
"Who?" adji asked, noticing Juwita's face changing. Moreover, the notifications are also still being heard. "Jewith?"
"Huh?" Juwita hurriedly lowered the notification sound to silence, and closed her phone. "No. Temen just met, send me the photos."
"Oh."
Juwita goosebumps. Never in his lifetime had he been able to chat ferocious like that.
For God's sake, until people like to take care of other people's lives? Who the hell is at work sending a chat?
Judging from his profile, this was not his main number. Because there is no profile picture.
Juwita tried hard to ignore, and fortunately stopped himself. Or rather, it was blocked.
But the time they went up after putting Cetta to sleep, back in notifications, from another new number that swore was unclear.
"So I was on the phone" Adji said, opening the topic. Thinking Juwita was staring at her phone because of a friend chat. "Oma Putri protested, she said why are you taking the children to the streets."
"Sorry," Juwita replied unfocused. "Sorry, what?"
"My family doesn't like you taking Cetta by the side of the road, same slang scavenger kids."
Juwita is confused where to focus, but Adji's conversation ignites him as well. "You don't like it yourself?"
"Yes, I have no problem. I mean tell you, let you understand what my family's point of view is."
"I think the children I met were better than your son, Abhimanyu or Banyu."
Adji jerks.
"I'm sorry, Mom, but in fact your kids are spoiled. Abhimanyu who is busy protesting with me because things are not clear, Banyu who knows only people, both are just busy with themselves."
When Juwita said that, he had actually just read this article:
Adji's son doesn't play level with scavengers!
You poor girl!
Don't understand the same slang that's the same level!
"I can't argue." Adji mutters. "I appreciate your way. If you think that's good, jeez, I support."
Juwita sighed. Putting away his phone suddenly became very terrible.
Okay, forget. Forget about people's hate. They are all just people who lack work who are so involved in being able to comment on the lives of others.
Forgetit.
"I don't really have the same problem with your family." Juwita went up to Adji's thigh, hugged his neck. "Let them say what. After all, that's their quality."
"Yes." Yeah." Adji rubbed his back. "I believe in Melisa, same you."
"I would do anything for money. Just calm. You're not alone."
Juwita laughed a little. "You're not burdened, are you?"
"Yes?"
"Yes my dowry."
"My money is a lot."
"Dispose."
Adji was laughing. Pushing Juwita's shoulder back let her have room to kiss her lips.
"It's up to people to say what," the man whispered softly. "I'm the same you just have to live both of our lives."
"You don't feel like I'm really matre? Totally ngerepotin?"
"It's a habit."
"What's that?"
"You guys don't do your job and I have to do my job, yes I complain."
Adji pinched his cheek while looking at Juwita's satisfied face.
"And I told you. You are at home, take care of the children, cook, layanin me in bed, care to be beautiful: if the task is done, I give you a bonus. It's simple."
"Aren't you pretty?"
"Don't mistake me for not squirming anymore."
Juwita pinches Adji's arm until he flinches. But instead of apologizing, he defended himself by saying it was nature.
For God's sake well, Juwita will never forget Melisa.
Because even though this man has everything, and maybe Juwita is a parasite in his life, Adji looks at the good side rather than the bad side.
If it wasn't formed with his previous relationship, how could he possibly be this wise, right?
Is correct. Let's ignore anyone's hatred.
It's not Juwita's business what they think.
It's none of Juwita's business.
Melisa only sincere husband with Juwita, why does the outsider feel entitled to be dissatisfied?
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