Secret of My Dear Wife (Really Kuyang)
Mr. Komar's Wife Died

Mr. Komar's Wife Died

"Bun cepetan dong.!" I shouted to Kamaya who did not come out of her room.

"Yes in a moment well, it's really nih nanggung." he said from inside the room.

"Wahh! nanggung.do not in kamaya again cool playing sakura school simulator nih. hehe." joking little can time.

"Dong bun's spiel! really long time, bun. emang mother again what is it?"yell at me again.

"What the hell is yelling just, really cool feeling?"reply my wife while running around a little approached me in the living room.

"He said he wanted to jog, but the mother even stayed in the room not out." I chuckled softly.

"Mother it again in the toilet well, defecate again" said my wife a little annoyed.

"Well, don't ask dad if he wants to go to the toilet" I said while glancing at him flirtatiously.

"Emang dad want to go defecate also the same mother?"ask her with a annoyed tone.

"Hehehe, not really bun. kan mama's pup stinks." I reply while holding back laughter while closing my nose.

"Absolutely speaking! dad's rich pup doesn't stink! Yeah, we're going for a jog, do we want to talk about pup?" my wife said ketus.

"Jogging is bun, Kuy is bun" I said mimicking the style of a slang child.

"Betch lebay, lots of style! "say my wife is being teased.

"Let's bleekk." I replied as I stuck my tongue out at him like a child.

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Just a few meters we did jogging, there were problems again.

at that time Kamaya accidentally kicked the paint container owned by pak komar, whose wealth was deliberately placed in the middle of the road.

Pak Komar this person is famous for being very fierce and violent, there was once a citizen whose child was slapped by him. simply because pak komar children were not borrowed toys, there were once residents whose children were slapped by him, cruel is indeed cruel that is the character of pak komar.

"Hey! don't you have eyes? until the container was that big did not seem." hardik pak komar yelled from inside the fence of his house which was painting in the fence of his house.

"Sorry! Sir I accidentally, after all the father put his container too to the middle of the road, but the father can put it a little to the edge, besides the fence of the house is still on the side of the road not in the middle of the road, right." said my wife tried to defend herself.

That's the character of pak komar, his hobby does like to find trouble and look for commotion with others. Actually he was deliberately, put the container of paint in the middle of the road. so that later if someone accidentally kicked the container, he would make the person an opponent to fight and argue.

"How dare you, speak like that to me!" he said while pointing at my wife.

"WALKER... !! THE PLAAKK...!!

The heavy hand of the komar sir landed on the left and right cheek of my wife, yes pak komar already had the heart and dared to slap my wife's face in front of my own eyes, to make both cheeks smooth, and smooth, it turned red and left its palm mark there.

Seeing kamaya treated like that in front of me, I automatically did not accept it. for my entire life, my hands never dared to insult him, let alone to slap him hard like that.

Now the hand of others even hurt him, to leave a mark on his smooth cheeks.I hold the collar of a pak komar shirt, while I glide my fist into his face.

but unfortunately my hand was choked by my wife.

"Well! don't!" my wife said slowly.

I dropped my fist and I aimed my index finger at his face.

"Remember me, komar! I will immediately report the behavior of the father to the police.I alone as her husband, never one bit hit my wife.what else slapped her many times like that! Remember, sir, this case will lead me to the path of the law." I said while holding back my burning emotions.

"Just report to the police, I'm not afraid at all" he said defiantly.

Meanwhile, bu Kinar, who was pregnant, laughed out loud from the front of the fence of her house because she saw her husband's behavior. OHHH! Should they fit it? husband and wife just as there is no difference in the slightest. it feels like I want to throw their faces together with the bottom of a deep black pan.

Just now we wanted to go and turn around, suddenly pak Komar lifted his paint can and flushed it behind us both.

I also felt very angry and wanted to punch his songong face many times, but again my wife blocked him while she shook her head so that I immediately left pak komar, who deliberately wants to keep looking for a commotion with us.

"Remember the father's wife is pregnant! so you better take care of the father's wife before you regret it." said my wife as she pulled my hand away and left.

It looks comar sir like his mouth commits Kamit berated us, even occasionally he said inappropriate words! like the words of the zoo occupant and ban us in front of his face.

"Well! justin aja later also he will be hit by the stone for his actions." said my wife casually and grinned mysteriously.

"But bun! he was already too much. his treatment can not be left like that bun, later he will be-so!" I said a little annoyed as I threw and kicked the bottle of mineral water I was holding.

My wife just grinned mysteriously to me, so relaxed he, even though it has been slapped twice by pak komar. ah already an angel in front of me this, he is very soft like a delicate creature. he means that angel.

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As usual after breakfast, I immediately rushed out of the house and headed to the office, but just a few steps I came out of the door, there was a commotion on the other side of the road.

Seen pak komar was rampaging, to the residents who crowded in front of his house.I also felt kepo with my view, it was, then I slightly dashed to head towards the crowd before me at this moment.

"What is this, sir?" ask me to Mr. Yanto who is walking backwards from the direction of pak komar's house.

"That's Radit, sir komar ngamuk not clear!"answer mr. yanto.

"Why are you, sir?" ask again.

"That's his wife Pak Komar died in an unnatural way! those mourners who wanted to serve were all expelled!" Said mr. yanto.

"Well, sir, his wife died why?" ask me again enthusiastically.

"The words of residents who had seen his body bu kinar anyway, they said his eyes bulged, kept his feet also strayed, exactly like the corpse of buk nina at that time. pak komar then did not accept, he said, according to his wife was made into a mengumbuhan mengumbuhan by people!" said Pak yanto at length explained.

"Where is the child, sir?" ask me as I investigate like a detective.

"Well! That's the strange Mr. Radit, his son and ari-ari bu kinar are missing! just like bu nina sir." she's a little scared.

"Yes god! there has not been a month of such events, now there has been such an incident again.may kamaya and rara at home is okay." murmured I feel worried.

I rushed to leave the crowd there, afraid even I will be targeted by pak komar.because yesterday morning I had a chance to fight with him.

"Ahh better I face two lions at once, than to have to face a cumin like pak komar. Hihi muttered me.

"Astagfireullah! another grieved I was a gibb myself" I muttered inwardly speaking to my own mind.

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