Killing My Husband's Neighborhood
Meet Again
Although it has been a long time, Jiya's heart is quite happy to hear Dilan's explanation.
At least he used to have good intentions, well, basically the mistake was the shame of me, Jiya.
“You're right, but sorry Dilan, I don't want to get married now.” Jiya who swallowed too many household wounds had not intended to find a replacement for her husband after officially parting with Alex.
“I understand, but... do you want to be my girlfriend again? We continue our relationship that had depended.” Dilan clasped Jiya's hand with a smile.
“Crazy basis, how's your girlfriend's fate?” Jiya raised her left eyebrow upwards.
“I have not had any ties with him, after all I do not like his nature, too possessive, already 3 women he bullies out of jealousy, he also often decides me unilaterally, Jiya.” Dilan looked at Jiya's face meaningfully.
“What?” sahut Jiya's.
“I don't insist, you don't have to answer right now, but the longest I've waited since you got divorced, you know that I'm already a weathered bachelor?” Dilan hopes that their relationship can be repaired again.
“Hehehe Jiya suddenly laughed.
“Is there anything funny?” Dilan thought that there was something on his face.
“Are you frustrated because you haven't sold out?” said Jiya.
“Hahaha...” Sontak Dilan laughs, because he said weathered without he realized.
“I'm serious Jiya.” Dilan's facial expression turned serious.
“I'll think.” then Jiya drinks to clear her throat.
“It's already night, we'd better go home.” Dilan got up from his seat.
“Good.” Jiya took her bag and followed Dilan who came out first.
When the two had been on the terrace of the restaurant Jiya glanced at Dilan who was next to her.
“What's up?” asked Dilan who knew Jiya glanced at him silently.
“Where is my CD bag?” apparently Jiya still remembers the bag she gave Dilan.
“I gave it to Fitri,” said Dilan.
“Kok can? it's not a sack with tofu!” peekik Jiya's.
“You said yourself that you don't need and say thank you to someone else, I was just running your orders.” Innocent Dilan smiled mischievously at her ex
“Basic! So if I say jump into the abyss, you're gonna jump? So?” Jiya lowered both her eyebrows due to a slight.
“If jump with you I want,” replied Dilan.
“Dilan... Dilan, we are old so don't have to play rombal-combal.” said Jiya with amused feelings.
“Hahaha... Then I jump to your heart only, if it is allowed beautiful?” Dilan launched his second fight.
“Preeett!! Already ah, let's go home.” then Jiya to his car, as well as Dilan.
“I first yes!” Dilan who had been in the car waved her hand at Jiya.
Tin tin!
“Be careful yes, prospective girlfriend!” Jiya smiled and started the car.
Bremmmmm-fr...
Jiya drives her car across the highway to her residence.
During the trip Jiya remembers the look of Dilan's very handsome face.
“Do I sin if I play nice a little? Am I against the law if I love someone else's lover?” Jiya thought back to Dilan's offer of bringing her back together.
“If you want to be with me again, he needs to be tested.” then Jiya drove the car faster until he arrived home within 15 minutes.
Jiya also parked her car right on the porch of the main door. He also saw his house that looked empty.
Before that he also went to his security guard at the guard post.
“Pak, where are the rest of Winda?” jiya asked curiously.
“Sacked sir, mistress,” replied Marwan.
“Hah? How can? Why should they follow what Alex says?!” Jiya is angry because the three listen to Alex who has Jiya kicked out of her house.
“Master was angry and threatened to kill the mistress if they did not want to leave, earlier the master also went mad because the madam was not home, I was also actually fired, he said, but I do not want to go because I want to keep the mistress,” explained Marwan.
“Alright, I understand.” Jiya knows what she has to do to deal with her ignorant husband.
“Do you want me to accompany you in?” Marwan volunteered because he was worried about his employer's safety.
“No need, just wait outside, if there is anything I will call you soon,” Jiya said.
“Good madam, then I sit on the terrace,” Marwan said.
Jiya and Marwan headed home.
Marwan stops on the terrace, while Jiya enters the house.
Jiya who had been inside saw such a dimly lit atmosphere.
How not, only one lamp is turned on in the big room.
Then Jiya's beautiful eyes saw her husband sitting on the sofa.
Clotch clotch...
The sound of Jiya's high heels was heard so clearly in the silent room.
“Do you want to come here?” ask Jiya who is now standing in front of her husband.
“Got grandiose, I just want you to sign these letters.” Alex's eyes point to a plastic folder of blue buttons on the table.
“What letter is it?” ask Jiya carefully.
“You don't need to know, your job is just a signature,” Alex said.
Lest it be a transitional letter of treasure again, inner Jiya.
“Mana, let me see.” Jiya sat on the sofa, then opened the map.
Treeett's...
Then Jiya pulled out the 7-centimeter-thick letters from inside the map.
The deg!
Jiya's eyes are perfectly rounded, her heart is also upset not to play just by reading the title on the paper.
“Quick signature, I don't have time.” Alex's face looks cruel staring at Jiya.
Then Jiya twisted lazily, then she let out a long sigh.
“Hufff... What do you think I am, Alex?” Jiya stared at her husband's cynics who felt he could be controlled again.
Srek srek srek!
Jiya raided the paper which contained the transfer of ownership of Lee Jiya Supermarket to the second party, Alex Yudo Yono.
“Jiya! What are you doing?!” alex got up from his seat and picked up the papers he paid dearly that fell to the floor.
“Don't dream, you're just a safe ride on me, a little shame dong! Want to live a good life by stealing someone else's property? That's sane right?!” Jiya pointed at the rude Alex who looked pitiful.
“I'm entitled too, motherfucker! Suppose you don't marry me, you won't get all this, I make you a wife, I make you stay in my house, I support your decision to set up shop, less what am I, damn it!” Alex got up from the floor squeezing his precious papers which are now ordinary used paper.