The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 65. PRETTY SISTER
"Damn!" tiger shouted thunderously, his voice seized the attention of everyone in the street food. But the man certainly doesn't care.
"Dammit, wait!" he shouted once again when it felt the woman he was looking for was getting away.
Tiger ran among the crowd of people. His eyes continued to be fixed on the woman who was now getting away, until Tiger finally managed to catch the woman's wrist, then pulled her into his arms.
"Darling! I miss you so much! Please, I'm sorry. We're going home, honey. I'll clear everything! I can prove it wasn't me who caused the disaster that befell your mother. Please, baby we're home!" whinek Tiger hugged him tightly.
Even the woman is now rebelling in order to escape from Tiger's hand, and ....
"Plac!"
A slap was precisely hovering on Tiger's cheek. A look of anger was now emanating from the two eyes of the woman before him. "What the fuck, lo?! Crazyhead!" scream the woman loudly.
Tiger froze when he realized that she was not his wife. His body was squeezing, his legs were starting to be unable to support his weight. He sat weakly on the sidewalk. His head lowered deeply while wiping both corners of his eyes. His shoulders even shook from crying, he was really frustrated.
On the other hand, Jihan closed her mouth in disbelief. He crouched behind a ketoprak vendor's cart. His tears began to fall when he heard Tiger's words.
That night, Jihan who was feeling very hungry decided to take a walk out. Choose a variety of foods that look so tempting in a street food not far from where he lives. Already a few packs of food that he got, but suddenly jolted when he heard the cry of someone who was not familiar to him.
Jihan's reflexes hide while waiting for her armpits to be wrapped. He ran behind the cart and squatted there. The seller looked confused, but just kept Jihan there.
Slowly Jihan poked her head out to peek at Tiger's whereabouts. Suddenly he was surprised, it did not believe that the man was now fragile. The man who was cruel and full of threats, was now crying.
"Bi, is there mineral water?" jihan asked in a soft voice.
"She, Neng. This is the measure of responsibility," the ketoprak seller's responsibility while handing over a bottle of mineral water that is still sealed.
"Overall the opaque, Bi."
Jihan then got up and looked for someone while holding the mineral water. Until finally, he found a boy who was busking from one store to another.
The boy ran excitedly over to Jihan. "Do you want me to sing, brother?" bebinar.
"No, I want to ask for help" said Jihan turning the boy's body towards Tiger. "You saw om-om crying under that big tree, right?" tanya Jihan stuck out her index finger.
"Yes, Brother. The one wearing the black shirt, right?" sahut the child.
"Master, please give this water. Tell me not to cry anymore, Om. Well this is for you," said Jihan held out the money and water.
"Thank you, brother!" the boy accepted it and ran towards Tiger.
Jihan wiped away her tears that had accidentally fallen. He immediately turned around waiting for his armpit which was still in the queue.
"Of! Don't be sad, don't cry anymore" said the busker holding out a bottle of mineral water.
Tiger straightened his body, he squinted his wary eyes. But the look on his creepy face did not frighten the boy at all. Because for him everyone is the same. He has often met with various kinds of people.
"This is given by my beautiful sister. He said, Om can't cry. Time is not ashamed of me!" the boy's chirps patted his chest.
Tiger furrowed his brows, "Beautiful sister? Who?" tanya Tiger was curious.
The boy turned around and pointed, "Well, that's the one with the short hair in the ketoprak line."
Tiger directed his gaze in accordance with the direction of the small index finger in front of him. His eyes narrowed to clarify the view.
"DIG!"
Tiger rubbed both eyes and confirmed it again. He widened a pair of beads of his ashes while moving from his seat.
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