My son is mine
Chapter 65

With unanimous determination, Triya visited the Salimah residence. There he was surprised not to play when he found his in-laws were there.

"This is God ... Did you know that mom and dad knew where Salimah was? So they've been lying to me all this time?"

"The general has also deceived me meaningless! Brazen, they're lying behind my back!"

"Since when did mom and dad know Salimah's residence? Why didn't the spy I hired say anything?" thought Triya was confused.

Indeed, the woman had indeed been fooled by Dirga. His former lawyer hired a man who only photographed Salimah and her home. Without bothering to find out about Salimah's life.

Of course Dirga does not want to lose. He used Triya's innocence for his own benefit.

"Bad! The spies recommended by Mr. Dirga are in fact abal-abal!" skink.

After successfully cursing and venting his anger in the car, Triya rushed to tidy up.

He tried to calm down and thought that he would mentally drop his former best friend and honey in an elegant way.

The gate that was still open made Triya enter without having to bother calling the residents.

On the terrace there are Evita and Darmono who are talking while enjoying their tea.

Darmono can even breathe without the help of oxygen again.

In the morning on holidays like that Salimah residence is deserted because Salimah and her son are shopping for their picnic tomorrow.

Evita was surprised not to play when she saw a guest who came to her former daughter-in-law's house.

Triya walked over haughtily then smiled cynically at her in-laws.

"So this is what you said hotel?" sindir Triya while folding both her hands on her chest.

"Triya? How do you know we're here?" evita answered nervously.

A disaster will happen if his son-in-law knows the truth about this house.

He believes the son-in-law will sue and disrupt the lives of Salimah and her granddaughter.

Triya did know, the in-laws once said they would finance Salimah's life, but she never knew that her in-laws would buy a house for Salimah.

Don't you think this house is the mother who bought it? In no way Salimah can buy a house here, he has only been working a few months, it feels impossible.

Uh, but wait, could his rich friend buy him this house?

No ... No, most Salimah vinegar contract only, yes really!

Triya was filled with her own thoughts until she forgot her purpose for a moment.

"Why Ma'am? Is this what you're hiding from me? Mom bought this house for a woman who doesn't know herself?" cynical Triya.

"Enough! Watch what you say, Triya! I'm here because there's Fitria, and here's also close to the hospital where you checked!" obviously Evita's wrathful.

"Oh, so fellow actors live in the same place?" his lips.

"Who is the actor? Did someone here take your husband?" sergeant Fitria came from inside.

He who was in the room suddenly heard a commotion in front of his adoptive brother's house. He finally decided to see what was ahead.

"You're not an actor, but a former actor who tried to take my husband!" reply Triya fierce.

Fitria was undaunted, she smiled sinisterly at her adoptive parents' daughter-in-law.

"Be careful what you say. What else can be defended from a woman like you? Be barren, debtor. Mending if rich. Your own family is too, right? It usually just undermines the general's mas same mother," joked Fitria bravely.

Evita gasped unexpectedly if her foster child could say that harshly.

She who used to always see Fitria as an innocent village girl, would feel very surprised by the change of her adopted child.

While Triya, her eyes widened in disbelief with the words of her husband's adoptive sister.

"Bad! How dare you insult me!" triya snapped and approached to Fitria about to slap her.

Fitria swiftly gripped Triya's hand and twisted it until the woman slipped forward with her knees.

The martial arts that he learned back in school he could practice right now on Triya.

"Fuck off! Sick tau! Mother please," whine Triya.

"Yes Allah Fit, take care of your father, pity," persuaded Evita who did not have the heart of Triya.

Darmono could only sit while breathing short. His chest was tight from feeling panicked with the situation before his eyes.

"Mr!" pekik Evita who realized that the husband since not paying attention to their quarrel.

Fitria turned to her foster father and followed the panic as well. He then released his hand grip on Triya's arm and threw Triya's body violently until the General's wife fell to the floor.

"Father," call Fitria anxious.

Salimah who had just returned home shopping with her son and Iyem was surprised not to play with the state of their house that was filled with screams.

Rushing he approached them and took off his groceries just like that.

"Oh my God, sir, what is this, ma'am?" ask Salimah to panic. He didn't even realize Triya was there rubbing his forehead.

Fitria rushed to call an ambulance so that she could come to her residence immediately.

However, it has not been able to say the address, seen Afnan who also just arrived at the residence of his adoptive brother.

He rushed to his heart and asked Afnan to help him take Darmono to the hospital.

Without much questioning Afnan rushed to open the car door.

Evita and Salimah who were unaware of the presence of other guests at their residence were shocked when Fitria rushed to push Darmono's wheelchair towards Afnan's car.

"Mas Afnan?" call Salimah slowly.

Afnan did not have time to say hello back to Salimah because he was busy lifting the body of Darmono assisted by Fitria and Evita.

"Sal, I'm between them to the hospital first huh. You are here, too" said Afnan who also felt tense with the situation at his ex-wife's residence.

"Sir, let's hurry!" sela Fitria who feels annoyed and jealous.

They left the Salimah residence with Fitria sitting beside the steering wheel.

After releasing their departure, Salimah turned around and was surprised to see Iyem was helping someone who had been ignored since.

"Triya?" call Salimah slowly and approach them.

When Triya managed to sit on the terrace chair, Iyem rushed into the house to pick up the medicine box and also the compress.

When Triya looked up, it was seen that the forehead of the former honey had a fairly large lump.

Between pity and wanting to laugh Salimah saw the state of Triya.

"Why are you Tri?" ask Salimah who is sitting opposite him.

Triya stared at Salimah. She hated seeing her ex-wife's condition look getting better.

Even not only Salimah, Fitria who a few months ago he met in ordinary circumstances has now changed to be more radiant, of course Triya believes both lives are very worthy to be able to do expensive treatment, so he can do the treatment, thought.

"It's because of the hick girl. Village people, it's bar-bar behavior!" grunts Triya.

Before long Iyem came to bring a basin filled with ice water and a handkerchief to use compressing Triya lumps.

"This is non, this disposable compress in order not to get bigger the lump," explained Iyem while thrusting his basin.

Triya sneered but still did what Salimah's maid suggested.

"How do you know where I live Tri?" salimah deliberately did not say his house, because he did not want to look for a commotion with his ex-wife.

"Curtain! Now explain to me, is this the house you bought or what?" cecar Triya after throwing his compresses violently.

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Tbc