My Wife Drabia's
04.I'm not a cheap woman

"You're what the fuck, Kevin!. You're seeing this woman again!" snatched that woman named Sifa. Take a drink glass from the table, splash it on Drabia's face.

Buar !

"Mom! your husband is approaching us. Why are you angry with my friend?" Lea kicked the table in front of her. Do not accept Drabia humiliated in public. Leah pulled Sifa's hand from Drabia's head.

"Aw!" moaned Drabia, instead of the woman's hands loose, even stronger pulling Drabia hair.

"I'm sure they've made an appointment before" Sifa replied growled.

"Don't have any proof?" ask Lea again.

"You want proof?" Sifa took her husband's handphone and opened the WA app." Here" Sifa pointed out the WA her husband sent to Drabia.

Lea was silent reading Mr. Kevin's message to invite Drabia to meet. Leah turned her eyes to Drabia's face.

"There's something we need to talk about, so I asked him to meet" Kevin explained.

Hearing that, Ansel's jaw hardened, he stood up from his chair to move his feet toward Drabia. Without aba, he pulled Drabia's arm roughly. The Drabia hapir fell to the floor.

"Ansel" surprised Drabia, he did not know that Ansel was in the cafe that too from earlier.

"Let's go home" Ansel dragged Drabia out of the cafe.

Arriving at the parking lot, Ansel pushes Drabia roughly into his car, and closes the door rudely. Then following the entrance sitting in the driver's seat, forwarding it directly at high speed.

Drabia can only cry in silence while fixing her messy hijab, no matter what Ansel is speeding.

After arriving, Ansel parked his vehicle with the origin in his yard, and immediately stepped down to the door next to Drabia, opening the car door violently.

"Quick down!"

Duk!

"Aw!" Drabia grimaced feeling his head ache from hitting the car door as Ansel pulled him roughly out from inside.

Ansel dragged her roughly into the house, and pushed her into the bathroom that was near the kitchen of the house, then doused her with cold water.

"Is it because I didn't give you the money earlier, you want to sell yourself? Ha !" angry Ansel yells at Drabia." Why should I take care of what you do?."

"Say Drabia!" ansel's shout pushed Drabia to the floor, because Drabia did not answer.

Drabia cried grimacing in pain.

"You want to trick me with that look of yours, cih!." Ansel screeches.

Drabia shook his head, he had no intention of deceiving Ansel or anyone. Purely from his heart, he wanted to change his appearance better.

"Ansel, I'm not what you're accusing me of" said Drabia in her tears."I'm not a cheap woman. I accidentally slept with Mr. Kevin."

"Not intentionally?, how can ?. Did anyone move you while sleeping to that guy's room?. That's how you mean?."

Ansel laughed heartily.

Drabia is silent, he is confused how to explain it to Kevin.

"I don't really care what kind of woman you are, if you're not my wife. But the problem is you're my wife. You're another ex-boyfriend, you embarrass me, that's what I don't accept." Ansel took his breath.

Drabia was a girl who could not be arranged, had free association, who was always dressed in mini and open.Making Ansel never liked Drabia from the first. But now Drabia is his wife.

"But never mind, I think it's better that I don't take care of you, don't care about you" Ansel said again, then left.

Ansel is not the type of man who likes to play rough on women, but just now he got out of control seeing Drabia meet the man named Kevin.

Ansel is the man who is silent in his tribe. Drabia loved the handsome man, admiring everything in the man. But all this time Drabia did not dare to reveal it seeing the gaze of Ansel who never liked it.

**

Morning

After Ansel left for work, Drabia was busy cleaning the house. Although there was a maid, but Drabia wanted to work on it. Let's just say he paid for the food Ansel had provided in the house.

"Non, it's Non, let's have a Aunt" said the middle-aged woman was sorry to see Drabia from earlier doing almost all the work in the house.

"What's wrong Bi" Drabia commented her smile towards the maid.

"So Bibi knows what dong Non is?" sul the Aunt.

"Bi Nina just rest" replied Drabia.

"Eating blind salary dong Bibi, Non. Not good with a handsome boss" said Bi Nina.

Drabia repeated her smile again." No matter what Bi.'s important to do homework."

Bi Nina sighed, pitying to see that master. Bi Nina knew that Drabia was doing her homework, to vent her grief.

Ansel did not consider him a wife. Even since Ansel's anger in the bathroom. Ansel never rebuked her again. Ansel often does not go home.

After doing homework, Drabia went into her room to clean up. After that, Drabia will go to work at one of the Lea family's pastry shops. Lea entrusted the shop to her club.

"Bi ! I'll go first!" drabia exclaimed from the door of his room.

"Yes Non!" suhut Bi Nina from the back of the house. It seemed like Bi Nina was collecting kitchen trash.

Out of the house, Drabia also took an ojek on line that had been in the message first. Drabia did not want to take his car that was in his parents' house. Drabia wants to be independent, she wants to start her life from Zero. Let him now ride on the raft. One day, his life will change for the better.

On his marriage to Ansel, Drabia left it to God. Drabia can only strive to be a better wife. If Ansel can't accept it, what can Drabia do but surrender.

Arriving in front of the cake shop, Drabia got down from the bulge that drove her, and went straight inside the store. The employees are busy working. There was mopping the floor, putting the cake together into a storefront, and there was one that catered to the buyers.

"Assalamu aleikum!" exclaim Drabia, cheerful.

"Walaikum salam" reply all store employees.

"How, safe?" tanya Drabia walks towards the cashier table to help an overwhelmed cashier serve customers.

"Sir" replied the female cashier.

Drabia reviews her smile, then counts the hijab woman's groceries in front of her.

"All two hundred thousand yes Ma'am" said Drabia, who was friendly, while giving a cake that had been put in a bag to the woman in front of him.

"Before a while" replied the woman was busy looking for her wallet in the bag.

"Why Mother?" drabia asked, seeing the woman's forehead shriveling. His face panicked and randomized the contents of his bag violently.

"Oh my God, where is my wallet?" muttered the woman, then exhaled her coarse breath." The cake is not buying. Looks like my wallet's gone."

Drabia commented on his smile, "just bring the cake, later the mother can send the money here" he said.

"No need Ma'am, I telephoned someone first to bring money here" said the woman then grinned.

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