The Neglected Wife
S3 EPISODE 43 - OUR RELATIONSHIP
“Hah...whas is it?” a beautiful woman immediately closed her mouth.
Amanda immediately glanced at Lana who had just gotten the medicine and then fell asleep.
“Hooh, does this mean I'm safe and I can go leave this troublesome old baby?” muttered Amanda thought.
Amanda heard the broadcast about the capture of Mr. Wira and his immediate crowded complex. Fortunately, all night Lana took a break because she always wanted to go and wake up emotionally but in fact her body was still limp.
Amanda was very shocked to hear Mr. Wira was arrested let alone a big case. While Lana sleeps, Amanda who must wait for Lana in lieu of punishment in prison hastily packed her bag and intends to escape.
“Om Wira won't report me to the police right? Binar is also unlikely to be on Lana's side. I don't want to be babu here?” muttered Amanda immediately walked over.
“Shelf!”
Unfortunately as soon as Amanda opened the door in front of the door Rida art Bu Wira was already at the door pushing Bu Mutia.
“Gleg!” Amanda was silent and stopped.
“Aaaa... kaa uuu aaauuu kee aanaa?”
With a gago voice and seeming difficulty speaking, Miss Wira shed her tears staring at Amanda expectantly. Amanda can't say anything. Basically Amanda is just a rich girl whose heart is also sensitive but blinded by love. Amanda was still scared and felt guilty seeing the situation of Miss Wira.
The poison that Amanda sprinkled onto the melted chocolate was irritant and burned when it came into contact with water or wet tissue. So that it is attached to the tongue and oral cavity as well as the base of the throat Bu Wira direct bleeding.
If you go into the stomach can direct stomach bleeding, fortunately new in the mouth and throat so Bu Wira only be partially deformed.
“Ttt..tante?” said Amanda was nervous to feel guilty if she had to run away. Moreover, Miss Wira looks to shed tears.
Because it's hard to talk, Miss Wira immediately grabbed Amanda's hand.
“Aaan eeeiii!” said Miss Wira again shaking her head.
Although not an expert, Amanda knows what Bu Mutia means, she forbids Amanda from leaving.
“E... **..tante, Amanda want to buy a quick meal!” answer Amanda reasoned. Ms. Amanda then turned to Rida asking for her phone.
Rida gave him a cell phone. Mom immediately typed something.
Then show it to Amanda.
Amanda read it.
“I know you must have heard from my husband? Do you think you can run away from responsibility. I'm your victim, I can testify and report you to the police!” wrote Miss Wira.
Amanda was crushed and could not escape.
“I won't run away Auntie, I'll be here, until Auntie and Mas Lana get well!” answer Amanda.
Miss Wira whose brain is still sane and her finger is still actively working on typing messages again.
“Do not go. What do you want to eat? I can order via the online app!” replied Miss Mutia again.
Amanda is increasingly unable to dwell, she said she knew even though it was infused and helpless old woman named Mutia was very sensitive brain and like know the brains of the evil Amanda.
“Ya Aunt. I want to buy durian pancakes, beef steak, ice cream yogurt and mineral water!” amanda replied while holding back her upset.
Ms. Amanda glanced at Rida to order everything Amanda called and asked them to go into Lana's room.
Amanda did not run away, and would not want to stay with Miss Wira and Lana.
Arriving inside, Miss Mutia, even though she was sick she still got close to Lana. Holding her hand and shedding her tears.
Amanda could clearly see, Miss Mutia who was trying to be strong, as if she was bearing for all the sins of her son and husband.
Amanda no longer has a mother, Amanda silently admiring the persistence of Bu Mutia, whatever the case turns out Bu Mutia seems to stand firm.
Ms. Mutia asked for the phone again and re-typed the message to Amanda.
“Don't tell me anything about my husband to my son!” type in Bu Mutia with a burdened look.
“Iya Aunt!” answer Amanda.
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In town B.
After saying goodbye to grandmother and other families and giving understanding to the Princess. Binar and Isyana headed to the capital.
“Princess promises to be a good boy. Daddy and Mommy quickly bring home baby sister yaa!” the princess said in front of her school.
Isyana and Binar nodded.
“Insya Alloh, hopefully your sister can be taken home!” answer Isyana.
The princess nodded and gave her thumb.
“Oh yes Brother Dina and Grandma may yes, Dad slept in the new Princess room? Daddy is the same Mommy is okay if you want to accompany baby sister. Princess has often accompanied Mommy with Daddy!” chirps the Princess again.
Isyana also turned to Binar, feeling moved and did not expect the Princess to think that far.
“Mommy and Daddy will want us to accompany the Princess and baby sister together. You are now a smart school, doain baby sister. If you can go home, Daddy and Momy will definitely go home!” answer Isyana.
“Grandmother and Sister Dina can sleep in the Princess' room if 8 pm Daddy and Mommy have not come home!” answer Binar again.
“Thank you, Dad, Mom!” the princess then kissed her parents' hands.
The princess immediately ran hand in hand with the teacher at her school who routinely welcomed her students.
Isyana and Binar langsug get into the car to town B. This time they put on a driver so that Binar is behind with Isyana.
“Mas have been looking for a good name for the handsome, which one do you like?” tanya Binar opened the conversation.
“Huh?” sahut Isyana who had been staring at the streets pensively turned to her husband did not expect Binar had thought that far.
“Well read and you choose, which name do you like?” answer Binar again give his IP_PAD.
Instead of directly reading the screen that Binar showed, Isyna instead looked at her husband with a gaze full of love and moved.
“Kok instead see Mas? Do not be watched continuously, later the handsome Mas increases, confused you worry Mas later!” binar answered his narcissistic nature.
“Issshhh,” hiss Isyana spoiled and blushed, pinching her husband's thigh.
“Au, h...So choose, which name do you like for our child?” replied Binar.
“Still yes, Mas. Although Dedek is not the son of Mas, Mas this concern,” replied Isyana.
“Whose word he is not my son, I want a boy. He'll be the hero of our house later! Quickly choose, we will submit this to Aunt Mutia and Lana. Yes if they agree! Or do you have another idea?” binar replied seriously thinking of a name for his stepson.
Isha read it and began to choose it.
"Isya Danu Hanggara, Darma Kusuma Hanggara, Dimas Dwi Hanggara, Yosa Ndaru Hanggara?"
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I'm sorry to be patient, who is waiting for Isyana to be aggressive. Mood author create a series of h.o.t stories again slow.
Choose your first name yuk, for Isyana's son. If there is another idea, you can call it the flow of Isyana or Lana's idea.