My Love My Bride
caught red-handed

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With a heavy heart, Alvin and his two younger siblings left Daddy Salman's residence. They will be re-occupied with their respective activities. The children's holiday period is also over.

Before returning home, they made a pilgrimage to Salman's tomb. With Sami transfer, then the trip to the airport.

"Dad, good-bye. Mey will surely miss father very much, "inner Meydina.

"Dad, thank you for everything. Until whenever Alvin won't forget Daddy's kindness. Alvin promised to run the will of daddy as best he could, "inner Alvin.

"Daddy, thank you for giving your best to Amie" Amiera murmured in her heart.

In addition to Salman's family, Aldo and Riky join together on their journey.

***

At the Salim residence, Ajeng was receiving a phone call from Kamil.

"Are you at your aunt's house?"

"It has. Sorry, Sis. Ajeng is troublesome. Was brother yesterday reprimanded by brother's superior at the internship?"

"Slightly, hehe. But be calm, it's still safe. How are you doing?"

"good. Teaching is better. Ajeng is not alone. Alena is there too."

"Oh yeah? She's good, interned at her husband's office. Greetings to Alena. Jeng, I need to get ready first. Going to college, right?"

"Siang Ajeng to campus, Brother. Yes, happy working. Bye ...."

Ajeng closed the call and blushed while staring at the screen of his phone. He does not understand his own feelings. Sad and happy were mixed into one in his heart.

Meanwhile in the dining room, Widiya eagerly prepares a healthy breakfast for family members, especially her daughter-in-law. Sometimes he looked at the back porch and smiled faintly to see Alena and Salim teasing Paijo who was being fed.

After Hesty's death, her responsibilities increased. He wants to do the best for his family.

***

Elsewhere, Pras directed his car into the apartment building area. In part of the park, she caught a glimpse of Zee with her nanny.

Pras brushed his eyes off. He thought, there was no way Risa would allow Zee to come out this early. Gontai Pras steps are fixed on the elevator in the basement of the apartment building. Some days he did not return to this place after returning from the house of the late Hesty.

Pras spent the day at the entertainment venue and stayed there. To dispel regret and sadness, Pras comforted himself with drunkenness.

With his disheveled appearance and alcohol-scented body, Pras pressed the door password of the apartment. His brows furrowed as he looked into the apartment that nobody had. There's no Zee there. Perhaps what he saw was his daughter.

Pras was about to call Risa. But he stopped after hearing a voice that was familiar to him.

"Can mend*sah? He must be playing alone because loneliness doesn't exist for me." His inner.

Pras immediately headed to his room. He wanted to surprise Risa with his presence. The man turned the doorknob very slowly. When his gaze was fixed on the bed, his face immediately reddened in anger.

How not, in that bed Risa is berg*mul with a man. His er*tis movements exceeded his time together with her. Risa repeatedly*rang and mer*ntih enjoy the game. The same thing is done by men who are pushing their hips.

Brakkk's.

The sound of the door being violently shut instantly stopped their play. Risa's face paled looking at the anger on the face of the man who was staring nyalang at her.

Quickly Risa pushed the man who was braving her. The man seemed to understand the situation. He immediately went down and picked up one by one the clothes scattered on the floor.

Seeing Pras approaching Risa, the man on the other side of the bed rushed out of the room. He quickly put on his clothes.

The man's steps had stopped when he heard the strangulation of Risa's husband. Not wanting to be affected, the man quickly went out of the apartment.

"Basic j*lang! So this is what you've been doing behind my back all this time, huh!"

Anenya, this time Risa did not cry or wail like the last time Pras tortured her. The woman Pras married in series picked up the dress lying on the floor and calmly wore it.

"My jawab. Who's he!"

"He's Risa's boyfriend. Why why?"

Plaque! Spontaneous Pras slapped Risa's face.

Again not an audible sound. Risa just stared back at Pras.

"Who's gonna put up with a guy like you? That Hesty is too stupid to last so long with a disgusting man like you. It can never be satisfying, but act like a 'male' man'."

Plaque. Once again Pras slapped Risa. It was as if the woman was starting to shed tears. Maybe because of the pain in the cheek that he can no longer hold.

"Never insult Hesty. During our marriage, I was never rude to her" Pras said.

"Heh, not rude but disgusting. You're the same br*hjeknya for hurting Hesty's feelings. I'm sure he suffered a lot. If I were him, I'd rather die than be hurt by a disgusting man like you." Decih.

Risa is preparing to get another slap from Pras. But he felt astonished because Pras was silent and fixated in his place.

"Get out of this apartment," said Pras who immediately stopped the steps of Risa who was about to go outside.

Risa turned around and walked towards the closet. From inside the closet, he took out Pras's clothes and threw them in front of the man.

"Did you forget? Heh, you old man. Alright I remind you again. This apartment is in my name. You know what that means? I am the owner of this apartment. If anyone has to come out, it's you." Rigorously.

Pras really felt slapped with Risa's speech. It is true that he bought this apartment on behalf of Risa. With anger still burning his chest, Pras gripped Risa's jaw.

"I won't be poor just because I lost an apartment." Snarled.

"Heh, just live off Hesty's money you're proud." Prass strengthened his grip until Risa grimaced. Again Risa was right, the money she had was indeed the result of the share of the investment planted with the late Hesty.

"I'll take Zee." Firmly while releasing his grip.

Pras passed by with a sharp delicacy on Risa who rubbed her jaw.

"Zee is not your daughter."

Pras's steps stopped immediately. The man turned around and looked at Risa.

"Do you think I'm a fool, want to have a son from an old man like you?" risa said with a defiant look.

Pras clenched his hands, but the man turned back and passed out of Risa's apartment.

With a raging feeling inside his chest, Pras drove his car out of the basement. On arrival at the edge of the park, Pras stopped his car. He stared at Zee who was running small followed by his nanny.

Instantly Pras' face flushed red. Not out of anger, but out of hurt knowing that adorable little girl was not his daughter.

"Pa-pa!"

Lamuanan Pras cuary heard the sound of Zee slowly banging the door of his car from outside. Pras opened the door very slowly and took Zee.

"Maap, Sir. Non Zee was running when she saw my car."

"It's okay. Leave us a minute. I'll call you later."

"Good, sir."

"Pa-w."

Pras' heart was shattered as Zee hugged his neck tightly. Zee must have been very homesick after a few days of not seeing each other. It's heavy to let go of Zee. Should he ask Zee to Risa?