Juminten Charm
CHAPTER 98

The sunlight shines brightly in the gray room. The sound of a fan whispering roughly, made Juminten sleep uneasy.

"I'm where is this?" he said confused, waking up in a foreign room.

Juminten sat his body, his first goal is to find the figure of a husband and his two children.

"Change..."

"Kruccill..."

Suddenly, a girl wearing glasses with a green bando ran into the room in a hurry. Closing the door slowly, so as not to emit a sound ripple.

Choose to degenerate his body by leaning behind the door. He was sobbing, biting his right thumb.

"Hey damn carrier woman! Is your manners gone?"

Hearing the voice of the person with a high voice, Juminten concluded that the child was crying. His little heart moved to stop their debate.

He immediately rushed down from the bed, holding the girl. Damn the hand he can't touch. It even looked like it was penetrating into his side of his body.

"Astaghfirullah, am I dead?"

Juminten tried to grab whatever was nearby, again he could not touch everything there.

"Why do you have red lipstick stains? Not that you have promised to leave that j*l*ng woman!" shouted a woman.

Juminten forgot his wish, he chose to immediately exit the room by penetrating the door. He ran down the final screaming sound, which came from the room in front.

A beautiful woman threw the clothes in her hand, right on the face of the man who was sitting reading the newspaper.

Then a flame of anger was etched on his face. He forced the hand of the woman who threw his clothes.

Plaque!

Juminten closed both eyes, looking at the household quarrel that was in front of him. The man slapped his wife's left cheek until it turned red.

"Don't you call my girlfriend j*l*ang! You must remember, the thick blood flowing through your body right now belongs to a j*l*ng!" said the man was angry.

Plaque!

The woman dared to slap her husband's cheek, even seeing blood coming out of her lips.

"Oh, you've dared to slap me. I think I need to teach you a lesson!" said emotion.

The man turned to take the tools behind him. The woman's eyes widened, seeing the man carrying a whip that decorated their home.

"Hey the dissident woman! Feel my vengeance!"

Ceterin!

The sound of lashing was heard so loud that it echoed into the room owned by his son. A girl immediately ran into the big teak closet in her room. It was the safest hiding place for him.

" FROM THIS SECOND ON, I'M HONKING YOU! GET ALL YOUR CLOTHES OUT!" yells giddy.

The woman was further infuriated by the treatment of her ex-husband. While enduring the pain, he braced himself by breaking their living room table with his hands.

"What did you say, Baji**an? Is your brain no longer working? Or do you have no brain? "

Ceterin!

The man again whipped her and this time it got louder. The woman can only close her eyes, feeling the pain mixed with heat along the area of the back body. It was enough patience to continue the household.

" Cih! Don't be so handsome! Remember all you're wearing right now is my money and my efforts G*B*OK! GET YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE, OR I'LL CUT YOUR BODY RIGHT NOW! MOTHERFUCKER!"

The woman immediately dragged her ex-husband, she shut the door. Ignoring the loud bangs from outside asking at the open.

He chose to cry, while splashing the water on the table. Ignoring the already wet floor of his house, he wanted to immediately relieve the heat as well as the pain throughout his body.

Feel the futility of his struggle so far, not to be tempted back by the seduction of handsome men who some days invite to date.

"Meet me in 10 minutes at the Victoria Hotel. I'm divorced from Heru. I'm ready to give up my whole body for you! "

Juminten remembered the fate of the little boy in the room. He rushed back into the room, but the state of the room was empty.

There was the sound of the little girl's voice. Juminten tries to find her and finds her hiding in a large closet. Miris sees her young fate must be a victim of both her parents.

"Sister, don't cry anymore. There's an invitation from Papa. We're going there tomorrow, okay?" the voice of the little girl with the same face came closer to him. They seem to be twin brothers.

"Horay! We have a new mom. It must be exciting, brother." he replied.

"Yes, it must be good to sleep in your arms again."

They wear red and pink dresses. Choose to leave by using public transport cars.

Juminten followed their steps towards the wedding building in the city center. Only then did he want to go inside, shocked by the sound of a security guard pushing them out.

A man wearing a black suit and looking neat came out of the building and met them, "Honey, Papa please don't push this relationship away. Papa fought desperately to get your new mama. Papa promises to always transfer money to your account. Please take good care of yourself. "

While on the way home, they embraced each other and strengthened, "Patience, surely the new Papa who will be happy for us. Don't be sad, sister."

Before long, they got down from the angkot and entered the mosque. They entered an ongoing marriage ceremony. Suddenly, the sound of a crowd of people asking the status of the bride and groom.

The bride immediately went out to meet her two children who were in front of the entrance, "Please, you guys go home, son. Don't make a lot of Mama's shows. You just wait for the money transfer at home, buy everything you want. Just so you don't meet Mama, let Mama meet you. Understood?"

Hearing his mother's orders, they simultaneously nodded their heads walking out of the Mosque.

" Can I have a hug? " say the smallest girl.

He spread his arms wide, raising his head upwards. Juminten knew the woman was holding back tears that would shed.

Suddenly, there was a rebuke from the man wearing the same clothes as their Mama to let go of their embrace. Those who were frightened saw the angry face of the new Papa, immediately chose to go home with a sad face.

Juminten was made moved to see the two girls in front of him were hugging in the car. 2 times they were denied presence with both biological parents, as if they could be the cause of a household rift.

They immediately came down from the angkot, his little brother who was still angry slammed all the furniture of the house. Not to forget, the large vase in the middle room was also targeted.

"Sister, let's be patient!"