It's not my fault for taking your wife

It's not my fault for taking your wife
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Desta rubbed the corner of his lips that were bleeding. Actually Allan did not hit with all his might. Even his hands were so leisurely moving, yet it had already managed to make Desta plummet.


Not accepting, Desta finally got up. Willing to retaliate for Allan's attack, but he must again feel a sturdy fist that landed on his face. Take a few steps back.


"Why? You feel good, don't you? Let's reply! Don't be the same as a girl!"


Some people who were around the scene immediately approached, when they saw two men involved in a jotos fight. Desta's gaze went around staring at the few people who were walking towards him.


He then glanced at Allan with anger. However, fully aware that he will not win against Allan. There's gonna be battered.


"What's this?" ask a few men at the same time.


Both Allan and Desta did not reply. The two engage in cynical mutual action. Not to be ashamed, he chose to leave. However, before getting into the car the man had time to turn around and point towards Allan.


"Review if I see you again! You're finished!" Then open the car door and get on.


Chuckling as if mocking, Allan then screeched, making the emotions in Desta's soul even more so. Allan then glanced at Giany who was sitting next to Desta. He also felt sorry for the young woman, because Giany only looked down when he realized Allan was looking at him.


"Why did you do that, Mas?" ask one of the men.


"It's okay, sir! Just a hotshot ass. Excuse me."


Afterwards, Allan immediately headed for the car parked on the side of the road. Mother and daughter are waiting.


"Allan, who was that? Why did you let that woman go with that bad man?" ask Mom Dini.


Allan took a deep breath, then wrapped the seat belt around his body. Start the car engine. "That's her husband, Mom. We can't interfere any further."


Mom looked surprised. "His husband? Geez, how can a husband be rude to his own wife in public."


"That's, Mom. Light men whose hands are usually just like women." Allan glanced at Maysha who was sitting in the back seat. "Maysha's okay, right?"


Maysha only nodded with a nod of her head. Allan was worried that his daughter would be frightened if she saw her father fighting. Because in a state of fear or anger, the beautiful little girl sometimes can not control her emotions. He would cry, scream or even bang his head.


"Yes, we go home, yeah ... Or Maysha wants to eat something? Let's stop by for a meal first" he asked gently.


Maysha glanced ahead, where there was a fast food restaurant that became her favorite. His small hand outstretched forward, making Allan follow the direction his little daughter pointed to.


Maysha replied with a nod of her head, almost expressionless.


"Well, we eat there first, we go home, okay?" Afterwards, Allan drove the car to the restaurant.


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Desta's car just entered the yard. With a face full of anger, he immediately got out of the car, along with Giany who was also just about to go down.


Roughly, Desta pulls Giany into the house, pushing him to the sofa. The bag fell to the floor and the contents scattered out. Giany rubbed his arm which was painful because it was gripped firmly by Desta earlier. A pair of neutrals had runny too.


If only he had a place to go, he might have run away from home and left Desta. But where to go? He is a kara and has no money. Moreover, it is now pregnant and costs a lot.


Desta's house is the only shelter. Even though Desta often did rough things to him.


"Why did you go there?" shout Desta.


Giany did not dare to say. He realized that whatever the words that were spoken from his lips, Desta would not care and would only give him a slap gift.


"You should know what your position is in this house. And remember, after your son is born, I will divorce you. Wanna?"


It hurts! That's all Giany feels. Desta hurried to leave after being satisfied with cursing.


Aunt Sum came from the direction of the kitchen after hearing the commotion outside. Seeing Giany crying on the sofa, he immediately approached. The middle-aged woman tried to calm Giany down by hugging him.


"Prophey yes ... One day Den Desta must have changed and can accept Mbak Giany."


Giany already had no power to reply. He picked up an object that had decomposed from inside his bag. Then move to the back room.


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Reader: Otor, I want to not be that mocked Desta!!!


author : Same!!!


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