Married Three Breeding Widow
61. Conspiracies
"Not Sandy" Juwita chirped as the two boys, especially Banyu, became suspicious.
"Kok you know?" reply Banyu malignant.
"Duh, my boy, my dear, my love for you but boong." Juwita shook her head.
Psychologists say that men are rarely smart when they are teenagers, because God created them to play at that age. But yes like God also did not create keg*blokan, deh.
"Sandy is an athlete." Abhimanyu answered. "He must be busy training, busy playing games, why also have time to start? What is the motive to try?"
"Well, this kid is normal."
Banyu snorting cob. "Keep who?"
Juwita was silent for a moment, but then decided to just talk.
"Again, I trust you, huh? Don't tell Papa just yet. Kasian if it's cold."
If they were still kids. It is good to be trained to be an adult.
"I'm definitely on my senior's chat." Juwita opens Adit's chat to them. "My feeling or is he really nervous? Yeah, no, no?"
Banyu read the chat quickly. "Who are you?"
"Former times yah jatohnya gebetan?" muttered Juwita was confused. "I never had a relationship with him just yeah, that's it. Not until dating. I used to like him, and I think he used to like me, too, but not until it's official."
"It's usually his chat." Abhimanyu commented. "The same language."
"But what chatted me after meeting Bang Sandy was just Adit, beyond terror."
"What do you think is weird?"
"Squeaky. He's the one I know this way. I asked Sandy well, he said Adit already had a girlfriend, busy working. He was absolutely weird. Aye, right? Kayak, what's that?"
So cool talking together, they forgot to eat, and did not hear when Adji's car stopped in the garage of the house.
So they were startled and suddenly Cetta's voice shouted.
"Sister!"
Juwita instantly turned off her phone, hiding behind in panic.
"Wrigging what?" Adji squinted suspiciously. It should always be questioned if Juwita and her children who have grown up get along in the real sense.
"Not pa-pa." Juwita smiled sweetly. "My boy, here used to hug. Here, here. I thought you were sold."
Cetta jumps into Juwita's lap. "Can't you come down? Why not bobo? Come on, same Cetta bobo."
"It's morning, honey. Bobo tuh malem."
Adji sees his two sons busy at the dinner table, unwilling to explain why they were sitting near Juwita like they saw something similar.
But because they don't want to explain, Adji also doesn't like insistent. Rather than that, Adji sat down next to Juwita, embracing the shoulder of his newly recovered wife.
Thankfully, Juwita looks fine. Yesterday he cried day and night until Adji was worried he was torturing himself.
Adji decided not to say that the perpetrators who committed violence against Juwita fled abroad. Not far away, just Malaysia. But it gives Adji clarity that the violence did not happen because of a mental disorder.
There is a conspiracy behind it.
Which makes Adji decide not to catch the perpetrator first, to pull his real head out.
"Bi, you didn't buy Juwita?"
"There's."
"Cetta, take Juwita food."
Cetta ran to the dining table, fetching the food prepared by Abhimanyu. At the sight of that, Juwita smiled with pursed lips.
"Mr Melisa's daughter again attention nih ye. I'm not afraid I'm not, are you?"
"Dissolvent." Banyu said spicy.
"Congor," Juwita replied not to lose.
But silenced by Adji's pinch on his nose.
"Well, I'm just as affectionate as your father used to be, well. Don't be envious."
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