Please Let go of me
Chapter 47 - The fight of two wives

Zufar again read the message sent via his first wife's mobile phone, there is a discrepancy from the contents of the message. The overflowing anger stopped quickly, he immediately read the message and looked at the photo and zoomed in to make it clear. "Holy never said this, and his photos were not genuine either. Is he in trouble?" his monologue was very surprised, because too quickly emotions made him narrow-minded. 

He contacted Holy's cell phone again but it was not connected, it made him more suspicious and something was wrong. Immediately call the assistant to see him, want to discuss it quickly. 

The door opened, Zufar immediately greeted the assistant kindly making the subordinate frown. "What's up, sir?"

"Look, I want you to track down my wife's number." 

"Okay sir, give me some time to track it down."

"Hem, do it fast." 

Doni's assistant immediately acted quickly, his ability to track no doubt, just tracking a mobile number made his job even easier. Tinkering with a computer with very fast fingers, the eyes focus forward when entering some code. "Can!" he said that excitedly, making Zufar slightly smile in relief.

"Good, if Mr Simon comes and asks you a question? Just tell me I have a problem that can't be left behind, and you take care of it as long as I'm gone. Don't forget to call the police!" tell Zufar who ran out of the room to the location where the wife was.

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Siska smiled happily, she had already managed to execute her plan. The smile that expanded on the face disappeared again when Saints suddenly woke up. He was very upset and also furious, glancing at the wood that was not far from him. Laying the wood was about to hit his mad brother, but it didn't happen. The hijab-wearing woman tries to defend herself, fighting injustice with all her might. 

Suci quickly dodged, looking into his honey eyes that did not expect the perpetrator.

"Siska, you?"

"Why? You surprised?" sahut Siska who laughed creepily, walked up to the hijab woman and played the wood in her hand.

"I didn't think it was you who set me up. What is your real intention? You even stained Zufar's mas food, what's your purpose?" holy Tanya who was very angry, now she knew about the intentions of her honeymoon sister.

"I want to be his only wife, and master the treasure of Zufar mas," Siska said casually.

Suci accidentally saw her honey stomach flattened, she was very surprised. "So you lied to everyone?"

"Don't slander Zufar, '" said the Holy One, angered by the words of his mad brother.

Siska laughed creepily because the woman was confused, very fond if her elder sister was in trouble. "Why indeed? Is there a problem? It's up to you to believe it or not, but one thing you should know is that Zufar won't believe you." There is a tone of emphasis and also a threat.

It was as if time had stopped for a while, making him understand nothing. Suci tried to understand what his mad brother was planning. "What do you mean?" inquiringly.

"Of course slander yourself, the game has just begun." Siska laughed happily, and showed a photo on her phone. The Sacred Photo along with the other man in bed, he laughed in satisfaction regarding his victory. 

"That's not me!" 

"Indeed, what can't be done in a sophisticated age? Just edit your pictures." 

"What's? Why do you have Siska?" Suci was saddened by what his mad sister had done.

"I don't have a choice." Siska shrugged her shoulders lightly, no guilt was visible on her face. 

Siska could not wait to eliminate her rival, floating the wood to the Holy body, until the hijab-wearing woman was injured in her hand.

"Oh," the pained Holy Ringist, he disliked the woman's oppression and replied with his bare hands, for the sake of the baby who was residing in her womb.

The two women got into a fight, they attacked each other and also dodged the attacks. Suci continues to protect himself as much as possible, does not have the provision of martial arts and only has the capital to protect his fetus.

"Wow, it turns out that you can avoid my attack." Siska again hit her opponent on the leg, happy to see the moans from Saints. 

Suci walked limping, immediately picking up whatever objects were in range, he threw towards Siska to stall for time at the sight of her phone. "That's my phone, I have to call Zufar's mas." His mind gradually reached out.

Not yet Suci reached out, Siska first hit the fingers of the Holy hand to leave a reddened mark and a little fresh blood. 

Siska was about to hit her honeymooner, but the sound of a loud door kick distracted both of them.