
"What Ay? You ask all the assets of the house, the land, the vehicles to be renamed in your name? Why is it suddenly like this, Ay?"
Through a phone call, Awan relentlessly sorted his temple when suddenly Cahya asked for something that seemed rushed. Moreover, this is all about the transfer of the names of assets that he has. More precisely the gono-goni treasure that he got after marrying his wife.
Mega who heard the request of the rightful wife of the lover through loudspeaker mode can also only frown because suddenly the woman raised the conversation about the transfer of the names of assets belonging to the cloud.
Mega tried to chimed in, but was hastily prevented by Awan. Clouds seem not to want if until the existence of Mega known by the wife. Mega could only comply with Awan's request by being forced despite his feelings of wanting to protest.
"Not suddenly, Mom. For a long time I wanted all the assets of the house, land and vehicles to be in my name. Therefore, right on my birthday I deliberately asked for it. Can you please, Mas?"
"But Ay, it's like a sudden all-around. Can't we talk about it when I get home? Not over the phone like this?"
"Please take this as a penance because you have reneged on your promise. You're the one who said you'd be home on my birthday, but it didn't come either."
The clouds let out a rough breath. Actually, from now on he was getting ready to return home but was blocked by Mega. Even Mega teased him with body curves that seemed so exciting. As a result, the intention to go home lost to the turbulent na*fsu in the chest.
"Alright Ay, I will comply with your request. I'm gonna move on to name all the assets I have in your name. But not with the company."
"No problem, my. Besides, I also can't handle your company. So I don't want it."
"Okay, I'll take care of everything later. But maybe I'll be home tomorrow afternoon. Because I still have a job in Semarang that I have to finish. How's it?"
"Emmmmm .... You don't have to rush home, Mom. Finish your work well. I said tomorrow you don't come home, it doesn't matter either. You just have to call our lawyer to take care of all the asset name-switching like I want."
"Alright, I will contact Mr. Pras to take care of everything. Tomorrow you can meet him."
"Okay, tomorrow I will meet with Mr. Pras. Oh right, don't you want to give me a happy birthday?"
The clouds smiled awkwardly. He scratched the end of his nose that didn't itch. He forgot to say happy birthday to his wife.
"Happy birthday to my wife. May you always be happy. Once again I'm sorry about work, I can't celebrate with you."
"No problem, my. With my request that you have fulfilled, it is enough for me. Be careful in Semarang. Remember, there is no need to rush home if your work is not finished. I'll be fine."
"Okay Ay, thank you so much for your understanding."
"Yes, I'm closing. I love you!"
"I love you too!"
The clouds hung up when they heard a note of tut, tut, tut from across. The man again rubbed his face rough, this sudden request of Cahya still left a question in the chest.
"You're not wrong to give all the assets you have to your wife?"
Mega seems not to accept the request of his lover's legitimate wife. Just like the Clouds, the woman was also a little suspicious because suddenly Cahya asked for that.
"It's Han, it doesn't matter Cahya asks for everything. It's not worth much more than he's asking for the company."
The clouds thought for a moment. "Maybe three billion, Han!"
Mega was shocked half-dead with both eyes perfectly rounded. "Crazy, three billion do you consider worthless? Are you kidding me?"
"It's Han, you don't have to think about it. It's all meaningless than he knows our relationship. I'll fulfill all Aya's requests so she doesn't suspect my moves."
"But it's all worth far beyond what you've given me. I'm not sincere Mas if what I get is far below your legal wife."
The clouds smiled knotingly as they stroked the cheeks of this dark lover gently. "You take it easy, Han. The house, the mobi, the diamond I gave you, the little things I gave you. As time goes by, I'll give you everything you want."
"Is that really how you are?"
"Hehem ... Origin...."
"What is it?"
"Originally you can always satisfy me in bed. Hows it? Are you willing?"
Mega chuckles softly. The thing about the bed, was just something easy for the woman. "That's for sure, Mas. I will always satisfy you!"
A smile rises on the lips of the clouds. The man's hand began to re-explore the twin hills of the woman who was still not wrapped in a thread. The touch automatically makes Mega's body wander like a hot worm.
"Then let's repeat it again!" said Awan while menin*dih Mega body under his body.
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In a different place, Cahya's tears flowed back shortly after she ended her conversation with Cloud over the phone. His chest seemed to be overstretched by a large chunk of rock, feeling so tight that it made it hard to breathe.
Pretending not to know the cheating of the husband when in fact he has known all, really makes him feel pain that is immeasurable. The heart churns between wanting to fight or letting. Want it to feel this moment also he followed the husband to catch the affair directly. But it turns out his common sense is more dominating, so he can still think clearly.
Cahya scooped up the air deeply. Trying to fill his chest cavities with the rest of the oxygen that is still in this room. Slowly, he wiped his tears that had flowed.
"I have to play pretty. I'll pretend to be a bo*doh woman who never knew my husband's affair while I lay out a plan to end it all."
Cahya moved from her sitting position. He swung his legs to enter his private room. He again received a map containing several certificates of assets belonging to the cloud.
The corner of Cahya's lips was raised upwards. He looked at these precious letters.
"The new game will begin. You were wrong to try to fight me. Just look, there will be what surprises I will give you. Before you didn't have such an abundant treasure like this. I'll make sure you go back to being a Cloud that has nothing left."
The pain felt by Cahya, now seemed to be covered by a deep disappointment to the husband. The glint of anger and resentment seemed to be emanating clearly on the look on the face of the woman who was now exactly twenty-eight years old.
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