Rice Shell For My Husband
Chapter 4 - Victory of the legitimate wife

Sulastri was surprised to hear a voice that snapped at him, the first time seeing the anger of Arman who always pursued his love, while Rima smiled satisfied to see the defense of the husband in front of the actor. 

"Well, it turns out that the efficacy of mak Itam is very efficacious. Mas Arman who used to look like he hated me now defends me instead of that itchy actor." He muttered in his heart, seeing the action of the bride debate.

"Mas, we've prepared this event and tomorrow is our wedding." Sulastri said that he raised intonation to not accept unfair treatment to happen to him. 

"I don't want to marry you, my wife Rima is much prettier and has skills." Bela Arman's. 

"Heh, sneaky woman. You must have seduced my future husband and poisoned his mind," the sarcophagus of Sulastri pushed Rima's almost staggered body back. 

Lucky Rima did not fall, she ran up to Sulastri and replied, pushing her body to the ground. "You should be self-aware, he is my husband and deserves my rightful wife. Not like you with a pretty face, but nothing can be. Pelakor itches with doom, so feel it." He said with a mocking smile, liked this game to be able to turn things around.

"You must be watching Arman, where he might suddenly love you." Sulastri remained steadfast in his opinion, even though it was true that Rima would not tell him either. 

"Quite Sulastri!" snapped Arman as he slapped her on the woman's cheek, a debate Rima liked so much. 

The neighbors began to arrive, they were all very curious about what was happening and came to surround the place in droves. The mothers of the complex began to smile and support what Arman did to Sulastri, they also did not like women who snatch people's husbands. 

"Huh, feel that. The victor deserves to be humiliated, I'm more in favor of the position of legitimate wife." Reveal one of the mothers who raised the corner of the lips while a sharp gaze pointed at the object he saw. 

"Yes, I also support legitimate wives, if watching this is more exciting." 

Rima playing her eyes caught the number of people who heard the conversation, she smiled with satisfaction. "Your day of destruction has begun Sulastri." He muttered silently smiling. 

"I can't do that, I'm going to marry you. Is this the reply I received after giving it all to you, huh?" Sulastri raised his voice while wiping away the tears that continued to flow profusely through the cheeks. 

"Udah yes Mas, I am lazy to hear your debate. If you still love her, I'm not forcing you either." Rima decided to leave that place. 

"Mas, you don't stay with me!" Sulastri tries to hold Arman back, but luck does not stand with him when the future husband decides to pursue his legal wife. 

"Mas Arman, you can't treat me like this, Mas!" squealing Sulastri who was crying sobbed, all the marriage was done. 

Some neighbors sneered while mocking Sulastri's unlucky fate, everyone already knew if he snatched people's husbands. 

"Karma tuh, so people do not like to seize the rights of others." Cibir one of the julid mothers who left, the completion of the drama that had been very fun. 

Sulastri sat on the ground with a cry accompanying him, not accepting that Arman annulled their marriage. Grasping the grass tightly until it was uprooted, such was his heart that was cracked in toying with someone. 

Until his cries stopped when he remembered the request of Rima who wanted Arman to go home to eat food, mangosteen-beard the head while wiping the tears. 

"Oh, I get it. Must be that cunning woman meleting Arman's mas, I gotta figure it out." He muttered with determination as he clasped both hands and hit the ground. 

Sulastri stared at the decoration which was already a hundred percent, but his marriage had to fail because Rima used a devious way. The beautiful decorations had to be undone and broken, venting all of his anger. One by one the decorations in the bridal room fell to the floor, looking very messy. So many losses are in nature, and intend to avenge. 

"You won't calm down, Rima." Mata in reply, he will bring this case to the shaman and challenge the rival who dabbled, playing with him. 

Arman continues to persuade Rima not to be angry with him, considering he has sacrificed and even willingly canceled marrying Sulastri. 

"I've chosen you and cut ties with Sulastri, I want my rights as a husband." Arman clearly demands the rights he wants, especially to be willing to break with other women. 

Rima smiled in satisfaction, folding both hands in front of his chest while looking at Arman who continued to beg him, it was very pleasant because he had mastered it completely. 

"I'll fulfill, asus__." Rima's whisper in Arman's ear made the man even more excited. 

"Originally what?" urged Arman who was not able to stem the taste. 

"Whatever it is." 

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Rima brought back a bag of oranges and handed it to an old woman who had helped him conquer the husband. "It's Mak, I brought souvenirs." 

"You know I want oranges." The tomb smiled broadly showing its teeth reddened by bracing or flushing. 

"And here's a little money for Mak, please accept." Rima took out an envelope containing several pieces of red banknotes, of course, immediately received by Itam's mother. 

"It looks like the way you're using it has already started working." 

"Yes Mak, Arman has broken off his relationship with another woman and has more of me."

"That's great." 

"Does crotch rice still need Mak?" 

"It's still necessary if you really want an obedient husband, no matter what you say or command. I see someone's going to avenge you, you have to be careful." 

"Vengeance, but who is Mak?" 

"A woman who feels hurt about you." Tomb of Itam continues to chew betel while smiling towards Rima. 

"It must be Sulastri." 

"Yes, you have to be careful of her."

"I'll pay whatever you want to reverse the attack." 

"It's a very easy job."

"I'm going home first, Mom."

"Hem." 

Itam's grave smiled horribly when he saw the disappearance of Rima behind the door, his house stage which was very dark signifies a negative aura surrounding the place. 

"Please wait a little while, the victim is already ahead." The shrillness of the mangosteen-knuckle head, of course he spoke to allies who had been helping him in the treatment of black magic. 

Rima went home after shopping quite a lot, starting from the clothes and bags that had been in his pursuit. 

"Mas Arman, open the door!" pekik Rima impatiently continued to knock on the door violently. 

"Eh, my wife's home." Greet Arman as if they were exchanging roles.

"Nih, bring me my groceries. Just get me a drink!" sentak Rima who reciprocated all the treatment of her husband so far continued to oppress him. 

Arman grabbed a few paper bags and took a glass of mineral water, not to mention massaging Rima's legs. 

"Good massage Mas, strong dong!" rima Sentak. 

"Yes.iya."