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The Mama Alda residence.

"I hate you!!" She screamed while throwing a glass at her wedding photo with her late husband.

PRANK.....!!

Sounds echoed and filled the house the sound echoed the broken goods, combined with the screams of a woman who groaned in frustration. Mama Alda grabbed her hair. He was drunk this time.

This is the way he has been using for years to deal with the whack of inner pressure. One fact that her husband ran away with his own secretary and left her who was pregnant, made her fall. And all that ended with the news of the death of the two involved in a fatal accident.

But unfortunately, the child has inherited the D4 polymorphism gene from the father. Reporting from ABC News, the gene is called D4 polymorphism, or abbreviated as DRD4. This gene does not directly make someone who has it into a cheat, because everyone actually has this gene.

The difference is the size and the variant of the gene. Someone who has the DRD4 gene with certain variants and larger sizes will have more potential for cheating.

Keep in mind, the hormone dopamine is a hormone that will only be produced by the brain when you are feeling happy or excited. So, to stimulate your brain to produce this hormone, you have to do a fun activity.

Keep in mind, the hormone dopamine is a hormone that will only be produced by the brain when you are feeling happy or excited. So, to stimulate your brain to produce this hormone, you have to do a fun activity.

For those who have such specific variants of this gene will require more stimulus than others.More stimulus means more activity. Those who have the DRD4 gene with certain variants will eventually be more often looking for pleasure.

So, the ancients were not wrong to say, Before marriage, first look at the seedlings, bebet, and weights. Wh-wh-what for? Yes to this, so that his son is not entangled with the cheating who will only incise wounds and tears.

Altez, still sitting and staring at Yania with the true form of Jeri. Without dark dye on the skin, without glasses thick and also without the curly hair. Everything Yeri has let go, not for nothing, but He is planning something big that might make Altez suffer someday.

"Yeri....? Yeri yang.. when SD..." His speech was stamped Kala remembering one name that had once been the material of the plug.

"Is that really you fat Yeri?" Her master dam only got a cold flat gaze from Yania.

Yania nodded arrogantly. "Yes it was me. Remember it now?" Holding it with a whack of annoyance.

Of course He was upset, after all the insult and caused him to fall for many years because of the Avoidant personality disorder he suffered, and He could just forget it? Hmh! sickening!

Altez immediately sat down on the floor and held onto Yania's hands. He looked down and his gaze was shady not daring to look at the wife.

"Yeri, I've been looking for you for years. I really want to apologize for that incident. I didn't mean to make you leave school. I was just kidding around that time..." Said Altez who spoke softly, implying a deep seriousness and sincerity.

Is he really sorry? or.... Is this just his reason for me to submit? Hmh! it's not that easy, Eza.

"After that day, Mama beat me all out she was very angry with me. But Papa stood up for me and Papa left after the fight. Two days later, I heard that my father had died. My mom was pregnant with my sister, and Mama was almost crazy because of Papa's death. Everyone, it's all because of me." Altez lowered his tears.

The crocodile tears! if the intention is to find why not from the first? If you want to apologize, why wait this long?

Inner Yania protested.

"You got a sister?" Yania was interested in another plot. Instead of being interested in the melow story of her Husband.

"There, his name is Albian Basman for 7 years he has never returned to this city. He's settled somewhere in this country." Altez raised his head.

Her eyes were wet and she was fond of "Yeri, forgive me. I was just kidding." Say again.

Yania brushed aside Altez's hand and looked at him with a murderous look. "Is everything okay if it comes with the word JOKING? Even if it is, I honestly say, your jokes aren't funny at all." Said Yania who then chose to go into her room.

While Altez can only be silent staring at the back of the wife who is increasingly away and swallowed by visibility.

Actually, after that incident. Altez also got his reply. All that he knew, all happened because of his mistake. In fact, his father left the house not because of trivial things, but because his father was fond of cheating and Altez recorded it as a result of his mistake.

"Yes! ii'm sorry... Yeah.., Yaya!" Lirih Altez called while banging on the door of his wife's room.

Sounds from the inside, "Go! I want a break! don't be noisy!!" Ketus Yania kicked Altez out of his doorstep.

Instantly no longer heard the sound of knocking on the door.

Yeah, it's my fault. I'm the one who's responsible for everything. Papa's departure, Mama's anger, and now, the rampage of the woman I once despised who is now my wife.

