Killing My Husband's Neighborhood
Obviousness

Then Dilan took her hand off Jiya, then the handsome man got up from the sofa with a friendly smile on Alex.

Dilan who had just seen Jiya's husband firsthand felt happy because she thought the man before her could make Jiya happy.

“She Dilan, my ex-lover before knowing you, she is also the son of the owner of the Golden Market in front,” Jiya said.

When Dilan turned to look at Jiya, she was surprised Jiya could be honest with Alex whose status was Jiya's husband.

While Alex who knows the reality of it becomes a black ride.

Because he felt betrayed and not appreciated by his wife in front of other men.

“Hai bro, I'm Dilan.” a handsome man who has a very pungent smell of money makes Alex lose his prestige.

He was also less likely to stand next to Dilan who had a body taller than him.

“What is your relationship with my wife?!” Alex immediately attacked Dilan because he was afraid that if he was relaxed then Jiya would be brushed by Dilan who has a treasure.

“Only friends.” said Dilan casually.

“I remember it well, so now I ask you to leave here, never find my wife again.” Alex's possessive attitude makes Jiya laugh bitterly.

“Alright, sorry if I did anything wrong.” Dilan also pulled his hand because Alex did not want to shake hands with him.

“Go.” Alex's haughty attitude makes Dilan self-conscious. He considers it a form of affection Alex to Jiya.

“Excuse me.” then Dilan came out of the room leaving Alex and Jiya.

Jiya who was sitting on the sofa was facing her husband who was acting strong.

“Do you often meet other men behind me? Or are you taking revenge on me?” Alex starts raving at Jiya with a lot of questions.

“Ser often.” Jiya admitted so because she always met with male employees in her super market.

“Jiya! Where is your appreciation to me?! I'm still your husband!” Alex snapped at Jiya.

Then Jiya stood up from her seat, then the beautiful and tough woman walked with her step to her husband who was flushed red with anger.

“This, this and this!” Jiya pointed at Alex's clothes, clock and shoes.

“Everything you enjoy now is a form of my appreciation, even when you cheat on my money you use, sometimes know yourself dong!” Jiya stared at her husband's cynic.

“In religion the husband may marry up to 4 times, but if the woman does.” Alex brought religion to his defense.

“Your salary is just UMR, indeed you ever give me money to buy rice?” Jiya who did not want to fight with her bag on the sofa.

“Where are you going?” ask Alex who hasn't finished talking.

“Rome.” Jiya said as she walked past her husband.

“Jiya!” The underrated Alex yells at his wife.

“Hei! Don't make a fuss here yeah, we meet at home if you want to continue.” A tired Jiya decides to go home without taking her husband.

Alex, who felt disappointed by his two wives in the adjacent time, clenched his hands firmly.

“Female demon!” He who used to love Jiya is now not even considered.

He who wanted to meet Lili because he wanted to contact his second wife.

Hello mas, 📲 Lili.

Hello dear? Where are you again? 📲 Alex.

On the way to the Cambodian store, 📲 Lili.

Oh, I'm here too, 📲 Alex.

Okay, then we meet there, yes, 📲 Lilies.

After the phone connection was cut, Alex landed his ass on the sofa.

“Luckily there is Lili who always cools my heart, even though I know she does not really love me but but nothing, the important thing is that she allows me to be beside her.” Alex who is too loving feels sorry for him because he did not get a reply there from Lili.

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Jiya who just got home saw Winda with her eyes moist and nose reddened.

“Aibi? What was? why is aunt crying? Does aunt have a problem?” Jiya was curious about what happened to her art.

“Hiks... mistress..” Winda's tears flowed back, his lips as if unable to tell the truth of Lili and Alex's real relationship.

“Aunt tell me what happened exactly?” Jiya hugged the old woman to feel more comfortable.

“Mrs.. sorry if what I said will make the lady hurt.” Linda still refused to say what she knew.

“Bibi know that I don't like long-winded, just get to the point.” Jiya urged Winda to tell her the truth.

“Tu-tuan and miss Lili were married.” heard the confession of Willa Jiya's eyes perfectly rounded, he did not expect the relationship between Lili and Alex had gone that far.

“Aunt knows where?!” jiya asked curiously.

“From miss Lili herself, she came here earlier she said she told her mistress and master, but I do not give her permission because of that she became angry at me.” Vinda told him everything Lili had told him.

Hearing that fact Jiya felt short of breath.

“Bigger! I thought it was only a courtship, this cannot be forgiven!” Jiya who was angry that time did not want to be kind again to the two people who had betrayed her.

“Mistress, control the emotions of the mistress, do not think too much, the mistress calms herself later if the mistress gets sick, the mistress herself will lose.” Winda is worried if Jiya who has high blood pressure falls to the floor.

“Hufff... huuff..” Jiya repeatedly let out a long sigh to have the tightness inside her chest reduced.

“Come mistress, sit down first.” Vinda put Jiya's hand on her shoulder, then led her master to the sofa to sit down.

After Jiya landed her buttocks on the sofa Jiya also put her neck that felt heavy and stiff to the back of the sofa .

“Mistress, wait a minute I'll take drinking water.” The girl immediately ran into the kitchen.

Jiya who calmed down closed her eyes, she remembered everything she had been through with Alex.

“Stat! Don't know yourself, men today no one can trust, just watch out for you!” Jiya who was filled with all the suffering that Alex gave her that time did not shed a single tear.

“You are also Li, I give you a job instead of pranking myself, you two will not survive!” Jiya squeezed the end of the bench she was holding tightly.

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Dilan who had just finished ordering 100 cardboard ivy apples got up from her seat due to thirst.

“Oh yes, mama and papa said he wants to go to Europe later tonight, try me first.” then Dilan take the phone that is in the pocket of his pants.

When he opened the phone screen he was shocked instead of playing, when he saw Fitri had called his number from all applications, including Messenger, Instagram, WhatsApp and regular phone numbers.

Dilan who wanted to focus on work that day deliberately set her phone ring so silent that she did not know that her lover dialed her number repeatedly.

“What happened?” Dilan who is afraid of her lover why-not immediately back to the dialogue.

Trutt's...

Hola... 📲 Fitri.

Dilan was surprised when he heard a hoarse and heavy voice like crying behind the screen of his phone.