The Fiftieth Thousand and One Week
The rain brings blessing

The night that was awaited by Rizal finally came, Reza was neat with a light blue shirt suit and black trousers, her scent was also very fragrant and her hair was so neat. Rizal who is not used to using hair oil, now he uses hair oil. Tonight Rizal is so different than usual. Moreover, it's been a night not wanting to go to the office as well.

Lisa, who had just finished her writing, was quite surprised to see her husband's appearance and the smell of his body was so fragrant. "Not usually," she screeches in the heart.

"Where are you going, Mom?" tanyanya.

"You met an office client" she said, and didn't see Lisa.

"This evening? It's already 9 o'clock in the evening, Mas" Lisa's gaze was suspicious but hurriedly she brushed it off.

"Lis, meeting a client does it have to be noon or morning? They're busy people, I can't determine their time to meet me" Rizal said. "Here I go to find money you don't have to ask a lot" he continued in a harsh tone.

"Find the money for your Mom and Sister, Mas, the spirit of Mas....!" lisa's subtle insinuation.

Both of Rizal's eyes immediately stared ferociously at Lisa but Lisa was quite calm and careless. It is no wonder that Rizal put on a fierce gaze, it is common for Mas Rizal to do.

"Why get angry? I'm talking about the reality of Mas" asked Lisa deliberately accompanied by a cynical smile.

"As far as you! The basic woman was never grateful," sheeps Rizal and passes away from Lisa's presence just like that.

Lisa just stared at her husband's departure blankly, it felt limp and Lisa dropped her body on the bed. "What am I less grateful for? Every week only at the ration of 50 thousand, basic men are useless," said Lisa in her heart.

"Lis, you better focus on your writing! Let you be successful and if one day Mas Rizal leaves me, I have a purpose to move on and I can make Tiara happy," Lisa said to herself.

Lisa again grabbed her phone in bed, then she refocused on writing for the next chapter.

Several days of writing Lisa has got 20 chapters because Lisa diligently updates and keeps the spirit. He always remembered the message from Ipah if he had to be diligent update so that the reader does not wait long and that Lisa did well, lisa's daily view has also been above 10 thousand readers it feels Lisa very grateful.

After a few hours passed Lisa finally completed 3 chapters and did not feel the clock was showing at 12 pm.

Lisa gets out of bed, she gets out of her room and goes to Tiara's room, she sees Tiara sleeping soundly. His books are also neatly arranged, grateful to have a child like Tiara who is so independent.

"Sorry son, usually Mama accompany you to study, tonight even busy writing. This is all Mama does to be happy you are Tiara," seeing her little daughter who sleeps so soundly Lisa so slashed, poor boy who just wants to buy good food just can't.

Did Rizal not see his little daughter in the least? He can eat well with other women but for his family in the slightest he never met his daily needs.

Lisa again closed the door to Tiara's room, she walked towards the front door and opened the window curtain slightly to look ahead. "It's 12 o'clock through Mas Rizal hasn't come home yet, where is he?" there was worry in Lisa's heart. Rizal is her husband.

Lisa pensively closed the window curtain again, she chose to go back into the room and wait for Rizal in the room.

When his wife is worried at home waiting for his return, Rizal is having fun with Mona at Mona's house.

"Mon, aren't you afraid to stay alone?" rizal asked in the hope that Mona would tell him to stay at his house. He had not thought about Lisa and Tiara again, even late at night he had forgotten to go home.

"What are you afraid of? Magian Mona is also not a virgin anymore, Mona is already a widow and her son Mona died," replied Mona so lightly. There was no sadness at all when he said his son had died.

Rizal is shocked, then he looks at Mona with a fixed look. "You're a widow, but you don't look like a widow" Rizal teased mischievously.

"I'm the care of Mas, my husband who used to be unable to get enough of me and then he divorced me, my son also died of pain" Mona told Rizal without any sadness at all.

