Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
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"Surely Dek wants to come along, would you better let me just come there." Radit looked doubtfully at me.

"Yakin Mas's. It was Papa and Mama's permission." I replied waiting for Mas Radit to open the door.

"Let your brother come along." Papa's voice rang out from the door, Papa looked at Mas Radit's doubts over me.

"But Pa." Radit looked at me unsure.

"This is Radit's process, you accompany Susan" said Papa, who was later adopted by Mas Radit.

Three and a half hours we drove, I chose to quietly enjoy the road that again makes me sore. But no, I have to be strong and throw a traitor like Mas Ricko out of my life.

"Do you want to take a break or go straight home?" asked Mas Radit when the car had entered the subdistrict of the city where I lived.

"Just go ahead" answered me, and the car turned towards my house.

Mas Radit went down first, he opened the door.

Suddenly my chest gurgled when I saw my door open, I don't know what I'm going to find in there.

"Let's go in." Mas Radit took my hand, he knew I was hesitant.

Not yet fully strapping body Mas Radit entered, he stopped in the doorway. I was no less surprised, in my house there were several people and one of them was Dila, he was groping a suitcase up the stairs.

"San!" call Mas Ricko, I don't think he's less surprised by my arrival.

My chest was hot again seeing this scene, they could chat casually in my house. And Mas Ricko, how dare he bring his affair to live in this house.

"Down!" my shout made everyone speechless, not least Dila who turned her head, as if scared but the look of her eyes defied. You snake!

"San." Ricko moved closer to me, and I immediately pointed his foot to stop.

"Send him out of my house or I'll drag him off the stairs!" my orders are unmitigated and I stare intently at everyone.

"Heh Susan, Dila it's going to stay here, she's pregnant with Ricko's child!" Ma'am Tami.

"This is my house, I don't allow anyone to live here!" yell emotion.

"This is Ricko's house, not yours!" said Tami won.

Huh! how wonder I am why Ma'am Tami insisted so, or Mas Ricko who told me about my home letter?

"As you know, my money is more than Ricko's, so don't dream of ruling this house as long as I'm alive!" I pointed at the face of Tami.

Ricko looked tense at my anger.

"You! Come down if I don't want to drag it from up there. I guarantee the child in your stomach will come out by force!" my indignation, not until a second Dila returned down the stairs, I think my threat succeeded.

"Where the hell is Ricko? you have to take responsibility and guarantee Dila's life, there's your child in her stomach!" whining Dila's mother. I was disgusted to see their faces.

"Get out of my house!" throw me to all of them, my hand uncontrollably splashed the tablecloth and made the flower fitting with the cigarette butts container fall apart.

They stood up, I think they shuddered in horror with my actions. Not only that if they insist on not leaving, I will throw their faces with chairs.

"Come home, ma'am, we have business" said Mas Ricko. Heh, it must mean that after I leave will bring that cheap girl back into my house.

I passed by, deliberately bumping into Dila's shoulder, the prank of my hand also pushed her strong. I want to check on him too! But Mas Radit's hand hugged me, he banned my readable actions.

"Where's the place?" asked Mas Radit after being in my room.

I pointed at the bottom drawer, where all the usual files were stored. Iopenit.

"Ada?" ask Mas Radit.

I looked in the piles of papers one by one until I finally found it.

"There is Mas." I said gladly.

I didn't answer, lazy. I cantongi only my wedding book, I happen to wear a sweater that has a large bag.

"I want to talk to Susan together" said Mas Ricko to Mas Radit, unexpectedly Mas Radit came out without emotion. Maybe because I'm also Ricko is not in a fight.

"You want to talk, especially?" I chose to lean against the wall by the window.

I heard the breath of Ricko. "Give me a chance San, I'm a khilaf."

Whats! Khilaf to bunting, not wrong?

"I don't want us to split up." continued Mas Ricko again. He was closer to me, so I clearly saw the look of a messy face with tangled hair. I don't think he's eating right, nor is he resting. In my heart I am proud, it turns out that the one who suffered was not only me.

"San, I'll go with everything you want as long as you want to come back, including us moving out of here and starting a new life."

"Moved?" ask me not to think.

"Yes, wherever you are." she replied again.

"You're asking me to move Mas, you want to avoid our responsibility for Dila's pregnancy?" I have heard this many times.

"It's not so San, I'm going to marry her, just marry her. My heart is for you." Ricko grabbed my face.

"No, my mom!" while I clap his hands.

"San, give me a chance."

"No, I've decided to divorce. We're done!"

"I don't want San!" Ricko pushed me against the wall, he wouldn't let me out.

"Before you go, I want to go home!" my screams were not heard by him.

There was a push and I must have lost power. Until I was liberated when someone grabbed Mas Ricko's rough body.

Brak!! again Mas Radit pushed the rough body of my husband hit a small chair.

"Lu!" Ricko was angry, he stood staring at Mas Radit.

"What?" Radit won't lose, he's standing behind me.

"Lu like my wife?" mas Ricko asked me, but I saw Mas Radit remained calm and alert.

"We go home San." Mas Radit ordered me without turning his head.

"Stop San, you should know this pick-up boy_"

Bugh!

The raw bogem landed on Mas Ricko's face.

"Huhah! I'm right, aren't I? You want my wife?" Mas Ricko chuckled and unexpectedly he retaliated against Mas Radit with all his might.

"Mas, STOP!" my shout blocked both of them, I don't want Mas Radit to get hurt again otherwise.

"Don't go San." pinta Mas Ricko looked at me. I'm so sad.

"Sorry, Papa asked me to go home without you. And I can't possibly fight Papa a second time, I'm enough to defy when we get married. And we are not happy at last. Now is the time to make each of our parents happy, you also have to make mom happy. If there is a soul mate, then God will bring us together again, in a better state."

"I want San!" said Mas Ricko pleading, the corner of his eyes watering.

"Not now, my time is wrong."

I came out first, I'm not crying for Ricko anymore, I'm tired.