My Husband is Not Rich
Don't Nurture Hate

Still dodging the Dodo while continuing to mutter. Jesslyn could not calm down and behave normally if her husband had not told her in detail what had happened on this day. That horrible letter was no small thing to Jesslyn.

"Non calm down, I'll tell non." Dodo rubbed his wife's head to make it quieter.

Jesslyn nodded, still leaving a spoiled cry. Huu.hu.hu.hu glanced at Dodo's face at a glance then closed his eyes in the arms of the husband while huu.hu.hu.

"Dear, honey, last time on the phone non said what is kangen, would I explain?" actually Dodo is also confused what to answer, this sentence is just to divert the spoiled cries of his wife.

"Not to explain. I got it." Jesslyn straightened her face. "Let's tell me I've calmed down a little to listen to him. Remember there are no lies in this story."

"Yes, I'm not going to start the story."

Dodo told clearly from the beginning to the end he was involved in the problem. Not because he is a bad person to have enemies, he gets the enemy reward for continuing the position of people with a bad past.

The person he had replaced, had a resemblance to Jesslyn. Similarities of hate continue to cause many problems. Hate is the same as poison, the self that swallows but wants others to die.

If such circumstances, it is no wonder the Dodo positioned as the antidote. Despite people's opinions, Dodo even looks too good tend to be stupid. He still doesn't care.

Lovers of peace will not allow it.

"Non, later non will understand that we must not keep the hatred to be greater."

Jesslyn mused.

"Darling, can't you be the one not to be too nice?"

"Why not?" Dodo.

"If it's too good, die soon." At bajui sweet smile. "I don't want to lose you sooner." Further again.

Because of his anxiety, Dodo pinched his wife's nose slowly, Jesslyn grimaced and held the hand of the Dodo that had been used to pinch. Not wanting to give

punishment on that hand, but he put it again in the nose asking to be pinched again like that.

"Pinch again baby, punish me for maintaining hate." Pinta Jesslyn with face made adorable.

"I can't punish non with violence." Dodo pretends to be wise. "If punishing non wear softness I can." The sweet smile was plastered again, if too long in view will make khilaf.

"Dear"

"Hm"

"Dear"

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The sound of rain coming so fast, the splashing water dripping from the precarious became a sight for Bu Unah who was sitting with Pak Nata in front of the stall.

Coming from a distance someone wearing an umbrella was getting closer. He Neneng, wants to buy a mosquito repellent at Bu Unah's shop.

"Bi, do you want a mosquito-burning cure? just as the candles are afraid of turning off the lights" the umbrella is placed open near the pole, the wind blows it and

Grep..

Iyan caught that umbrella like a hero. Times can be a soul mate starting from catching a flying umbrella carried by the wind.

"Luckily there is Brother Iyan tuh neng, the umbrella is safe." Said Mr. Nata, there is a little element of cie.cie..

"Yes nih mang" Neneng was embarrassed. His cheeks are red.

Bu Unah came to break the awkwardness, gave the goods Neneng bought and asked what was going on.

Mr. Nata vividly told it in front of Neneng, while Iyan since returning the umbrella he went into the house, did not know if he was the subject of conversation.

"Then the story, so rich the title soap opera sir." Bu Unah dared to comment seeing Neneng had left.

"What Mak?"

"The brother of the man I once liked was my own husband."

"Huaayooh, could be haha's mom." They chuckled together with the sound of rain.

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