"What is your child sick?" rizal asked attentively, hoping to get Mona's heart.

"He was hot, I let him go because my husband didn't give me money for treatment" Mona said honestly.

"Why not use your money?" ask Rizal deeper.

"My money's gone for treatment let me be beautiful" Mona replied honestly again.

If there is a mother like Mona, maybe this is only in the story of the novel. For mothers in the real world do not imitate the actions of Mona that should not be in that example, letting a sick child should not rule us as mothers should try but Mona is more concerned with her beauty than her child.

Rizal just smiled a little, so let him be a widow who is important there is no child and I can be satisfied with him.

"It doesn't feel like it's been a cool night chatting" replied Rizal scratching his head that didn't itch.

Jeger!!!

The sound of lightning sounds that so echoed, making Mona reflex and brings Rizal's hug tightly.

"Mas I'm afraid," she softened spoiledly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of!" Rizal hugged Mona tightly, he smelled the scent of the body so fragrant. "In contrast to Lisa, she is not as fragrant as Mona," Rizal's inner self in her heart.

Basic rations only 50 thousand one week pingin his wife fragrant, Author only 50 thousand a day just to buy vegetables with snacks. Thankful that Author doesn't have a husband like Rizal, if you have a husband like Rizal can-can it money 50 thousand I buy salt alone continue to feed him side dishes salt just so durable and can be economical every day. The author is furious at reading the author's own karay.

"The gas outside the rain was very heavy, the sound of lightning was also very frightening, I would definitely not be able to sleep mas if there were no people," spoiled Mona increasingly tightly hugged Rizal.

Then yesterday - yesterday when Mona's rain was the same and the lightning scared Mona who was it? Usually also alone basic Mona looking for a chance only.

"Then how?" asked Rizal in a soft tone.

"Mas just stay here, after all Mas also said Ms Ratna was taking care of divorce papers Mas and his wife Mas," replied Mona in a soft tone as well.

At a glance Rizal was smiling, he cheered hooray in his heart. Finally Mona told me to stay at her house, your rain is a blessing. Let the important widow still be beautiful and not like the stinking Lisa.

"Alright Mon," replied Rizal.

"Yes you slept there! I slept on the couch" Rizal told Mona. Inside Rizal Mona's arms shook her head.

Rizal releases Mona from his arms, then he looks at Mona with a deep look.

"Then what do you want?" rizal asked with a deeper gaze, there was a desire that began to flare as a man especially when it was raining, was not the weather very fitting to plant seeds, but the weather was very fitting to plant seeds, it gives warmth to a widow.

"Just sleep in Mona's room!" pinta Mona was without any shame. I haven't been touched by men in a long time, I need warmth.

The basis of both are equally itchy, ductile feathers are equally tenacious so tight as one.

Rizal briefly smiled there was a sense of pleasure there was a sense of nervousness as well.

"We just know each other, do we have to go to bed together?" asked Rizal pretending to be unpleasant, even though in his heart he was very excited.

"It's okay Mas, isn't it cold tonight and we both need warmth right," the mischievous Mona seduced and her eyes deepened into Rizal.

Mona draws herself closer to Rizal, then her lips mischievously kiss Rizal's lips, leaving Rizal stunned and in disbelief.

"Miss..."

"As we already know, let's go to the room!" take him naughty and spoiled.

Mona and Rizal move from their seats, and Mona invites Rizal into her room. In the room consciously the two were having a husband-wife relationship on the bed.

As a husband Rizal forgets Lisa who is still his legal wife.

Lisa was still awake when it was 2 pm, she was very worried about her husband, in contact also can not rain is also very heavy and lightning is also very scary. But Rizal did not return home, until his eyes began to sleepy and Lisa fell asleep by herself.

When a wife waits for her husband to come home, but on the other hand, her husband does not remember coming home and is preoccupied with his heated struggle with a widow in his house, if Lisa knows how she will be? I don't know.

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