My wife's a fraud
Cruel Plan

Arki kissed the long-haired beautiful woman with a burning spirit. They are immersed in the joyful struggle before the Gita. Arki looked at Gita, a smile full of contempt drawn on his face. He doesn't care about Gita being there and is busy with her women. So warm and warm their game. While Gita cries and keeps asking Arki to stop. The horrible scenes keep repeating.

“Mbak!”

“Mbak Gita!”

“Mbak Gita!”

“Mbak!”

As Gita's eyes were awake, sweat soaked her body, feelings of panic and fear surrounded her. Her tears came down and washed the pillow. Gita woke up with a breath of breath. His eyes stare around. The view of the room in her new home and Risa was there.

There is no Arki. There was no beautiful woman in his dream.

“Mbak Gita nightmare again?” asked Risa who looked worried.

How not to worry. Her half-brother cried every night in his sleep, calling out the name of Arki and waking up with sadness in his eyes. It has been three weeks since they hid from Arki, but apparently her stepbrother is still being overshadowed by her husband.

Risa does not dare to ask the reason Gita left Arki, then chooses to hide herself. She knew for a moment that Arki would send Risa to prison, Gita must have experienced unpleasant things with her as well.

“I take warm water first yes,” said Risa then rushed to the kitchen and returned with a glass of warm water.

Gita immediately downed the water, now she is more calm sitting on the bed. His head was dizzy and his body was limp. She can't stop dreaming about Arki and the woman she saw in the video Basuki gave her. His heart was so wounded that the picture kept spinning in his brain. Even in the subconscious, it haunts him.

“You're sleeping again, Ris.” Gita saw the clock on the wall still showing at 1 am. Risa must have heard him cry and rushed to check on him again, almost every day.

“It's really okay? I think Mama Gita should go to the doctor, ask for sleeping pills. Maybe to a psychologist to confide,” Risa's advice.

“No need. Why to psychologists, macem rich people just spend money just to vent. I slept again!” gita said reluctantly.

“But Mbak Gita is a nightmare every day. Maybe Mbak Gita traumatized the same Mas Arki—”

“Do not mention his name! I don't want to hear that name anymore.”

Risa instantly clenched her mouth. “Yes I slept again. Later in the morning I have to OSEK, so need enough rest, let my face glowing meet sister level,” said Risa flirtatious. She then leaves Gita and returns to her room.

Gita chuckles with Risa's behavior that is still as flirtatious as it used to be. Typical behavior of teenagers who must always look beautiful and trendy. Gita was quite grateful to be accompanied by Risa in her concealment, at least her days were not so quiet. Although in fact they are not brothers who get along enough, but Risa often comforted him.

After all, they have grown up together throughout life. Gita sees Risa being born and brings her up. Risa's annoying nature gradually subsides due to their stepmother's absence here.

Usually the teenager likes to fight and behave arbitrarily, so that there is no day without war and fighting with the Gita. But maybe that's the relationship in general. Not always happy and full of love.

Gita is later reminded of Ela and Irma, two brothers of different natures who remain together in old age. Ela, who is divorced from her husband and Irma, who was left behind by her husband, then decides to live together to strengthen each other.

She would probably live like that too with Risa. Probably not either. Obviously Risa has a future and will get married one day. Now the shadow of living alone scares the Gita.

What if no one saves her when she has a nightmare about Arki?

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“Mbak Git, you know what? There was a group of people I fit OSEK there was a very cute one. And he's like deketin I'm like that. Where to ask for HP numbers again. Great am I? Not a day of college already there are those who fall short,” said Risa with a cherry talking about her first day in college.

“I think I have an idea to make additional income later. We make a bento business like that, Ma'am. There were so many who praised my beautiful provisions and aesthetic made Mbak Git,” Risa said proudly while bribing food to the mouth.

“Bikin warteg, so? I'm tired of being alone. Would you like to help?”

