Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Toxic

In this room that bears witness to the history of my household story, what kind of marriage? It felt like yelling at myself every night sleeping befriending the silence of this night roll that became my bedmate, every night just a caress of wind pierced through my skin.

For what I have to fight for it while Rangga mas do not want to live the household heresy with me. The tightness in my chest grew as the night began to greet me, tonight was the night of my husband's bride and I just lamented my own fate forever alone.

"I'm a great and strong woman, surely I can live without Rangga anyway, for almost six months I slept alone without her caress, come on! Arsila you can." I encouraged myself.

I walked to the teak wardrobe there I was looking for a file that I could make a requirement to sue mas Rangga, and did not forget I input the marriage book, that's the main condition.

Do not forget I put in the suitcase I did not leave a little item that I bought my hard work I do not want if my goods left here even a single piece.

Clinting.

Hp butut I was screaming like there was a call coming in and soon a short message followed in, I lazily grabbed the butut hp that was lying on the table, he said, when looking and reading it makes my emotions want to explode, I resentfully reply to the message.

["I don't have any money! You know, every payday I never pool."]

As if asking for money, money.

["Mas, lack of money, make rent and eat a day, and, please promise me that if you have a problem here, you will be a good wife and I will give you my rights as your husband."]

["I don't want to give you money with your young wife, you're good, I'm tired of working while you're enjoying it with other women. And. One more wait for a letter from me. I don't need your caresses.]

Shortly after he called me, my hp butut voice increasingly roared want to be picked up soon, no intention to pick up the phone see who called me already tired of hearing his voice.

I throw it in any direction, bodo period with hpnya if damaged tomorrow buy new HP, after I throw tuh hp butut still roared make myself melt finally I lift.

"Hello!" Ketusku.

"Dryn! Not that I'm grateful to touch you, belagu! Just look beautiful. Naturally if the husband remarried, I'm a famous person, of course, there are many people who invite me to various events" he replied, making this heart even more hate my blood flowing hotter than usual. If he was here in front of me maybe this raw bodem has landed on the cheek of Rangga mas.

"And the other one is that you can be a widow, you lose out if you ask for cere, there are so many beautiful women out there who want to have me, if you make please submit with pleasure I will sign the letter. Just you who bore the cost of our divorce."

Apparently he nantangin me, hey, Ferguso I don't kere, I'm a lot of money you just never know, it's you and your mother who will regret throwing diamonds after gravel covered in mud.

You're gonna have a seizure seeing that I have a nice house and a car or you're gonna beg me to come back. Yes, all this time I worked in the cracker factory owned by Mas Arifin his salary is quite big half I can save and the rest I can donate to my husband-in-law and honey, in saying it is not good anymore. It's not good if I'm smart, beautiful and kind too.

"Why silence, do not have money, already know the cost is expensive, be a song," he concluded mocking me, 'gue not unable, but again think about how the fate of you all without me,' I smiled cynically overshadowing their fate.

"Don't underestimate a woman you hurt Mas, it's precisely you who deserve my love, without me you will not marry an actor. We're kere no bear" I sneered.

"Shut your mouth, she's not a fat lady of my first love."

"Wow, apparently you married a cousin of your own" I quipped.

"I'll never wait for you at home, until you've left the house feeling ne raka for me."

The phone connection broke, maybe Rangga wanted to see me before I really left the house.

Alright I will wait for her as the last meeting between the two of us just consider this a gift for her, I will dress up as pretty as possible, for her to flutter like a water-deprived fish.

Elsewhere, a sexy-looking woman who is sulking at her husband, especially if not fat.

"Mas, we said no love for Narsih," she sulked with a whip of her lips.

"Mas talk like that so that he wants to give money to Mas, have you said how many times if you do not love him, did not we agree from the beginning, right?"

Gendis nods her head, "gold can be there, but remember, if you get the money directly home and do not sleep with her I am not willing to share a husband let alone that," lip gendis showed Rangga's personal belongings.

"Hahaha yes dear, this one is special only for the beloved wife of mas," he said as he kissed the forehead gendis.

"Ga, where are you going?" Ask Ms. Darmi.

"Obsually, ask for money." Terang Rangga's.

"Solicit a lot." Darmi's heartless mother-in-law has allowed her son to remarry without thinking about Arsila's feelings, where is her heart not even a woman?

"Well, does he know where I'm getting married? Don't any of our neighbors know?" Asked Rangga wondering why Arsila could know about him.

"At the very least he bluffs, dah ah, anyway you are ordinary and sure of him, Ga?" Ask doubtfully.

"What Mah" said Rangga.

"Aren't you just cerein him, after all you've married the same fat girl, the dream daughter-in-law of Mama," he said praising gendis makes his nose bloated flattered feeling flattered.

" Yes Mah, but it is expensive. Let him divorce me, free of charge." This family is really shameless.

"Important to drain the wallet first Mas," timpal gendis with a smile.

"You're pinter?"

"Who first!"

"Snake." Say them with laughter.

the toxic family, indeed there is no shame, asking for money to others.although Arsila son-in-law but do not deserve such treatment. Where is Bu Darmi's heart as a woman.