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Incitement

"Shita, this is a golden opportunity to get close to Emran. They are misunderstood but calm aunt has been pumping aunt's son. Aunty assure you, right now she hates that woman a lot."

''Sure, Tan. I will take advantage of this golden opportunity," Shita replied with a tilting smile.

The two agreed to meet at a fancy restaurant, more precisely Divia who asked to meet. To inform Shita that she can move quickly before her son changes his mind.

''Good. Get Emran to bend his knees to you. Don't know why? I hate that woman so much, even though she's a rich kid."

"Because of him, Emran often defies me. What's special? Until Emran willingly defended her desperately," continued Divia.

''Relax, Tan. I won't disappoint aunt. I must have married aunty's son."

''It's good."

''Keep Emran away from Maura, already. The next step, I contacted the man, "inner Divia.

''You take it easy, Aunt Divia, I must have succeeded in becoming your daughter-in-law because that was my goal. If Emran can't take advantage of me, then you're the next target" Shita whispered inwardly by glancing at the cynical old lady in front of him.

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''Good, Aunt Divia. The next plan, we run at their wedding. I'll jump straight in, '' said a man behind the phone.

''Okay, that means I can rest first."

''Of course, Auntie. But keep an eye on them. Don't let it go, " said the man in a tone full of warning.

''Just relax, you won't be disappointed in me." Divia says steady.

The call ended after a few minutes of talking. This time, Divia was completely satisfied with what she got.

''Who are you calling, Mom?"

The woman squealed when she heard her husband's voice. She immediately turned around, then showed a smile as sweet as possible so that her husband would not be suspicious.

''Arisan's friend, Pap. Papa why the hell? I never saw my mama's phone." Divia asked in a worried tone.

Her husband is very difficult to trust people when he is suspicious.

Raichand stared intently at his wife. He had heard that his wife was planning something. He feared the plan would affect his business again.

''Why do you see your mom like that?"

"Awas mama assorted," he threatened full of warning before passing from the presence of the wife.

Divia breathed a sigh of relief at the passing of her husband. It seemed, after this he had to be extra careful about carrying out his duties.

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Emran remained silent on the balcony of his room with his hands holding a glass bottle filled with golden brown water. Occasionally, he was seen chugging his drink, even frowning when the curse liquid managed to break through his throat. He vented his anger by drinking liquor with a high alcohol content. It didn't take long, the man managed to get unconscious with an unclear conjecture.

''Time and time again, Mama said. That's not a good woman, Emran. You're the stubborn one."

''Now feel for yourself you are disappointed in that cheap woman*n."

Emran, who was unable to think clearly, accepted all his mother's assumptions raw without being digested first.

Plus, the events in the Cinema a few days ago always flashed through his mind. With ease, Maura held the arm of the man with her, close to a very intimate distance, struggled spoiled, even after that there was no initiative from Maura to apologize or just explain. Time and again, the woman refused his call and his message was never answered.

Days of neglect have made Emran's frustration grow more and more with each passing day. And at his peak when accidentally, he overheard Maura's conversation with the man from a phone call.

"You are indeed a unlucky woman*n, hehehe....''

''I love you ... Why did you disappoint me, hiks-hiks...."

"Go with him! I can do without you...."

A moment later, the man threw the bottle in his hand, until shards of glass and contents splattered onto the floor.

Emru who heard the commotion coming from the brother's room immediately approached. The man only shook his head looking at the chaotic condition of his twin brother.

''O''Kak ... Sis, just because your woman is drunk like this. You're a doctor but you're ignoring your own health."

He held Emran to his bed so that the man could rest comfortably. Every now and then, she had to hold back the angler because Erman was screaming right in her ear, even she had to endure the nausea while smelling the pungent smell from her brother's mouth.

''Rest in comfort, brother. After this, I hope you will be better" said Emru while taking off the shoes that were still attached to Emran's feet without forgetting to open the two buttons of his shirt.

''Why with my sister?" divia asked with concern.

He blocked his youngest son's steps when he just came out of Emran's room. It was not only Emru who heard the commotion, but her parents as well. Divia and her husband immediately approached the origin of the voice.

''Drunk heavy because upset, I'd like to call auntie to clean the broken glass inside."

Emru passed by after answering a question from her mother, while Divia and Raichand immediately entered her eldest son's room to see her condition.

''Look, Pap! That woman has changed our son. Previously, Emran did not drink like this, let alone get drunk heavily." Divia took advantage of this opportunity to incite the husband, hoping that the middle-aged man would be on his side.

Raichand just silently did not answer a word of babble that came out of the wife's mouth. He looked straight at his son with a hard-to-understand look. Clearly, he did not want to believe everything just like that.

''That woman really had a bad influence on Emran. I hope he doesn't come back into our son's life anymore" Divia said in a speech made as if she was grumbling with anger.

His eyes, glanced at the husband who was still faithful. The woman was very sure that Raichand had been affected by his incitement.

''What better, their marriage hastened huh, Pap? Mama doesn't want Emran to do this every night."

''Whatever!" The old man chose to leave the place.

He was sick of hearing all the chattering that came out of his wife's mouth. He didn't want to hear anything more from that sweet mouth.

''Papa, let's go. Don't leave mom...." Divia soon followed Raichand's departure.

''Papa is tired and wants to sleep. Better, mama take care of the Emran first, just slept," Raichand said before closing the door.

As a result, the old woman could only scrimp the air in annoyance. She could only endure the growl because her husband still had not been affected by her incitement.

''When the hell, Pap? You're on Mama's side."