My Husband is Not Rich

My Husband is Not Rich
Jesslyn's Mistake


The morning atmosphere at the office.


Dodo looks quite tired seen from his eye bags, it looks like he is sleep deprived. Last night Dodo could not stay at the house of the in-laws because of the uniform factor. I don't want him to come home late at night.


"There's a Dodo, a chance..."


"Do.. here and there, the cave wants to talk about you." exclaimed the employee yesterday who peeked.


Dodo was pias, what answer would he give him if the employee asked about his relationship with Jesslyn. In addition, he will receive the anger of his wife.


"What's bang anyway?" vibrate the Dodo voice until the employee realizes.


"Gua already know your secret, severe emang. yesterday you saw cave bring the boss's car, so cleaning service is also the driver also yes, your salary must be double. you secretly let us not ask for double labor taxes, right? hayo lu ngaku"


Dodo almost choked on hearing it, his body temperature had already started to warm up. His worries had been lost which had been a continuous burden of the mind since yesterday. Don't over-think things, because we don't know what's going on tomorrow. Tomorrow is God's secret.


"Hehe yeah bang, got caught by now. I am no longer a driver. Jesslyn is driving herself. But still my brother buys food"


"Had been fired by lu. yaudah gausah tractir all caves mah just kidding. Hehe"


"What a bang, consider tightening the strings of friendship."


"Judah if forced, understand the cave mah ama you."


*Gosh, that's not how Dodo got married to me until yesterday people just thought he was a driver. nothing more. remarkable.what if I told him they were actually going to convulsions. hahaha the world is so funny.inner Jesslyn unintentionally heard.


"Good morning ma'am." The employee gave a greeting seeing Jesslyn pass in front of them.


"By the morning, why are you still here? gossiping?"


"No ma'am, excuse me for wanting to work." a thousand steps were taken in a flurry.


Dodo is clumsy, willing to run away too but afraid to look like a loser.he decides to face with a slightly awkward face.


"Do"


"Yes ma'am, what's wrong?"


"I heard your conversation." Jesslyn laughed for a moment.


"It's irony, isn't it?" added again.


"Yes ma'am, that's the truth. Everyone will not think the truth. For as the earth and the sky."


Dodo felt relieved, as if he had taken out some of his implied heart.


DEG. Jesslyn's heart was touched. He immediately felt like the most evil person in the world.


"Sorry." shush


"It's okay, there's no need to apologize ma'am. I'm sorry, I want to clean mom's room first."


"Yes, please."


Jesslyn thought hard how to get rid of this guilt. Because all this happened because of Jesslyn's ambition, Dodo was just a victim, until his heart also laughed at his marriage which Dodo said means sacred even though only a contract.


He momentarily thought of this deed, what a difference it was with an Erma.


"Huh lest I contract the nature of the brengs*k woman."


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In-house.


Dodo uses free time to wash the motor. The hard-earned motorbike he collected.


Not long after, Jesslyn came to park the car in any place. Intentionally for materials to be able to talk to Dodo.


"Do, park the car I can't."


Dodo nodded and took the key without staring or taking out a word Dodo parked his wife's car.


Dodo doesn't want to talk to me


"It's non."


There was a glimmer of relief when Dodo spoke. After all, Jesslyn had never seen an angry Dodo, or perhaps did not know what kind of angry Dodo, it could be her silence she was an anger.


"Thank you"


"Same-sama non." Dodo continued to wash the motor again. It is a little different from the attitude of Dodo this time. Will he always ask if there is anything to help? or is it not okay? and prepare the requirements of Jesslyn.


*I have to fix everything. However Dodo is my ambitious victim. and I casually insult him. he was kind to me all this time. Where has your bud back been*Jesslyn*?


Jesslyn enters the house and devises a plan.


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