Gita did think of opening a food stall like Mia. But if he does it himself without help, it might get overwhelmed. The thought of cooking a lot of menus makes him tired. Moreover, lately his body is very weak, Gita often dizzy and weak. Just wanna lie down all day. Perhaps the influence of the many burdens of thoughts and shadows about Arki that do not want to be lost.

“No. No. Warteg is so old, he says it's a food stall. The menu is more modern, or make a bakery. Sell beautiful Korean cakes. Git can do it, right? I must have helped. Promotion on campus, in sosmed, to neighbors as well, Okay.” Risa was so excited about her idea.

“Hmm .. later I think again, which is like it should be planned carefully. Our money is still a lot, but if it is too splashy make a business and do not see the market, it could be a failure.”

“Start deh. Si Gita son of an accountant who calculations,” said Risa mendelik. “What if we open PO first bento beautiful to my college friends? Can also open PO make cookies, fudge brownies, bento cake, dimsum. Let us all research consumers like or not. Later we choose will make what business, the most desirable, fortunately many, and the process is not too complicated. How?”

Gita chuckles. “Since when did you become pinter gini?”

“In the field there is a business skills program dong, Mbak. That's why I'm now majoring in Business and Marketing. You're exclaiming.”

Their conversation was then cut short by the sound of a knock on the door. Instantly they were silent and staring at each other on standby. Who's nightly visiting their hideout? For a moment Gita thought that Arki had found her.

Gita immediately peeked out from behind the window. It turned out that Basuki was with two of his bodyguards. Gita opened the door for him.

“So, my arrival here would like to announce something to Mbak Gita and Risa,” Basuki said. They are now sitting in the living room comfortably.

“What's the problem?” ask Gita beware.

“On your stepmother. Yesterday we found Bu Ani in Pluit area, when will ask her to come with you, Bu Ani instead ran and got hit by a truck.” Basuki explained slowly the sad news.

“Mother ..” said Risa then her tears broke.

Gita only stared in shock at Basuki, with her eyes round in horror. Her stepmother was hit by a truck. Things Gita could hardly believe. Gita did not like her wicked stepmother long ago. However, hearing it was already lifeless tragically as it still made his heart plaintive.

“We are sorry for the incident and also want to apologize for not being able to save Bu Ani. It's actually not polite to talk about right now. But Bu Ani's condition was barely recognizable. We will use this unpleasant incident as a complement to the scenario of Bu Gita's departure. We will use and fake Bu Ani's forensic data, so that Mas Arkian knows the body is Mbak Gita.”

“You deliberately did make my stepmother get hit for this? So this is the scenario Mr Arya promised?” gita said she did not expect it to be cruel and cruel Aryan plans. There's no way her stepmother got hit in the middle of her escape.

“It was an accident and it was inevitable. We're just using this tragic moment for camouflage. No harm, no?”

“You took people's lives and said there was no harm? Sane no!”

Gita is now ambushed by fear. Maybe today her lifeless stepmother. One day when the Gita is no longer needed, it may be his turn that is lost from the world. Gita regrets working with Arya. Playing with fire until he would burn was not left.

“Mbak Gita does not want to quarrel with Mr. Arya, right? Save Gita's moral judgment for yourself. We are back to the initial deal already approved,” Basuki said coldly.

“I want to meet mom,” sela Risa while shedding tears.

“Please sorry. But you won't meet with Ms. Ani. We will hand over the body of Bu Ani to Mas Arkian and his family according to his false identity as Mbak Gita. Don't think about coming to his final resting place! We'll keep an eye out for you guys not to go anywhere.” Basuki. “Well. In addition to delivering the sad news. I am here to request samples from Mbak Gita and Risa for forensic purposes later,” he continued without a care.

The two people who accompanied him immediately came forward to Gita and Risa. Take samples of hair, skin epithelium, dar ah, and anything else they need to strengthen the medical evidence that the lifeless one there is the Gita.

Now the Gita is gone, for Arki.