Married a Friend's Husband Because He Was Fuck
59: Wounds from Regrets

“Fill the wind, Mas,” said Mr. Lukman friendly from the door window that he has dropped perfectly.

Juan directly handles. Oil-filled in both hands, feet, and parts of the face and head, Juan handled kindly. The man had not realized that he was being watched by Arnita.

“Just the right one, Sir?” juan asked to make sure after he finished filling the wind tires of the car that he could make sure it was expensive.

“Iya, Mas.” pak Lukman still replied in a friendly manner.

“There's no money, sir?” ask Arnita who gave one hundred thousand to Lukman.

In that instant, Juan's heart seemed to be immediately dislodged just because the man recognized the voice as Arnita's voice. Not only the hose of the wind in his right hand that Juan just dropped. Because one cigarette that adorns his lips and still reflects smoke, also experienced the same thing. Especially when he finally made sure the figure he believed was Arnita, it was true.

“Nita!” Bak loses his mind, Juan immediately tries to reach out, framing Arnita's face using both hands.

Arnita immediately stood down.

“Papah, gillanya disturbin Mamah, Pah!” Devano's frenzy coincided with Restu's two hands on standby holding Juan's hands.

“Mamah here, Mah. Not there!” devano continued on standby, trying to secure his beloved mamah.

Juan's fickle appearance, plus his oil-filled hair, made Devano think of him as a guilla. In that instant Juan fell silent, and slowly realized Arnita was still part of Restu. In other words, Restu's new wife was rumored to be very beautiful, not someone else. But it's still the same woman and it's Arnita. The woman he also desperately hoped for her presence.

“There's no business, right? Why are you still chasing?” restu was angry with Juan.

Arnita, who was clutching tightly to Devan, tried to close the ears of the son so as not to hear the chatter there, also stared angrily at Juan. “Now, what do you want?”

“We have no business, right?” though deep down, Arnita still holds a grudge against Juan. The man had never apologized in particular, then closed their story nicely. Everything remained the same and it was filled with the arrogance of a Juan.

Juan could not answer, but his mind was crying, regretting the stupidity that once took Arnita off. Because looking at Arnita who is now and so enchanting, plus Arnita who until having a son is very healthy, all the reality is like a very sharp sword blade that second also hurt him without pause. Incredibly, Juan did not expect that Arnita's happiness as a great mistress would be much more painful than when he saw the romantic relationship of the woman with other men, especially Restu.

“What else?” tanya Restu deliberately shifted Arnita to change sitting position with him. This time, his wife refused.

Glazed, Juan who still could not answer, chose to retreat, just went to the house behind.

“Street, Sir,” said Restu still hugs his little family.

“Juan's response like that confirms he's sorry he's been mean to me. He hasn't been able to move on from me.” Arnita spoke softly and then looked up, looking at Restu.

Hearing that, Restu's heart was filled with both of his eyes which also became hot. “Sick, yes?”

Glazed over, Arnita gradually nodded. The woman buried her face in Restu's chest, making her chin rest on the son's head. Restu understand, whose name is heartache is very difficult to treat especially he also experienced it. Such Arnita not to be a predator of crime like Azelia or Mia alone, it is very profitable. Including Arnita is still a very good mamah for Devano alone, it is quite extraordinary if you see Arnita's past that is really full of wounds.

“Nothing. You really have won. Those who used to hurt you, must have immediately regretted it and one of them was Juan. You are too valuable to hurt, so from now on, we focus on being happy,” said Restu reassured.

Arnita nodded in understanding. What he was going to do was exactly what Restu had just said. He will focus happily with his small family, especially now, they are already in perfect formation. Restu is already with him and automatically, Devano also already has a real papah. In fact, they will soon welcome a new family member, his sister Devano.

“One by one of those who hurt you have received a reply. You do not need to dirty your hands let alone your good name because they are really karmic accidents that they make themselves. Bayangin, how does it feel to be roasted alive and they are still alive? They will spend their time with even pain .. caacat.” Restu who still hugged Arnita, said softly. “Imagine, how does it feel to see the person we used to destroy but still love so much, even happy with the right partner?” continued Restu.

In that instant Arnita also ended her grief. He looked at Restu. Then he nodded.

“What do you want, just tell me because I will definitely give it!” sure Restu is still speaking softly.

The horn sound of Mr. Slamet, does not interfere with the togetherness of Restu and Arnita. Restu kept his wife warm, treated her lovingly.

Outside, Azelia who was guiding her matic motorbike, painstakingly pulled it over. Azelia was the reason Mr. Slamet pressed the car horn.

“Good car, license plate number, Jakarta number. Don't-don't, it's even his car in Restu?” thought Azelia who stopped guiding her bike. Full of sweat and even her hijab to get wet because the atmosphere was also blazing, she took off the black car in front of her. The black car he believes is Restu's car.

“Oath well, whose name is regret is indeed behind! Imagine if I used to not be selfish and even chose Ken, surely I'm not difficult like this.” Azelia who returned to continue leading her motorcycle became busy complaining.

“Motor alone until it runs out of gasoline, so there is no money. Her work husband is gambling, mabok, play lama, duh .. complete package is indeed Ken. Complete package telek!” Azelia's crying. Want it to feel he left his motorbike in the middle of the bulak which is still far from the settlement because the left right there is a stretch of rice fields.

“If this is how to get divorced. Have a husband but even become a lackey!” the issue chose to stop, put the motor down and then sob while squatting. Azelia used both of her hands to cover her face. Really, he missed his old life. Her life while still being the mistress of Restu.