My Husband Sold My Uncle
CHAPTERS 10. Him, my woman

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Ishaya flinched at the remark, meanwhile Dirga just smiled inwardly and clapped his own inner hand.

"He, my lady," murmured Dirga.

Ishaya stared intently at Alma and pushed her shoulders. "Who do you think you are?"

Alma smiled and stuck out her hand. "Almaira Alshad, your husband's second wife and his only wife."

"You dream, Dirga doesn't dare to divorce me."

"I can even look at you now, but not today" cut Dirga who made Alma's triumphant smile inflate.

"Basic lakor!" yelled Ishaya did not accept the resistance of Alma and Dirga.

"Alhamdulillah is still an actor, rather than you, pela*cur, you have sex with the husband of the person whose legal wife is waiting at home, I am grateful I released the man for you, and instead I get your husband."

Ishaya's face reddened, why Alma always had an answer to all the accusations against her, this really made Ishaya upset herself.

Seeing that Arlan immediately grabbed Ishaya's hand. "That's it, don't follow them."

Ishaya glares at Alma at a glance and regulates her breathing. "Our business is not finished yet."

Arlan pulls Ishaya's hand away from Alma and Dirga. Since their departure, Alma has returned to her nervous female fashion.

"M-I'm sorry I was presumptuous."

"Why? It's just that it's a good thing, you're trying to maintain your self-esteem without me teaching it, increase it, baby."

Alma raised her head and a heart voice. "Huh? What say? Darling?"

Dirga grabs Alma's hand and takes her to the clothing store, continuing the shopping session, but Dirga is upset that Alma did not choose a single shirt so Dirga had to choose everything.

"You really want to be punished."

After that, Dirga planned to take Alma to dinner, but he was already upset so he just walked rough to the parking lot that night.

"Om, Om angry with Alma?" ask Alma stiff.

Dirga grabbed Alma's chin rough. "Take a good look at my face Alma, I told you that if you don't choose anything I will punish you."

Gluey!

"You go home alone, as punishment, I won't take you and you have to go home alone, I'll wait for you in the apartment."

"But."

Dirga doesn't care about Alma, he gets into his car and drives it leaving Alma there.

Alma did not bring any money, she was confused now, the night was quite cold that slowly water from the sky fell on her face.

Alma who was confused chose shelter because it was soon the rain immediately flushed with the wind that made Alma's body shiver.

Alma did not bring a jacket so obviously it makes Alma have to shiver there, Dirga who has been on the road suddenly felt worried.

"How will he come home? It's raining."

Dirga hit the steering wheel, for a moment he regretted leaving Alma there, he immediately turned back to the place where he left Alma and sure enough he found Alma was resting there.

"Dam!" He took an umbrella and went down.

"Immy!"

"Omm?" Alma raised her head with trembling body.

Seeing that Dirga immediately took Alma into his arms and helped her walk under an umbrella to get into the car, Dirga entered.

Dirga takes off her shirt and wears it to envelop Alma. He grabs Alma's hand and blows it away trying to warm her up.

"I'm sorry, Alma."

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