The Return of the First Wife
Chapter 5 - Hated The Bladder Child Himself

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Seeing Wildan's arrival, Altesa immediately turned around. He squinted his eyes and waited for the man to get out of the car.

The same thing was done by Rika. As a fellow woman, she certainly supports the actions of her best friend.

In the car, Wildan and Erma exchanged glances. Both of them carved a sly smile.

"Mas, your pea skin seems to be angry," said Erma as she folded her hands on her chest.

"Please, I can handle it." Wildan got out of the car.

Altesa then came. He immediately slapped a hard slap into Wildan's cheek.

Plaque!

The sound of that slap sounded loud. Altesa obviously did it with maximum power. Wildan's head even went to the left.

"You're outrageous! Why would you do this to me?! What's my fault, huh?!" crush Altesa with a deep frown. His face also looked flushed.

Wildan stroked the cheek from Altesa's slap. He chuckled while looking straight at the wife who had not officially divorced him.

"You'd better go and start a new life" Wildan replied.

"What did you say?!" reply Altesa who increasingly gripped with anger.

"Destiny seems to want you to suffer. I almost drove you to heaven, but baby you're sober. Yeah, well, I don't have a problem with that either." Wildan said the sentence casually. He didn't feel guilty at all.

Altesa clenched fists in both hands. Once again he tried to slap Wildan in the face. But the attack was held back, because Erma quickly stopped.

"Don't touch my husband!" erma said as he threw a rough hand Altesa.

Altesa is now getting angry. With the appearance of the shameless Erma, her anger suddenly peaked.

"I should have said that!" Altesa pushed Erma strong. Until the woman nearly fell. He did not fall, because Wildan caught his body smoothly.

"Where's Azka?! I want to meet him!" altesa said in a state of great obstructing eyes.

"He won't see you, jala*ng!" sahut Erma's.

"That's so brazen!" Rika who had been silent since then, finally raised her voice. He immediately stood next to Altesa.

"I'm her real mother! How could Azka not want to see me!" Altesa.

"No! I won't-" Erma's speech was cut off, when Wildan held onto her arm. The man had something better to say.

"Alright if that's what you want. You can wait for Azka to come home from school. But I won't let you in if you stay with your friend." Wildan pointed at Rika with his chin.

"What?! You rascal! I won't let Altesa be alone with you!" Rika did not accept it. But not for Altesa. The most important thing for him was to meet Azka. She misses her child so much.

"Already, Rik. Go, I can take care of myself." Altesa spoke with Rika nicely.

"But-"

"Trust me." Altesa continued to convince.

Rika was silent for a moment. He stared at Wildan and Altesa in turn. Until he finally decided to give up.

"Thank you much. I will definitely call you" Altesa said, welcoming Rika's mobile phone. He let go of his friend. And then I walked into Wildan's house.

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"Wait here!" Wildan told Altesa to sit in the living room. While Erma had just observed from a distance. Making sure Altesa doesn't do anything to Wildan.

Altesa ignored Wildan all out. His only intention was to meet Azka.

The view in Altesa circulated to all directions. He saw Wildan's new house was very luxurious. Even better than his house.

'Is Wildan that successful?' altesa thought wondering. He must be curious about the origin of the money that Wildan got.

"here, Mas. Let me take off the tie. You must be tired." The sound with a friendly tone was successful in attracting the hearing of Altesa. The owner is none other than Erma. The woman seemed busy taking care of the tie around Wildan's neck.

"thank you. You're getting more beautiful." said Wildan who Altesa could hear from a distance. His position and Erma were indeed not so far away.

"Mas, could've." Erma looks at each other with Wildan. Whether intentionally or not, the two kissed lips right in front of Altesa.

The sound of the kiss was clearly heard. Altesa immediately threw away his face. He could only endure the pain in his heart. Although Wildan is brash, it does not mean his love for the man has faded.

Slowly the tears of Altesa fell. He stayed because he wanted to meet Azka.

Over time Wildan and Erma's kisses heat up. Wildan's hands even look ruffled Erma's hair. The sound of their breathing was also clearly heard.

"We'll just go to the room!" said Erma. After removing her lips.

Wildan nodded and immediately carried Erma into the nearest room. Both of them seemed to no longer care about the existence of Altesa.

Now the cry of Altesa splashed. He immediately closed his two ears tightly. Altesa could certainly guess what Wildan and Erma did next. That's when a car stopped in the front yard. A boy got out of the car.

From his face, hair, and eyes, Altesa was sure the boy who got out of the car was Azka.

Altesa instantly wiped away the tears. He stopped crying and ran to Azka.

"Azka! It's Mother! You didn't forget the same Mother did you?" altesa is full of haru.

Witnessing the appearance of Altesa, Azka's facial expression frowned. His forehead was confused. He did not say anything and walked past Altesa just like that.

"Azka! It's Mother!" Altesa quickly held onto Azka's arm.

"Please! My mother is just Mother Erma!" Azka tried hard to remove Altesa's grip.

"Azka... Why are you talking like that? I am your birth mother. Mother misses very much with you.." again a clear liquid seeps in the corner of Altesa's eyes. Which mother's heart is not slashed when her child does not confess.

"No! My birth mother is Mother Erma! Aunty doesn't have to say anything anymore. I won't believe it!" pekik Azka. He immediately ran away from Altesa.

Wildan came out with swollen lips and an open buttoned shirt. Worse in the white shirt were also some red lipstick belonging to Erma.

Wildan rang while walking to Altesa. He said, "I told you that Azka would not want to see you. So you better just go. Oh, if you don't have a place to stay, I'll be happy to keep you here. I haven't officially divorced you yet."

Wildan sighed for a moment. "I'm too busy to take care of a small matter like a divorce. If you want to bother, can you take care of it for me?" smith again.

Altesa was on the floor. The inner burden he lifted made him unable to stand up straight. Her crying had reached a hiccup.

"Hiks...why is Mas like me...what is my fault?...hiks.." said Altesa on the sidelines of his cries. But Wildan clicked his tongue. Then leave Altesa.