My Brother's Bed Rattles
Back Those Things

Mona thought for a long time, until finally she decided not to open the video. Mona returned the phone to the pocket of Arga's pants with great care. After successfully putting the flat object, Mona immediately laid her tired body on the bed.

Time keeps passing. However, Mona's eyes were still reluctant to close. His mind was stifled and kept glaring everywhere. The woman's tears did not even stop dripping, lamenting her bad luck after marrying the man of her tribe. Until it didn't feel like morning arrived.

Arga squirmed his body. Slowly he opened his eyes then glanced at Mona who was leaning on the back of the bed with a paled face. Instead of caring about Mona's condition at that time, Arga instead walked towards the bathroom with an indifferent face.

While walking, Arga took off the shirt and pants attached to his body and threw the object in any direction. While Arga enters the bathroom, Mona grabs her husband's clothes to put in a basket of dirty clothes.

Before putting the dirty pants and shirt in, Mona had a chance to check it. Afraid there are goods or money Arga later even entered into the washing machine.

"What's this?" mona muttered as she was checking Arga's shirt. Mona found a pink lipstick stain near the collar of the shirt.

"Araghhh! Just watch out for you, Mom! Remember, I will repay you for this, "mona growled with disordered breathing.

Mona brought the shirt over to the bed and held it there. He sat with his face bent perfectly.

A few moments later. Arga came out of the bathroom with a small towel wrapped around his waist. The man's burly body was still decorated with water spouts that had wet his body.

Arga walked towards the wardrobe without caring for Mona who was now looking at him with an annoyed look. Arga had not yet opened the closet door, suddenly Mona called.

"Mas, come!"

Arga who had wanted to ignore the woman, finally turned around and returned his gaze.

"What else, huh? It's still too early and I'm lazy to argue with you," jawan Arga with a lazy face looked at the woman.

Mona snorted in annoyance. "I'm actually lazy to argue with you, too, Mom. Just like other couples, I also want a nice household. But, this thing makes me unable to stay still!"

Inflamed Mona throws the dirty shirt in front of Arga and reflexes are greeted by the man.

"Whose lipstick is that, my dear? The A, the B, the C or the Z? So many of your infidelity out there, maybe even you must have forgotten what their names are," Mona growled with a half yell of annoyance.

Arga threw the shirt into a basket of dirty clothes. And without saying a word, he turned back to face his wardrobe. Although silent, but from the look on his face, it was clear that the man really did not like Mona to discuss the problem.

"Mas! You haven't answered my question! Who are those women? Are they your boks?"

Arga still looked indifferent, casually he opened the wardrobe. However, after finding out that Risa's clothes were no longer in place, Arga's emotions finally overflowed.

"Where are Risa's clothes?" ask Arga firmly.

Mona smiled cynically. "I won't answer your question until you answer mine. Who are these women?"

"You!" Arga's hand floated in the air and was held there for a few seconds until he finally pulled it back.

"They're my concubines, why? Now tell me where do you keep Risa's clothes?" furious Arga.

"Already, quiet! Now return Risa's clothes to where she came from. I don't want to know, all of Risa's stuff has to go back to where it was before I go home later in the afternoon!" arga said, threatening.

Mona got up from her position and walked over to Arga. "Does Mas still love Mbak Risa?" asked Mona with teary eyes.

"It's none of your business!"

Arga grabbed the shirt and work pants from inside the closet then wore them with an indifferent face.

"Remember, Mas. Risa's mom is just your ex-wife. You have divorced her even if only verbally and you should not have kept the belongings of your ex-wife because I am here" Mona said with a whim.

"Who are you to dare to rule me?"

"I'm your wife, Mom. Appreciate my feelings!"

"Don't you already know, Mona. I married you just because I had to. Forced because your mom and dad are constantly whining to hold me accountable for the baby! I never loved you at all. I am tempted by the beauty and beauty of your body. That's it, nothing more!" firmly Arga.

Mona was stunned to hear Arga's statement just now. He fell silent with a continuous stream of tears streaming down both sides of his cheeks.

When you are finished dressing well. Arga immediately walked away. However, while in the doorway of the main room, Arga stopped his steps for a moment.

"Remember! Risa's stuff should have gone back to where it was before I got home from work. If at that time I still have not found Risa's clothes in our closet, then be prepared to get punishment from me" Arga said without looking at her head.

Arga resumed his steps towards the front yard and drove with his car to leave his residence. Mona was still crying in the room.

"I hope that after you are born, your father will change and be able to accept the presence of Mom as his legal wife" Mona murmured as she stroked her flat stomach.

After a few minutes later.

After wiping away her tears, Mona rushed out of the main room. He walked towards the kitchen, where Bi Surti was still busy with his activities.

"Bi! Bi Surti, where did Bibi throw away the clothes and belongings of Mbak Risa?" ask Mona to Bi Surti.

"Ahead, Non. Next to the trash. What's the matter, Non?" ask Bi Surti back.

"Please get those things back and take them to the master room. I want Bibi to rearrange it into the closet, just like before!" mona's Word.

"Ba-good, Non."

After giving the order, Mona immediately returned to the room. While Bi Surti could only shake his head watching Mona who had gone away from him.

"Geez, Non Mona! What does he want? Did Mr Arga ask him to return the items?" gumam Bi Surti's.

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