In the morning at the residence of a couple who often clash their mouths.

Breakfast was neatly arranged at the table, the dish was very appetizing. The newly awakened Yania almost clapped her hands when she saw him. Also the house that looks very neat is not as usual.

"Good Morning!" Hello Altez to the wife who still has a tangled face.

At dawn, Yania was awake, but finished with her worship she went back to sleep and only woke up at 7 am.

"Houamzz!" Yania yawned and scratched her nape. What a disgusting crumpled face. "Who's cooking, you?" Yania asked as she yawned, what a sight....

"Well, I hope you can eat." Said Altez who felt doubtful about the results of his own cooking.

Yania looked flat and ordinary as if nothing had happened before making Altez confused to see her.

"Don't do it, that's fine." Yania said by feeding a mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Just white rice and cow's eye eggs, and Yania enjoyed it without protest. Even fried eggs are only in half-cooked ceplok and sprinkled with fine salt.

Altez, followed Yania and started feeding a spoonful of rice into her mouth. Tasteless, even salty not so pronounced. But he ate it with gourmand. I can't imagine if I gave this to my other women, they would have spewed it out straight away. But my wife.., she's very simple and legowo even though her father is rich.

"Em. about last night...." Not yet done Altez spoke, Yania had already raised her hand asking Altez to stop talking.

What's so nice, eating me until he doesn't want to be disturbed first? Altez was only able to obey and obey Yania's orders.

Yania finished with her meal and chose to sit in the back garden of her room without locking the door, which meant Altez could enter and overtake her as if she was allowing.

Yania brews her own milk and this time it is not bitter coffee. I don't know but it's not every day Yania consumes coffee in the morning.

"May I sit down?" Altez asked who looked so guarded his attitude in front of his wife as if afraid to make mistakes.

Yania nodded and started to open her laptop, she just tied the origin of her hair and did not wear her minus glasses. Actually his eyes are fine, thick glasses are just a variation.

"Yes, I'm really sorry about you." Altez said earnestly.

"Baby, Eza. I've forgiven you for that." But don't expect me to forget!

"really?" Altez asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yes." Yeah." Yania replied briefly and indifferently.

Is he forgiving or what? his face did not look willing.

Online classes began, some students were confused, only one person was staring in admiration at the figure of the teacher before him.

"I...who is this? where's Ms Yania?" Ask one of the students.

"This is Ms. Yania Gaish.. have you forgotten?" Said Tania who was smiling looking at the panic and confusion on the faces of her students.

"Where's the white injecting mom? May dong Bu tell you. spill dikitlah the same price place." Said his disciple again.

"Oh, it's a little far and expensive anyway." Yania lied to her students.

"Where's Mom, where?" They were boisterous and curious.

Yania laughed amusedly. "In Thailand, it's pretty cheap."

"Well, Thailand?" They all admired the new appearance of his teacher.

"But it looks pretty natural huh?"Vito's chirps sounded so clear and made Altez sharpen his hearing and He even narrowed his eyes.

While Yania, she downed her saliva slowly with great difficulty. In front of her was now her husband and there was also a student and a man who had been in her message. Instantly his body became cold hot.

"So, dong! Now we start yes. Read the poem you made yesterday." Yania said. "Who wants to go first?" Ask the students.

"I'm Mom!" Vito, he again and I don't know what the poem is this time.

...Queen in my heart...

Been in the heart since that day.

The day that you and I combined that timid flavor.

O beautiful woman long-spirited, you,

O good woman, blackish,

Don't you know, if on this throne I wait?

Waiting for yourself as a filler,

As Queen in the heart.

I miss your soft voice

I miss your warm kiss

I miss your sweet lip smile

If only I had endless courage,

If only I had enough supplies until later we arrived at the contest,

I've made sure you'll make mine until the end of the breath in the body.

My beautiful woman, remain the Queen of my heart.

Yania is amazed by Vito. He smiled at the end of Vito reciting his poem and the smile was the same.

What exactly does the boy want? why make it like this?

Indirectly, Yania blushed and both her cheeks flushed red. Indeed it is a poem that Vito deliberately made and aimed for the teacher owner of his heart since the day of their meeting in the apartment.

"Well to read poetry?" Altez asked with his sour face.

"Look?" Yania snorted and hid the smile behind her laptop. He's blushing right now.