Mr. Kades' Secret Wife
CHAPTER 33. The Fuckiest Man

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Mas Ozan, kissing my lips, it's just an illusion or how but Mas Ozan didn't actually kiss my lips, he just brought his face closer so I could feel his breath.

I thought he took my second kiss, but it was an illusion in my own igoku, we were still on the forum.

Witnessed by everyone there, I was silent for a while, Mas Ozan looked at me with a hopeful look and hoped that everything would be okay again.

"Give me, Mas the Deck chance, just once," pinta Mas Ozan with a voice that has been lost arising.

I was silent for a while, again dissolved in my own illusion how big the moment is, it feels like to leave, run away and not want to see Mas Ozan again.

But now, I was missing the moment of cursing in my own heart now, I was stunned and then came down from the Forum.

Regardless of the host, Mother Dikta and Audience, now my goal is to stay away from Mas Ozan, as far as possible.

I ran backstage, wiping away my tears, why she was present when I tried to forget her completely.

As for revenge, no! I no longer hold a grudge against him, I grabbed my bag and then look for the existence of Mas Akta, I want to take Gibran home before Mas Ozan comes he even holds me tightly.

"Please, Mum!"

"No Deck! Won't do! I will not let go of you again after I have found you," replied Mas Ozan who made me choose to cry.

After all it feels tired of rebelling, wanting to run away, go or hide I've lost power, there is a magnet what this damn man is so that it makes me like this.

"Mas Ozan! Goddamn bum! The most irresponsible man! Goddamnit! I have made Brother Ratna suffer, Mas Ozan has made my family insulted! Ozan is a bastard! Ozan must be dead!"

I took out all my uneg-uneg, it felt like everything had to be taken out directly, could not be held back, everything was out, there was no more inner debate between my heart now.

"Mas is a jerk! The wrong deck! But don't punish me like this, I don't want to split with you!"

"Mas Ozan Fuck! I hate Ozan! I hate!" I hit Mas Ozan's chest.

I broke free from Mas Ozan's arms, and when he let my guard down, some people said why not start everything from scratch.

Saying is easy, but everything must be well thought out, and not rule out the possibility there are still feelings of hate implied here, I found Mas Akta with Gibran on a bench.

I went up to him and took Gibran into my sling. "Bran! Come home with Mama!"

"But Ma, Papa how?"

"She, It's not Papa you Gibran! Papa you are dead!" my snapping.

This was the first time I snapped at Gibran, Gibran fell silent and hugged my leg because it was short.

"Mama lied! Gibran already knows everything, last night Grandpa told me, if Papa Ozan was Papa Gibran, Gibran was silent, but Papa and Mama don't fight anymore."

I was silent, Abah and Mak were always like this, I was a little upset.

"If he's your birth papa! You choose him or Mama?" it was me who kept Gibran quiet.

Gibran was silent, he chose to come with me, I took him in the car and drove my car away from the area hoping Mas Ozan would not catch up.

I put the brakes on suddenly, Mas Ozan got out of his car and banged on the window of my car asking to be opened.

The streets were quiet, probably because it was about to enter Friday prayer time, Mas Ozan gave up on his activities, but I instead saw him walking towards an electric pole.

He looked frustrated, he punched the pole with both hands, I saw it could not bear, last I saw him hurt when he fell and the wound was still there.

I SURRENDER! NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO RAISE YOUR OWN EGO! THINK AJA! HOW CAN I TELL MY HUSBAND.

HATED ME! HE'S MY HUSBAND!

"Gibran, wait here!"

I got out of the car to Mas Ozan who was still hitting the power pole, I tried to stop him but Mas Ozan did not push me.

"Mas! Huh!"

"No Deck! The jerk guy! They don't deserve to live!"

"Mas!"

Plaque! I just slap his cheek, anyway he ngeyel, ngeselin is said to be still aja kekeh, not I think why-napa well, if such as the power pole is err and electrified, not even if, Mas Ozan will be shocked, and if he is electrocuted, Mas Ozan will not have the power to control electricity! Nah! But scorch later! Mubazir that handsome face.

"As already! I thought, with this Ratna is happy? L'm happy? No! Ozan doesn't have to do this!"

"Dumb deck gas!" Ozan sat down and leaned on the electric pole.

I glanced at him at a glance then hugged Mas Ozan, Bodo very with SELF-ESTEEM! I MISS MY HUSBAND!

"I hate Ozan! But I love Ozan!" my mumbling buried my face in Mas Ozan's chest.

Ozan was silent, he looked at me trying to make sure, his hand rubbed my head slowly, I chose this position for a moment.

Mas Ozan lifted my chin, he brought his face closer and this time it was real, my second kiss was really captured by Mas Ozan.

"Mas, Love equals your Deck!"

"Me too, Mum!"

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Ozan met Abah how did he?