THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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Richard was breaking down his new body feeling somewhat tired right now.

He came home from Nawang's house almost seven in the evening

Deliberately returned later from the return of Dani who came home before the magrib adhan earlier.

But even though the body has been perfectly stretched, his hands are still not willing to release the grip on his phone.

He looks to WA status.

In the past he never took the time to see the status updates of people in his contacts.

What the hell is that too, right?

But after his beloved Nawang WA number was in his contact list, he became diligent to see the status feature in WA, specifically to see the status update Nawang.

And he immediately ngakak to bolsters from end to end of his bed - the width of which sealaihum gambreng it - when reading the last status of Nawang.

Judging from the clock, the status was made while still in this apartment.

Then he shuffled me random just now trus megang mobile phone, make status updates?

He said he didn't like getting his hair cut, but he liked it..... You weird chick. Use the ogah in the same name as all cats, not to mention his heart is excited.

Uncontrollably, his fingers instead looked to Nawang's contacts and saw still online.

Uncontrollably his fingers were already dancing agilely on top of his phone keyboard.

Richard: what else, baby?

Nawang : sleep 😴😴😴😴

Richard: are you back in my chat? 😄

Nawang: are you home?

Richard : arrived safely 😊

Nawang: whose house are you? 🙄

Richard: Yes my home.

Nawang :👍

Richard : why only 👍 doang?

Nawang: already, thank you..rather than me 🔨🔨🔨🔨

Richard chuckles.

Richard: that's your status what does that mean?

Nawang: no meaning what.

🙈🏃......

Richard smiled amusedly. Nawang must be wrong at this time.

Richard: turns out to be cool in the hair mainin...? 😛

A minute. Two minutes. Ten minutes without an answer.

Let alone the answer, the message is still tick ash.

Richard smiled as he put down his phone.

The one who overslept for sure. Gravely.

*******

Dani leaned her body and head against the wall of the room where the paint had been shabby.

His head shook to the right and to the left only for the shadow of Nawang - whom he had seen coming down from a nice car with a handsome young man and the perlente he had seen in the courtyard of Nawang - to pass from his mind.

Her chest still feels a little hot until now when the fragrant and handsome man said that she would be her husband Nawang.

Not to mention the session he had with the Star, there was a chat Star who always mentioned the name of Mr. Richard.

Hhhh, it seems like Richard has really taken the attention of the two people who are his.

Nope. No more.

Nawang is no longer his.

And stars?

Although still willing to get close to him, Dani knows his son is not comfortable with him.

Yeah, Star's awkward attitude to her is not to blame.

The boy was never close to her.

More precisely he who never wanted to be approached by a star before.

The only child he used to be every day was close to him, but never once did he care, even sometimes disturbed when the Star approached him who was cool with his cellphone because it was always busy chatting with the Goddess.

Ah that fucking woman!

The weakness of his faith made his life shatter to pieces like this.

It's not really the fault of the spoiled woman actually. But I don't know, he just wanted to blame the Goddess this time.

If only the woman had not seduced him - with his mischievous flickering, smooth thighs deliberately exhibited by raising his negligence - to the point of making him unable to control himself, perhaps his life would have been fine to this day.

Dani ruffled his hair rough, hoping that the thoughts he was trying to get into his head were blown out and away from his head.

Back to look handsome and friendly face prospective husband Nawang.

Back came the memory of Nawang's calm and happy smile while walking by the man's side.

A smile that he had never seen in his entire life as his wife.

See? How not to be a husband all this time, until the wife as good and beautiful as Nawang never happy with him.

Worse yet, the woman even betrayed her to have children.

Barbaric right?

Astagfirullah.......

And now he still wants to blame the Goddess as a teaser when all is clearly in his own control?

If he is determined, really consider Nawang is the only woman in his life, temptations as crazy as anything must be meaningless and will be easily removed.

But what is the truth?

He committed treason on the grounds of Nawang who was too indifferent, Nawang who was not warm, Nawang who often said the spending money he gave was very minimal, and the money he gave was very minimal, Nawang was often silent but the look in his eyes was very angry and hurt at him.

He always blamed Nawang without ever wanting to know and did not want to find out why Nawang to behave like that.

And now reality is like slapping him.

Starting from his exit from the house after divorce - because the house he had been living in was the legacy of Nawang's parents and had to find a boarding room, which he had been living in, he just felt how good it was to go home and sleep without having to think about the cost of boarding.

Then when he was thirsty and hungry in his hostel. He had to fill the gallon first - let's be economical than having to always buy bottled water - and had to go to the stall first to eat. He only realized how much fun his life was given a wife - who despite being given money as he pleased - who always provided food and drink, even snacks even though only fried. All of that was enjoyed without ever thinking about how Nawang held everything.

How crowded his days Nawang has been taking care of everything about life at home and not to mention problems at work.

And he, who claimed to be a husband, closed his eyes tightly on all the fatigue of Nawang's inner birth during this time.

Less powerful what is Nawang?

Less great that how Nawang in dealing with it all these years?

How do you dare?

Divorce happens in its own stupidity.

Maybe if at that time Nawang did not catch wet his perverted actions with Dewi, currently they still remain as a married couple.

He was a happy husband who was selfless and ungrateful.

And Nawang as a wife who always chose silence and keep her own wound and treat it with tears that she considered as a crybaby.

And if the nature of the basic marriage has been betrayed, is it wrong that Nawang chose to leave his life to seek happiness that he has never given so far?

Who would survive in marriage with an accursed couple like himself even though he had seen with his own eyes his depraved deeds with the Goddess?

Come onl...Nawang is also human, a woman who is naturally fragile.

O Allah, forgive your servants.....

Now the rice has really become porridge.

There's no turning back for him.

All he can do now is as much as possible to make the existing porridge can still be enjoyed by adding savory soups and chicken treats, black soy or peanuts, soy sauce, sambal, and crackers or emping.

Let the porridge not only be plain and tasteless porridge but can be chicken porridge that can still be enjoyed delicacy.

That's what he's starting to do now.

He made a little bit of all the mistakes.

He cleaned up first himself.

It starts with closing all access to communication with the Goddess.

She had already talked all over to her mother and sister, who accepted her decision.

He only sent money as a sense of responsibility to his son.

He started looking for a side job outside of his working hours.

And thank God now he has two people who subscribe to the market to him every morning.

He really should be up at three in the morning now. To deliver Darso mas to the market, drop Darso mas in the market to go around shopping while he picks up Layla Bu who will also drop in the same market.

While Ms. Layla is traveling around the market, she won't wait for Darso's mas to come out of the market and be able to take him home.

Later until the house he can take a bath first just back to the market again to pick up Bu Layla from the market.

After seven o'clock in the evening, she was given a clock by Kang Hanif to park at the alley's front-floor until the supermarket closed at nine.

Dime jobs, but it turned out to be able to meet the needs of eating drinks and bathing every day until his salary at the factory he could divide to pay for the cost and rations of his two children, Bintang and Deka.

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Happy diving into life

Richard and Nawang ,Sist 🤩

At home here yes..... 😂