Please, Love Me Husband
Chaptre 44. There's a Rainbow After Rain

"Where's the body? How come there's no?"

The mother and son were like fools who had just lost a very precious one.

"Setu, where's the body?" ask Sirlina's mother to her son.

"Where to know, Mom. I know we're together."

They both stare. Inexhaustible thought they were with corpses that suddenly disappeared.

"Are you sure, son, Copy it's dead?"

"I mean mother?"

"Yes, you didn't see it wrong yesterday? I mean Copy it's really dead or not?"

"Yes, Mom. I also sniff too" said Setu reminded his mother.

"Yes yes. When I checked, she was already dead. Her body was cold as a corpse and there was no breath when mom checked in her nostrils."

"Same, Mom. Setu is also really bad. What you did was the same. I do that too. I'm 100 percent sure that Copy is dead. And if he dies, where's the body?"

"What do-don't he ..... "

"Not dead," interrupted Sirlina's mother.

"Thank God it's not dead. And we're not going to jail either."

"Mother is right" Setu said. They both feel relieved now.

"That means he escaped through the back door, ma'am."

"escaped? Fuck us, son "

"Why, Mom?"

"We're going to be reported to the police, son. On charges of torture and planning of murder. We'll be punished, son. How'this?"

"Mother just relax. Copy can't tell us to the police, ma'am. I'm sure it is. She is in love with me. Maybe he could put me in jail. You know she's dead love to me?" setu said with confidence.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Yes rest assured, Mom. The proof is yes, we have been torturing him for a long time both born and inwardly. But did you see or hear that she complained to the police? Let alone to the police, to his parents he never complained. Isn't she?"

"Yes too, yeah." Sirlina's mother agreed with a long sentence from the son.

"Ah, mom's relieved. Copy did not become dead and we did not go to jail," said Sirlina's mother again with a happy smile. Like someone who just won the lottery.

"Have fun it was mom? Means dear dong same Copy?" setu Tukas.

"What the hell are you? Yes, obviously not. I love myself and my mother and you. Do you or your mother go to jail? Poor right?"

While elsewhere. .

"This is her house. Shrink it? Nantha is afraid that she doesn't like it" Nantha said carefully.

Nantha had opened the door so wide that Salin could see all the way inside.

"Can I come in?"

"Yes can dong, brother. How the hell? We want a survey."

Although Salin was wondering in his heart, why did Nantha directly bring him inside? And...where is the owner of the house? Then, why is the key to the house in Nantha's hands? But Salin stepped on his feet, entering the house.

Later, at the right time he would ask Nantha, a question that stuck in his mind.

"Where? Like?" ask Nantha enthusiastically. He blinked both of his eyelids.

"It's too fancy, Tha. And too big. Fear of not paying later."

Why is Nantha's attitude like hoping Salin chooses this house? What the hell is it? Does Nantha know who owns this house?

"Like it, but ..."

"Yes already. We're calling who has a house. Bentar yes brother. I'll call, but brother's the one who's talking" Nantha bargained.

Although hesitant, but Salin lowered his head weakly. Why should he talk. If Nantha knows, she's the one who should talk. Kan already knows.

The more Copy feels there is something strange here. Actually, what's Nantha's connection to having a home? Again and again Copy could only keep first for a while his question in his heart.

"Ha-hallo, sir."

"Yes, with whom? Can I help you?"

"Sa-I Copy, sir. I want to ask about the rental house in Melati Residence number 17, sir. I'd like....."

"Oh, you want to rent there? May. With pleasure. When's plan?"

No, not yet Salin said he wanted to rent, but it can be guessed by the owner of the voice behind the phone yahh he said the owner of the house.

"I-iya, sir. If I can get to it soon."

"Bby dong. With pleasure "

"Regarding the price, sir?"

"That's easy. To your ability" chirped the homeowner.

Since when is the rental house paid according to the ability of the tenant? This is the first time Copy knows there are such rules. Because as far as it is, even though he never rents a house, the homeowner has set a price. It depends on the technical payment.

"Well then, sir. Thanks." Thanks."

Rushed Copy ended his chatter. He gave Nantha a code to turn off her phone.

Tut

"Why, brother? So then?" ask Nantha enthusiastically.

"Pengen, but it's kind of weird, Tha."

"What does that mean, brother?" Agnesrani Anantha Pradina frowned.

"Why is the payment in accordance with the ability of the tenant?"

"Oh, about that. It is so here, brother. All the houses that are here, he has. And the price is not there either. Those who rent here pay as they can afford" Nantha explained.

"Oh that's it."

Yes, after the prolonged torture against her, both from her mother-in-law and her own husband and the depraved affair committed by Setu, Salin decided to end everything. Including getting out of the mansion immediately.

Fortunately he knew Agnesrani Anantha Pradina, who overheard him looking for a rental house. And here they are now. Copy feels that home is the right fit for him now.

In addition to being far from Setu's reach, the environment in the house was also not too crowded.

Hoping, after coming out of the miserable mansion, she would start everything from zero including her status that would soon become a widow. Yes, Salin will organize his heart, organize his life to make himself happier first and make other shellfish happy, as Alister said.

For the business of mama, papa and his family, at this time he prefers silence first. If something gets caught, change it. And he believes that the lie, his divorce will one day be exposed. His family will know. But he thought of an answer to that later.

At this time the main thing is to get out of the mansion without the knowledge of Setu, her husband and mother Sirlina as her mother-in-law.

At first Alister gave an idea of opinion, a view. The ones who should have come out of the mansion were Setu and his mother. Not Copy the owner of the mansion itself.

Copy the rethink. If he did Alister's idea, then the condition of his marriage would quickly be smelled by his mother and father.

"Copy, you must be strong. You must be tough. Because from now on, from this second, you start it yourself. Living in your own home, living yourself without relying on others. The spirit!"

Copy strengthens itself. Encouraging himself. Hope everything's okay. Hope there is a rainbow after the storm of pain that he received all this time.