Should I Share a Husband
5. Debates

Ajeng back to prepare what if he wants to bring. Yes, his determination is round. He will leave the house that makes him no longer happy. And the affairs of Qeera must be that child will not fuss anymore like yesterday. Hope so.

Fiona flashed in front of her room, then stopped and peeked out from the slightly open door gap.

"So, he's really gone? Good thing, I don't have to be tired of rubbing him subtly.

Who else wants to improve with him. I am ogah. At first I felt sorry for him, I regretted accepting Mas Yudha. But after everything he did to me. Makes me so sick of him." He muttered behind the door.

He stepped back. But stop again and choose to go into that room.

"How does it feel to leave this house." Said Fiona stepping gracefully behind Ajeng.

Ajeng did not pry his words. She kept her clothes in her suitcase. Because yesterday the ART had already tidied it up again on the orders of Yudha.

"Hmmm if I don't want to be poor." Said again. "But you are desperate! it's good to live here. How you want to get out of here." Fiona continued to talk until Ajeng got up and stood looking at her.

"But good, let Mas Yudha focus on one wife." Fiona said with a smile.

"Have spoken." Press Ajeng.

"It." Fiona replied casually.

"Then you're out now." Say Ajeng casually while pointing towards the door.

"Okay, I can't bear to linger here either. It's hotter, hotter than boiling water." Fiona said as her hand shook her neck.

"Get out." Jerky Ajeng with hardened jaw.

Fiona immediately moved from before him and closed the door a little hard.

"Astaghfirullaahf. Give me patience, God." Mumbled Ajeng while stroking his chest.

While Qeera was still being played by her nanny.

"Sus, mother why the hell, why now often cry, father also why yesterday snapped mother?" Qeera asked looked at the bewildered nanny who had to answer what.

"Sus Rini is silent? Yaudah I want to go to dad first want to say don't snap mother again." His words then ran without being prevented by his caregiver.

Actually Qeera was not too close to the father because he was always busy with his work. It's just because he doesn't want to live without his father like his schoolmate who only lives alone with his mother.

"Whose father." Qeera kept looking for her father into every room. But there's no.

Until finally seen Yudha want to ride his car that will return to the office. He came home because there was a file left behind.

"Dad." Call Qeera closer to him.

Yudha looked over and smiled.

"Where is Dad going?"

"To office. What is it, dear. I have to work." Yudha said, holding the little girl.

"I want to talk to Dad." Sluggishly.

"Then I'll be home."

"I want it now, Dad..."

"But I don't have time, son.".

"Can I come?" Qeera said.

"alright. But Qeera promised you don't bother me when I'm at work."

"Yes dad."

Finally the father and son boarded the car and drove to the office where Yudha worked.

Meanwhile Ajeng had already finished packing and was intending to look for Qeera.

"Sus, where's Qeera?" Ask the nanny.

"Tadi ... Qeera's looking for her father." Answer nanny.

"What's up? Is there something?"

"Anu ma'am, he said ... Qeera would like to talk to Yudha sir so as not to snatch at her again." Tukas the nanny, there is a bad feeling in his heart to say that, given the problems of his employer.

"Where is he now?"

"So I saw. Qeera was taken away with Mr. Yudha. All I heard was coming to the office."

"What's? Why did you let it!" Said Ajeng in annoyance. "You know not! I'll take Qeera away from this house right now."

"Yes, sorry mom." Said the nanny while closing her eyes. Only this time he got a knock from the figure of Ajeng who is famous for being gentle but firm and fierce when someone bullies him.

Ajeng realized, why should also snap at him just because he was upset at her husband, but he was not wrong.

"Sorry Sus, I've gone too far with you. I've been yelling at you. Even though you are not wrong. Just because I'm upset with my husband, you're the one affected."

Ajeng called her husband.

"Hallo." Sapa Yudha from across the phone.

"Where's qeera?" Ask Ajeng ketus.

"It's here."

"Take him home now." Declared.

"Get Jeng down, it's coming soon."

"Mas, take Qeera or I'll pick her up." Press Ajeng.

"Darling, go home? Mother nanyain you continue." Yudha told Qeera.

But Qeera shook her head.

"Qeera doesn't want to, she wants to come with me."

"Give her the phone."

Yudha gave her phone to Qeera.

"Hallo son, go home, mother wait for you from earlier."

"No mother! I want to be with Dad."

"Qeera, massage your mother."

"No mother, I want to be with you today."

Ajeng closed his eyes. "Alright if it wants Qeera. Mommy hang up the phone first huh? Don't forget to eat and pray." Yes such a small child Ajeng has taught his daughter to carry out obligations, although not every time Qeera works.

Call interrupted. Inevitably Ajeng had to wait for Qeera to come home first.

Ajeng who was about to turn his body suddenly Fiona hit him from behind deliberately, while carrying an orange-colored drink so that the drink spilled and hit Ajeng's clothes.

"Upss sorry accidentally." Fiona's mouth was closed.

"Really dear, a honey must hit the man who is his legal wife. Is this really an accident?" Tukas Ajeng rubbed the clothes affected by the drinking water.

"I said it wasn't on purpose." Fiona said in a high tone.

"Ckk .. it's unfortunate. Siri's wife of a famous Yudha Mahardika who was dashing and dignified but had to be smeared with the behavior of his wife's series of shame." Ajeng drew his smile.

"What I care about all that, the most important thing is that Mas Yudha prefers me over you."

"A fly is very fond of garbage even though there are very beautiful flowers on its side."

"You." Fiona raised her hand about to slap him.

"Let's slap me. I can also be more violent than yesterday."

"You've always been rude to me. Look, I'm gonna have to file it with Mas Yudha." Fiona was upset.

"Ohh please just stir. I am not afraid to lose a man who is concerned with his ego and orgasm. Just look at it later. You will get the same reply, even more pain than I." Press Ajeng stepped gracefully. Then disappeared behind the door of his room and then sobbed there.

His heart is still very sick. But he tried to be strong, can not look weak in front of everyone, especially in front of Fiona and Yudha.

Meanwhile, in another room.

"Hallo Mas, when are you coming home?" Ask Fiona from across the phone.

"A little while, baby. Why indeed? Kangen yes. It was already." Answer Yudha.

"That's not it."

"Then?"

"Your wife is doing it again."

"Why else?"

"You are going home quickly. Give him a lesson."

"Yes dear. Wait for ya."

Call interrupted.

"Dad, mama-nanyain me again?"

"Don't love, that's what Fiona's mother called."

"Kok mother anyway! So right, if Aunt Fiona's father's wife is too?" Qeera asked who instantly dewy eyes looked at the father.