Only a Debt Relay Husband
Husband Debt Relief 10

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The sound of the motor stopped right in front of the house. Ratih was really reluctant to go out to see Hari's face. The shadow of romance Today at dusk made a mixed taste in him. Anger, disgust, disgust, disgust, annoyance, anyway all that bad feeling now filled his heart. It even felt like Ratih wanted to be able to hit the face today as well.

Perhaps it is true that he is a new person who comes to the love life of Day and Cita. But their current position is husband and wife. Both Day and the woman should know the limits and not even become more free to relate.

" or maybe before marrying me they are like that. Nauzubilla. "

Ratih shuddered as he recalled the incident earlier this afternoon. He rubbed his stomach gently. Saying good things and words to encourage each other.

" We have to be strong, son. We cannot be weak. We need to get justice."

The sound of Ratih's room door being knocked by Hari. From outside the room, the man called out to Ratih very gently and sweetly. Hari said that he brought cheese cassava to his wife. Trainy clenched her hands. The woman tiptoed out of the room and upon opening the door of the room a slap Ratih lay on Hari's cheek.

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" Ratih, whatever you are. Brash wife. Husbands come home from work instead of being welcomed. Don't you have any rules, never been taught!"

" Related to go home from work, not to go home from sex with ******does not know yourself. San don't talk to me about rules. I know exactly what I have to do to deal with a man like you!"

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Day was shocked to hear the words of Ratih. How could Ratih know what he was doing with Cita earlier. Wait, Hari tried to look at Ratih's face. Whether his wife was just talking origin or really knew what he had done.

" why? Shocked, asked, where do I know. Mas inget, as smart as you hide something will definitely be found out. What you're hiding is a rotten carcass, it's obviously easy to smell the stench."

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" Arghhhh, marahin mas. You're hurting me."

The day slapped into Ratih's face. He then gripped Ratih's wrist very firmly and threw Ratih's body on the bed.

Day was very angry and did not accept Ratih likening his relationship with Cita like a rotten carcass. The day with the heart he strangled the neck of Ratih. Ratih tried to rebel, he lashed Hari's hand. But his power was clearly not as strong as midday.

Ratih then smiled towards Hari with his neck in a giggle, "Just kill me. It's better than me living with a million pains you're giving." Trained to say the sentence with a stifled voice. But Hari can still hear it.

As if sober, Hari instantly released her hand from Ratih's neck. The man pulled his body back. Until it hits the wall. Ratih. Hari's hand that was perched on Ratih's neck clearly left a reddish mark.

" Why stop, scared? It would be good if I died. You can happily fornicate with that woman. Inget sin mas, hiiih if I am afraid. From now on, sleep in another room. I don't want to room with a guy who fucks another woman."

The hand of the day was raised up, the position was ready to slap Ratih. But instead of retreating, Ratih went forward to position his face. " Want a slap again, do as much as you do."

Practice closing the door and locking it tightly. He touched his own chest. His heart was beating hard, his tears were shed. It turns out that he is not as strong as he thinks. Ratih sniffled in his room. He wept as if remembering all the deeds of Hari.

" O Allaah, what kind of man am I really marrying? Why he was so happy with his wife. Betrayal, adultery, beating, strangling, after this what else is Allaah. Where should I start asking for justice for my life and the life of this child you put in my womb."

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At the house of the mother-in-law, Sarti from afternoon nagged incessantly because the awaited Ratih never came. Many times he contacted Ratih but was not also answered. Moreover, it's already 21:00 p.m. It was already impossible for Ratih to come.

" Ibuk ngopo anyway, from earlier muter-muter ndak clearly so."

" Naah metu (out) also you. I'm waiting for Ratih. Katane wants to come here but it's not visible tonight."

Watik furrowed his eyebrows, he was thinking what his mother wanted to tell his sister-in-law to come here. By the way Ratih, Watik just remembered that he had not left for a few days to the store. He then ran inside and opened his phone. Lots of calls and messages coming from Ratih he found there.

" Fuck, hp I'm silent."

" Watch ... The watik! Come here for a minute."

Watik who was in the room was obviously upset, he had just wanted to watch his favorite show from his mobile phone but Sarti had already called him so loudly. Mending if only calling, Sarti while banging on the door of his room.

" What is a buk malem-malem really."

" That saw Tuna Danu coming again."

Watik rounded his eyes, he turned his head towards the living room. Sitting there, a man and a woman who knew they were husband and wife. Actually there is something strange that approaches Watik's mind. Why is the wife so thoroughly mixed, who does not know Mira. That woman is beautiful. Compared to him, it is obviously very far away.

With great force, Watik follows Sarti to find Danu and Mira. He sat next to Sarti with his head bowed. Unexpectedly, Mira immediately grabbed both hands and said something that made Watik again thought out.

" Marry Mas Danu ya Wat. I beg. You're the only one I want to be my honey."

Watik could only be dumbfounded to hear Mira's words. How could the beautiful woman ask another woman for her husband's marriage.

Until Danu and Mira go Watik fate is silent. He was in a dilemma with his heart. Whether to accept Danu or still hope in Parman who until now lost without news.

In the street Danu and Mira look at each other and smile widely. " Are you sure he wants a mas?"

" I'm sure I will, I'll give you a dowry that won't allow him to refuse. Let's see if he still refuses if 100 million we love him."

" Hahahha, you're always cunning mas."

TB

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