very sore cheek, the corner of his lips bleeding. Juwita was screaming hysterically.

One blow landed hard on his cheek, and the culprit was Sean, Tasya's best friend and also the man who had been secretly harboring feelings of affection for too long against Tasya. It turned out that Sean was standing at the door, hearing the commotion inside. Sean's heart was broken, as soon as he knew, the woman he loved had been hurt by the man who had the title of husband. The man who was supposed to guard and protect, but in fact repeatedly stuck a thorn so sharp.

Seriate.