The betrayal of my husband
The Heavy Miss

"Do you have a permanent job Nan?"

"Yet...."

"Because there are temen mas who are offered to work in PLTU, do you want?"

"By mas...."

"OK, where's your ID?"

"This.." handed over his ID.

Danu immediately photographed his sister's ID card, finished taking a photo of his sister's ID card, he immediately sent it to the friend who offered the job.

And thank God he immediately got a response.

"Alhamdulillah Nan, you figure can directly work....."

"Alhamdulillah...."

"Tomorrow don't forget to bring ID, continue to meet people named Dion.." Danu message.

"Ok...."

"Let's go home...."

"Yes, be careful ....."

Danu and the wife came home.

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Adnan is ready to go to PLTU. He will walk alone, to save costs, after all it only takes 20 minutes.

"Dad pray Adnan yes..."

"Dad always prayed for you..."

"Yes, Adnan has left first, Assalamu'alaikum....."

"Wa'alikussalam...."

Adnan stepped out of his legs, leaving his house.

"Hahaha, hey, you know my wife has ma**.." Huda told Adnan who passed by.

Fortunately, Huda does not walk like other ODGJ. He would just sit in front of the house and shout like that to everyone who passed in front of him.

Adnan continued to move his legs regardless of the kaka who was affected by mental disorders.

Adnan arrived in front of the PLTU gate, with sweat flooding his body.

"Who are you looking for?" ask the security guard

"Find Mr. Dion..."

"Oh just a second...."

The security guard went to meet the person who was meant by Adnan.

Soon he returned with someone wearing the company's uniform.

"Danu's sister?"

"He sir..."

"Ga papa if it's just an OB?"

"Ga papa sir, whatever I want...."

"Well, you can start work right away, let's go in...."

"He sir...."

From that day on Adnan became OB, in the company owned by PLN.

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Bagas with Ibnu was attending a sentencing hearing for the corruptors.

Yes, no need to wait a long time to get recognition from the mouths of the corruptors, and also do not need to spend a lot of energy.

Because when they were arrested they were at a MIRAS party and lost consciousness. So the opportunity was used by Ibnu to ask 'it'

The results of the sentencing decision began to be read. The 8 people will be in prison for a period of 15 years with a fine of 5 hundred million rupiah each.

Not only in fines and in prison, they will also not be able to register for work in any company, because their names have become black, their assets are also confiscated, he said, in exchange for the money of the companies they have corrupted.

The cries of the corruptor's family broke coloring the trial.

"What father would have, look at me, I am pregnant, soon my child will be born." said the wife of one of the corruptors.

"Sir, my son is also still a baby." other timpal.

And there are many more 'applications.

"The law is still the law.." said Bagas.

Let him be stamped as a man with no heart and no feelings. Bagas would not care about it, for him the important thing is to uphold the law and defend the truth.

Sometimes it is not necessary to use feelings in facing the perpetrators of crime.

For if we continue to use feelings, the corruptor, the thief, and so forth will not be punished because the judge feels sorry or the whistleblower feels sorry for the family of the perpetrator, and finally let the perpetrator be free and then commit the crime again, because he knew he would never be punished. (Subject to the author's thought)

"Come Nu...."

"Every boss...."

Bagas and Ibnu left the courtroom.

Both went straight to the hotel.

Arriving at the hotel, Bagas went straight to their room.

"Huh.." sighed, laying down his body.

Bagas took his cell phone, he wanted to call his beloved wife.

Tut tut tut tut

Tut

"Assalamu'alaikum darling...."

"Wa'alikusalam..."

"That's a hell of a miss...."

"Toment...."

"Yes, really...."

"Hem, don't be a bitch...."

"Truly, dear..."

"When do you believe me, when do you come home?"

"Later in the afternoon...."

"You're brought by what?"

"Ga there is, the important thing is that I survived until home....."

"Aaminnn......"

They also talked about ngudil. Everything that happened today Bagas told his beloved wife.

They just finished ViCall when azan dzuhur sounded.

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The noisy sauce of the day has been replaced with the atmosphere of the silence of the night.

The sound of the waves of the south coast accompanied the journey of Bagas, Ibn and Tiyo (his driver Ibn)

Yes, they choose the southern route (JLS) without obstacles, although in street lighting is still minimal and houses are still rare.

They have this path because the road is without holes. There are actually many other lines in the city, but on average there are many holes, which cause traffic jams.

After taking 4 hours of travel, they finally reached the destination, the home of Bagas' parents.

Bagas immediately got out of the car, then immediately ran small to the beloved wife who had welcomed him, regardless of Ibn and Tiyo.

"Dear Assalamu'alaikum, mas kangen really.." hugged and kissed the face of the wife.

"Wa'alikusalam, the children also miss the same father.." said Nadin.

"Dear kangen ga?"

"Where are you?"

"Dear dear mah...."

Ibn also did not want to lose, he also embraced the wife who also welcomed his return.

"Well, who do I hug?" tiyo

"Noh soka...."

(Saka is Javanese for a building support pole)

"Well same time pole....."

"It's the same wind, sonoh...."

"Hem, mending the same pole....."

"Don't fuss mute ga cape what?" lerai Diana, wife of Ibn

"Where's Sheika?"

"It's inside...."

"Let's go in.." take Bagas.

They also enter.

Arriving inside they were greeted by the papah Putra and mamah Ais who were busy watching TV.

"Where was it, stuck?" ask papah Putra

"So through the south om." replied Tiyo.

"Oh, seamless dong..."

"Yoi om, but serem om, there are still many rice fields as empty land rather than the homes of its citizens." said Ibnu.

"It was, right before it became the way of the rice fields"

"That's it...."

"Yes..."

"Bah, mah I same Nadin to the room first yes...... "

"Yes..."

"Let's all.." said Nadin.

Bagas and Nadin walked together towards their room.

Bagas immediately changed his clothes after arriving in the room.

Then he lay down on the bed.

"This is what.." patted the bed next to him.

"For a while, put the dirty clothes on first..."

"Ok baby...."

Nadin went to the laundry, then he put the dirty clothes of the husband in the dirty clothes.

Then Nadin rushed back to his room.

"This is..."

"Yes, um..."

Nadin went up to the bed, then lay down, next to her husband.

"Darling to say something..."

"She please mas...."

"The company is really in a mess, maybe for the next few months your monthly money is cut.." with a worried tone.

Nadin laughed at that.

"Ko laughs that..."

"Yes Alloh mas, I love mas not because of your property, but because of Allah, so even though mas do not have any treasure, I will not be in trouble, the treasure we can find together, he said, all I need from a mas tuh sincere love and affection just because of Allah......"

"Please dear, for having loved a mas for what it is is nothing." - kissed the face of the wife.

"Together, you're asleep now, you must be cape...."

"I'm really lucky to have you, baby.." Inner Bagas.

"Dear, let's read the do'a first..."

They read do'a sleep and then sleep together.

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Basa Basi Writer....

Thank you so much for being faithful in reading this story.....

Thanks to those who stopped by for a while.....

I have a new story with the title Love Story Zahra loh, let's dong kepoin...

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