My Wife Drabia's
35. Slap

In the afternoon, Ansel had just finished a meeting with his business partner at a restaurant. Stepping his feet toward his parked car. He's going to take Drabia to college like he said this morning.

"Bang Ansel!"

Ansel stopped hearing a woman call him. Ansel turned his gaze towards the hijab-wearing woman leaning on the body of his car.

"What else?" ketus Ansel stared in dislike towards the woman.

"I'm sorry" the woman stared in the shade of Ansel with tears.

"You tricked me, you were Kevin's man. How can you apologize?" Ansel smiled in anguish.

"I need money to get on with life. Whatever the job, I will do, most importantly for me, I get money" explained Hafshah.

Ansel grumbled, "including selling yourself."

"Whatever it is" continued Hafshah."But just so you know. I like you, it's not a scam. I liked you the first time I saw you" she said bitterly." I promise to change, please help me leave my dark world. I also want to have a good life, but no one embraces me. I also want to have a future. Have a husband and children. But no man wants to marry me. Everyone just wants to enjoy my body without wanting to have me."

Ansel was silent and looked at the sad and serious face of Hafshah. It doesn't look like a show. It was natural acting by that woman.

"If you're serious about changing, I can take you to someone" Ansel said.

"Who?" hafshah wiped her tears.

"Drabia my wife" Ansel replied.

Hafshah fell silent, then nodded her head.

"Then I'm sorry" Ansel got into his car. Unexpectedly, Hafshah came in and sat beside him.

"Sir..."

Ansel was silent and startled as an alkaline one puffed his lips. Hafshah arrives to meet his aunt in.

"Ansel!"

Ansel immediately regained his senses to hear the screams of a woman opening the door beside him. Asnel turned his head towards Drabia who arrived there.

"Darling!" muttered Ansel

It happened so fast, that it made him dazed.

Hafshah, who was still in Ansel's car, grinned with a hand that felt Ansel's thigh unawares.

Drabia's jaw hardened, and he set his foot toward the door of Ansel's car next to Hafshah. Drabia instantly pulled the woman so the made-up came out rudely.

Plaque!

A loud slap instantly landed on the cheek of the pompous lady. Ansel the holy man, it's good that the woman wants to desecrate her husband.

"That's a slap for daring to bother my husband" growled Drabia.

Plaque!

"That's tanparan 'cause I've been choking on drinks."

Plaque!

"That's a slap 'cause it bit me."

Three times Drabia lengthened slaps, then Drabia pushed Hafshah's body so that it fell to the ground.

"Drabia, no!" prevent Lea from seeing Drabia still want to kick the woman who purportedly helpless." We see people" Lea told Drabia.

Drabia sighed, thinking what if he did not see Ansel in the trap of Hafshah. Ansel could have gotten to the woman's bed.

"Leave it, I can explain, if they need an explanation why I scolded this woman" said Drabia still staring angrily at Hafshah.

After two weeks of hiding, the woman finally dared to appear with a surefire way of trapping someone. Drabia approached Hafshah, pulling the woman's hand back.

"Lea, ask Dad for help" Drabia told him.

Drabia already knew from Ansel, that Hafshah is not a sane person in general. Hafshah has two personalities, because of the severe stress in nature is prolonged.

Explain the problem to people around the restaurant. They also help Drabia to keep the woman from escaping.

Drabia approached Ansel who fell asleep in the car. Ansel was actually exposed to sleeping pills from the woman's mouth.

Sedangka Hafshah who certainly must have swallowed a little sleeping medicine in his mouth earlier, looks drowsy. The woman should not have run away. It turns out that his brain is no longer operating to think. You idiot!

Shortly waiting, Mr. Ilham and police officers came to secure the Hafshah.

"What happened?, why did Ansel get caught?" cerca Pak Ilham saw a sleeping Ansel sitting in the car.

"The woman did a scene of seventeen years and above" answered Drabia annoyed. The sanctity of her husband's lips has been taken away by that damn woman. Begin if it does not give the right husband, so in the canong other women have the lips of her husband.

"What's that?" Pak Ilhan pura innocen.

Drabia rolled his eyeballs, he sighed. Ansel sometimes thought too straight and innocent, making Drabia used to often judge him. And Ansel is also sometimes very easy to trust with others. But there he is, Ansel has not believed him in the past.

"Yes, bring the stupid boy home" said Mr. Ilham.

"How can I bring her home. If he sleeps in the steering wheel" Drabia said.

"Bring me in my car" Lea bargained.

"Yes, just let the car stay here. Later tell the driver to take it" continued Mr. Ilham.

Mr. Ilham also helped Drabia get Ansel out of the car, moving him to Lea's car.

Mr. Ilham sighed, immediately remembering how Drabia tried to get Ansel out of the car that almost exploded. How much Drabia cared and loved Drabia long ago, even though Ansel did not like it.

"Our father went home first" said Drabia, who sat holding Ansel in the passenger seat of Lea's car.

"Yes dear" replied Mr. Ilham with a sparkling face. It's good to see his daughter happy, to get the man he loves.

"Om, we go first" said Lea again who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Be careful, do not speed" replied Mr. Ilham.

Lea drove his car, Mr. Ilham stepped foot towards the police who arrested Hafshah who was also asleep.

"Why did he get away?" ask Mr. Ilham.

Actually Hafshah was caught by the police before. But seeing the psychiatric condition of Hafshah while in prison, the police handed Hafshah to the Physician fsychologist. Somehow, the woman was able to escape from the hospital where she was treated.

"We also do not know for sure sir. But it looks like someone helped him escape our surveillance" the policeman replied.

Actually Mr. Ilhan felt sorry for seeing that woman. Get out of the parlor, without any family to back up. Live alone, face life alone. It is fitting that the woman is heavy, until she has a double personality.

"Keep him in treatment until he recovers. I will finance him, but do not let him escape again" said Mr. Ilham.

"Okay sir, then we'll excuse you" the policeman, getting into his car, took the sleeping Hafshah.

Mr. Ilham also left the place.

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