The Return of the First Wife
Chapter 10 - The Small Room For The First Wife

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Altesa immediately threw away his face. As if not concerned with Erma's words. He then sat back down on the sofa. In the cross hands on the chest.

Erma grimaced in disgust. He immediately left Altesa. Let the woman be alone in the living room.

Shortly after, Azka came from school. Altesa stood up. He was excited when he saw the child.

"Why is Aunt coming again?" timpal Azka with barely clingy eyebrows.

"For a while I will stay here." said Altesa. This time he tried to restrain himself from making Azka afraid.

"What?!" Azka surprise. He panicked and ran up the stairs.

Altesa, anxious that Azka would fall, decided to follow. He slowly walked with Azka. Until when he arrived on the second floor, Altesa watched Azka enter a room.

Room door left open. Azka was seen approaching Erma who was lying on the bed. The woman did not sit when Azka came. He was busy playing his cell phone.

"Mother! Mother! Why does that evil aunt live here?!" asked Azka while stomping the two legs in turn.

"He'll stay a while, honey. It won't be long. You better rest and eat yes. Mother had ordered pizza," said Erma. He stared and smiled curiously at Azka. Then refocus on the phone.

From behind the wall, Altesa observes how Erma treats Azka. The woman was impressed to care, but her attention is still fairly lacking.

'It's good this way. I can easily pay the same attention to Azka, ' Inner Altesa while smiling faintly. He feels he has hope.

Altesa quietly went downstairs. That's when he met Wildan. The man came over while loosening the tie.

"So you have no problem staying here?" wildan asked with a grin on the tinge of his face.

"I'm forced. That's because you sold all my properties! Tell me, how much treasure you took from me." Altesa stepped forward to Wildan.

"If you want to hitchhike here, you better never talk about something that's not yours anymore." Wildan spoke slowly but with great emphasis. He passed through Altesa. "Follow me! I'll show you a room for you" he said without looking back.

Altesa immediately picked up the suitcase. He breezed around Wildan. Exactly to a room close to the roof.

"Come in! Your room's. Better than sleeping on the street, right?" wildan said as he opened the door. Showing a restroom that should be devoted to helpers.

Altesa's eyes immediately swerved. "I don't want to sleep in this room" he refused.

"Thank you. All the good rooms are filled, "kilah Wildan. He must be lying. Remembering the house he lived in now big like a palace.

"really? Then I'll take a look at it myself." Altesa did not believe. He moved with his suitcase.

Wildan. He hurriedly stopped. Clutching tightly onto Altesa's arm.

"I told you! No more room for you. If you don't want the room I gave you, then I'll just kick you out of here!" threaten Wildan with a sharp look.

"What is your attitude towards your wife?! You know I can sue you! Now I'm setting up my meeting with Mr. Vishnu!" reply Altesa who was gripped with anger. He's finally released.

Wildan was silent to Altesa's statement. But it didn't last long. Because he immediately let go of laughter. Causing the forehead Altesa frowned deeply.

"You think that's funny?!" Altesa clenched fists in both hands.

"Bwhahaha..very funny, Al." Wildan was still laughing. He stopped laughing eventually. He then stated, "I will wait for your demands. So, you better get in your little room."

Wildan smiled obliquely. He took Altesa's suitcase. Then throw it into the room. As if forcing Altesa to immediately enter the room.

"Whatdoyouwant? You must be planning something" Wildan said. Causing Altesa's pupils to dilate instantly. Even so, he still acted calmly.

"I just need a place to stay. We are not divorced, are we? As a husband, you still have an obligation to take care of me" Altesa responded.

"We are not divorced. But I don't think of you as a wife anymore." After saying so, Wildan passed away.

Altesa had no choice. His face flushed with anger.

Altesa was forced into the room. He leaned against the door and slowly sat down on the floor. Thinking about how Wildan had behaved towards him earlier.

"What happened to Wildan? Why is he so?" altesa Gumam. He compared the old and present Wildan. The comparison is clearly very different.

Altesa took the phone. He immediately asked Rika about Mr. Vishnu.

"I've come to Mr. Vishnu to his office. But he doesn't exist. He said Mr. Vishnu was on vacation. We have to wait, Al. Or do you want me to find another lawyer?" rika said across the phone.

"no need. If you use the services of another lawyer, then we will start from the beginning. And we're probably gonna have a hard time finding evidence. Anyway I don't want to owe you and Beno too much" Altesa said.

"It's okay, Al. Beno and I don't want you to stay there for long!"

"I can hold on. Trust me, I won't give up until I can convince Azka." Altesa gave rise to his determination again.

"Yes already.if Wildan and the woman are evil to you, do not forget to document it with a video or photo. And make sure you don't lose. I-i-"

"You just calm down. I can take care of myself. Thank you very much, Rik. Tell Beno I'll work with him tomorrow." Altesa deliberately cut Rika's speech. He was the one who ended the call first.

Altesa stood in front of the mirror. Pay attention to the shape of the body from the tip of the foot to the head. He did not argue that his appearance was disheveled. Plus his body is more full.

"Let's improve the appearance from now on. And there is no tomorrow!" Altesa spoke to his own reflection. He straightened his hair with a cutlery. Then change clothes with a knee-length dress.

In the late afternoon, Altesa was busy cooking in the kitchen. He wanted to make a special dinner for Azka.

Coinciding with that, Erma appeared. He carved a grin on his bar.

"Thank God you know what to do. Please make me some hot tea." Erma plainly told Altesa. He was waiting at the dining table. The woman was playing mobile phone again.

"Make it yourself!" reply Altesa.

Erma flabbergasted. His attenuation immediately turned towards Altesa. "Hey! Are you aware of your position? You're younger than me! Besides, you're hitching a ride living here!" stand up while getting up from the seat.

"I knew. But my position is still as Wildan's legal wife." Altesa replied with a soft tone of speech. He even held his chest. Showing an innocent face.

"Just do my command!" Erma forced.

Altesa was silent for a moment. Until the idea came to his mind. He then said, "I'm sorry."

Altesa lowered his head. He took a glass from the shelf. Make some warm tea for Erma.

When it was finished, Altesa gave his homemade tea to Erma. Without a second thought, Wildan's second wife drank the tea.

Byurs!

Not yet had time to swallow, Erma immediately spouted the tea out of the mouth. How not? It tastes so salty like sea water.

"You're lucky I didn't put in the poison" Altesa said, chuckling. He went back to cooking.