My husband is my Prospective In-law
Slightly Thin

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An hour had passed, a long time for Ansel to spend alone in the room. His heart rattled, impatiently waiting for Irene to bring him some food.

Before long the sound of the door opening, made Ansel begin to realize that someone was coming into his room.

"Irene, is that you?" ansel asked, raising his voice.

"Yes Ansel, I'm sorry I took too long" Irene replied as she closed the door to the room again, with a gasp of breath.

"Why have you been this long, Irene?" ansel asked annoyedly.

"I'm sorry, Ansel, I had to take public transportation to find a place so I could sell my phone first, then I could buy food for you." Irene spelled out her experience briefly, hoping Ansel would understand the delay.

"Why do you have to use all mobile phone sales events? Worth it long." Ansel grew increasingly upset as if he did not accept all the reasons Irene had expressed.

Irene looked furious, but she still tried to be patient in the face of Ansel's attitude that was getting longer, really getting selfish.

"If I don't sell my phone, where can I get the money to buy this food!" Irene loudly tried to defend herself, to make Ansel jolted in disbelief.

Irene took a deep breath, then tried to set it to be calmer and no longer panting. Meanwhile Ansel was silent, digesting the words that came from the woman's mouth. Although he did not see the look on Irene's face which was currently in front of him. But from her voice, Ansel clearly knew that the woman had gone through a heavy journey, making her breath sound exhausted.

Irene placed one bag containing two food packages on the nightstand, one for Ansel and another for him. Food sold in restaurants is quite expensive, up to spend half the money from the sale of his mobile phone.

"Hurry up and bribe me! You always piss me off, I might starve to death for waiting for you!" ansel spoke without thinking about the fatigue Irene was feeling.

Irene could only resign to the words Ansel had spoken to her. She chose to immediately sit on the edge of the bed and prepare to feed her husband a meal. "Let's sit down and open your mouth!"

Ansel obeyed what Irene had told him, he now sat up straight, then began to open his mouth to prepare to receive the food Irene had thrust towards his mouth.

The first bribe has entered into the mouth of Ansel, the sense of pleasure instantly makes the look of Ansel's face that had been sour become brighter sparkling with a thin smile at the corner of his lips.

"Hem, the food is good too. I love this menu." Ansel devoured the voracious food that was in his mouth.

Irene who saw the expression on Ansel's face immediately smiled with satisfaction, especially after hearing Ansel's words that turned out to like the food he had bought.

"Thank you dong with me" he asked in a spoiled voice.

"No want! It is indeed your duty to serve me, according to your request to Dyra who wants to take care of me" Ansel refused.

"It's okay, if you don't want to say thank you, it's important that you like it. At least my efforts weren't in vain." Irene pulled both corners of her lips, forming a small smile on her face.

Irene was silent, to focus on the movement of her hand and continued to feed Ansel until it ran out.

At the last mouthful, Irene turned her head as the sound of knocking on the door started to sound in her ears. Before long the door of the room that was not locked was open.

Irene stared at the figure of Darren and Owen who seemed to be standing in the doorway. "Hi Dad, please come in!" Irene said as she developed her sweet smile, welcoming Darren's arrival.

Irene knitted her eyebrows together, while circulating her eyes to look for the whereabouts of the invisible Dyra coming with Darren. "Dad, is Amma not coming with you?" Irene asked curiously.

"Oh like that. Oh yeah, are you hungry for food for me to buy you guys?" Irene asked her in-laws.

"No need, Irene. Owen and I were just a moment away from the office. I just want to make sure you and Ansel are okay."

Ansel did not like to hear the father's familiarity with the woman he still hated, until he immediately cut off Darren's conversation with Irene.

"Dad, I'm tired of lingering in the hospital. When can I go home?" ask Ansel while whining spoiled.

Darren stepped forward to get near Ansel. "Later I'll talk to the doctor. Enjoy your days in the hospital. Take it easy, here is your wife who will take care of you and care for you with all her heart, even though you have too much to hurt her!"

"Remember Ansel! Think of the accident that happened yesterday to you as a rebuke from God, because you have hurt a wife as good as Irene and this as a punishment for you for raping Irene just for the sake of a car. Now look! Your betting car is destroyed, until you go blind."

Ansel choked on his own saliva, instantly becoming nervous with the fear that had filled his head.

"Finally you know about my lies, even though I guessed that one day you'll find out all my secrets. This must be because Father assigned Owen to investigate everything," Ansel murmured increasingly afraid that Darren would withdraw all of his luxurious facilities, which he had enjoyed all this time.

"But because of your condition like this, Dad so don't give you punishment, then be nice to your wife!" darren continued while denouncing Ansel's behavior towards Irene, with a tone of voice that was full of emphasis.

Irene, who heard all the words that came out of Darren's mouth, became so relieved that her bead instantly became foggy, filled with a bead of sadness.

"Finally you know everything, I'm so grateful. Thank God," Irene's inner full of.

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The car Dyra was driving had already entered the campus courtyard. After parking his car, he got out and began to step into the lobby.

But suddenly a man came approaching from the side, which made Dyra stop her footsteps.

"Hello pretty lady, how are you today?" ask a man while thrusting a bouquet of flowers in front of Dyra.

Dyra turned to the man who turned out to be Bian Oryza, a lecturer who had betrayed Dyra's love, until the relationship had to end 3 years ago. It took a year for Dyra to open her heart, so that she could have a new relationship with Ansel. Both relationships end in betrayal.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to accept this flower!" ketus Dyra ignored the flowers given by her former lover.

Dyra chose to continue his stalled and passing steps leaving Bian visibly disappointed by Dyra's refusal.

"When it's been 3 years, why can't you forgive me?" bian asked in his heart with a sour face.

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