Not the Second Wife!
Chapter 65

One week after Jess's return, the woman is still faithful in mute fashion. Kent had to cultivate extra patience to get an apology from his wife's mouth. The man was so patient that every word was only answered by silence.

"Want me make the milk now, baby?" again, Jess doesn't budge. The woman was busy playing cilub ba with her two children regardless of Kent's whereabouts in the room.

"Yes, I'm making it now. So I bring the snacks too, dad down first baby." Kent answered his own questions as usual. After saying goodbye to her two children who did not even understand where Kent was going. The man went to the kitchen to make milk for the wife.

"Make Kent's milk?" ask the mother-in-law who happens to be about to fill a glass teapot to be brought into the room.

"Yes ma, papa hasn't slept? still watching the ball?"

"As usual Kent, your papa can at least see the idle telivisi. Likes to stay up late when old too, not self-conscious." Oceh the in-law mumbled in annoyance.

Kent just smiled. In addition to his hobby of playing chess, the middle-aged man also liked the spectacle of football. No wonder if often attacked by anemia because his in-laws are very diligent in staying up late.

"Papa nyari amusements ma," said Kent to provide a defense.

"So, my mom went into the room first. Jess had a little dinner last night, so bring some cake or some bread into your room. Breastfeeding mothers feel hungry easily, so have to eat often." Remember Kirani before returning to her room.

Kent brought the stock setoples of bread into the room. He knew his wife wouldn't ask him for anything, so Kent took the initiative to do what he could for her.

"I bring you bread, if you're hungry eat it." Said Kent while putting the jar on the nightstand on the side of the bed of the wife.

Jess turned a glance then returned to focus on giving breast milk to the baby. Navya has been asleep since now it is Novandra's turn who still wants to indulge with her mother.

"No bobo yet, baby? bobo yes, pity the mother cape tuh." Kent tries to get the boy to chat to provoke Jess' reaction. But the woman still shook without a sound.

Kent did not give up, he will try to melt his wife's hard heart until it melts again as usual. Although that sounds impossible, because the wounds he has inflicted are so deep and severe.

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At a nightclub, a man was sitting chatting with some of his friends.

"You've changed a little over the last few months j*rk." Said Baim staring at the comrade in arms as he sipped his drink.

"really. Are you starting to repent dude? tell me you found enlightenment while you were climbing up the hill down the valley. Maybe we can follow in your footsteps to become a repentant bastard." Tony's clumsily chimed in. They also chuckled crisply, while Sadam only smiled obliquely.

"I have a daughter I have to look after 24 hours. So? if only to find a woman to warm my bed, I no longer need to seek the services of a ja la ng. I'm getting married soon. Virgin ting ting," said Sadam full of arrogance, making his friends choked together.

"Are you serious?" tony asked in disbelief. How could a bastard like Sadam have thought of the following child marrying a virgin. Tony really does not understand the concept intended by Sadam.

"Sure, I am serious!" sahut Sadam smiled haughtily. "I adopted a child, and I will marry a village girl who is still sealed. Aren't I a very lucky fucking dude, dude?" sadam's story then laughed.

"Are you threatening him bro? it's impossible for a good girl to marry a swamp crocodile like you." Timpal Baim who also still does not believe sadam speech just like that.

"Just kid! I tried hard to approach and you accused me of nothing." Omel sadam dongkol's.

"tell me who that poor woman is, where you found her. You have to share a trick with us in order to find a good woman like you." Tony is now beginning to take his best friend seriously.

"That's confidential. Follow the flow of life, do the little things sincerely. You will definitely get a proper reply. Trust me, I don't get it all by flicking a finger. You also have to fight to get results that match expectations." Sadam's advice now looks to be in wise fashion.

Baim sneered while Tony looked serious in response to the friend's advice.

"Don't forget your wedding invitation dude, I want to be the first one to get acquainted with your wife later." Tony is serious.

Sadam smiled obliquely, "of course! You will be invited to witness my happiness and see the results of my perfect conversion." Sadam jumawa.

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In a small room, a woman was tied to a wooden chair. With her mouth in the duct tape, the woman could only let out a roar of roar like a lion. It was not clear when he was screaming for help.

"Be quiet, lady, you're so noisy!" sniffed an annoyed man. He was in charge of looking after the woman since he first came there brought by his partner.

"Hmmm..hmmm..hmmm..!" hmmm...!" the man pulled the duct tape that was stuck in the woman's mouth violently. It made the woman suffocate to endure the pain.

"Take me off! who are you, why treat me like a criminal like this?" exclaim the angry woman.

"You ask? wondering? think to yourself, miss, you clearly know what your mistake was that you were treated like this." The man replied, the man stared at the woman.

"Tell me who told you to do this lowly thing to me!?" the woman shouted, continuing to move her body to be released. Unfortunately the bond is very strong wrapped around his body.

"I did it, why? you pissed? got mad? didn't I warn you to stay away from my brother, but apparently my warning means nothing to you. Now enjoy my little warning, miss weed." Flora widened both her eyes.

The woman was trying to regulate her breathing roar which was beginning to feel tight. It felt like the oxygen around him was starting to thin when he faced the woman before him again.

Can he shout by saying that he regrets all his actions? but it's like it's too late. By being there, it means that her life is 100 percent under the control of the bar-bar women.

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