The Story of an Injured Wife

The Story of an Injured Wife
Wife Sah vs. Actor


"Otherwise mas?"


"You're sleeping outside tonight!" said Mas Damar then he went inside and then locked the door. I did not stay silent, I banged on the door to make a noise. But still Damar did not want to open the door. Until I got tired of myself and the backrest behind that door.


"Mas Damar open mas, cold." I said sadly. Tears are back. The guard looked sorry to see me being treated like this. He moved towards me and helped me stand up.


"Mrs sleep in my guard room only, let me sleep outside. Poor mistress and baby-to-be mistress."


Why good is another man. Since this is for the sake of my health as well as my baby, then I received help from the guard guards. I was taken into his narrow and messy room.


"For now until tomorrow here."


"Sorry sir, because of me, you're sleeping outside."


"I used to sleep outside. It's okay, madam. What matters now is your health and your future son."


"Again many thanks, sir security guard? Don't forget to bring a pillow and a holster."


"Together, ladies."


Then I closed the door to this little room, letting the security guard sleep outside alone.


Actually I can go home to my mom. It's much more comfortable there. But it was night and I was tired too. In this room there is only a dim light and also some chairs and tables, as well as a small radio that always accompanies the days of the security guard.


I lay it on a floor mattress that is not too wide in size. I fell down while thinking of immediately filing for divorce and gone forever from the life of that jerk.


"Will mom survive forever with your dad, or get out of his life. Can you be willing if someday, we live without knowing your evil father, son?" my mouth speaks while holding my stomach.


I closed my eyes and opened them again in the morning. I woke up late, but I had to go back to the store.


I hurried out of the security guard's room. By eight in the morning, the door was not open for me. How strong Damar is to me. I want to shower, brush my teeth, and so on.


"Mas Damar open the door?" call me in a high tone.


It looks like Elma came out and opened the door, but she didn't let me in.


"I want to go inside and don't stop me. Because of your accusation yesterday, Damar turned into the same me!"


"Sorry lady again, sorry. But I'm not allowed to let you in."


I looked inside, there was Mas Damar who was sitting arrogantly on the living room sofa.


"okay! You think I'm a bad guy who doesn't have a house! I'm not going back to hell like this, bye!" my light. Elma had her face startled to see me who dared to resist. Somehow mas Damar, but I immediately went away from this place.


I went to the side of the road waiting for the passing freight. There was an angkot passing by, this morning I went home to the house of my mother to take an angkot.


"Basar wife does not know themselves" said Damar who was heard by Elma.


Elma laughed cunningly seeing the couple fighting. Meanwhile, Damar's phone suddenly had a video call coming in. It was from Viona's son.


"What's up Viona?"


"How are you doing, papa?"


"You're a real school there, you're wondering papa's news, papa's busy."


Damar shut down the video call. Because her papa behaved like that, Viona was sad in her dorm.


Viona was crying. A few roommates approached Vio, calming down the sad Vio.


***


Today there are five people who buy clothes at the mama boutique. Admission is quite decent, not to mention the order of dozens of wedding dresses. I'm going to buy some fresh fruit at the mall for my mom.


At three o'clock in the afternoon, I left for a mall in a taxi. Where I am taking a taxi now. Mas Damar has turned into a figure who is increasingly hearty to his wife.


Along the way I looked around, the roadside atmosphere. I try to keep smiling. I see people who are active there, busy with their own world.


But my attention was distracted by seeing someone who created a storm of destruction in my household. Yes, he is Miho. Miho was standing gracefully in front of the mall while carrying an expensive bag.


"Down here sir. It's the cab payment."


"Good mba, thanks."


"Together."


I got out of the cab. He walked over to the serpent woman. Seeing my arrival, Miho continued to look at me with a cynical look.


"It looks like fate brought us here, women who take over husbands!" my anger then slapped Miho's face twice.


Miho looked shocked as I slapped her face twice with bravery.


A moment later Miho threw away her face, not looking at me anymore. But I stopped for a moment in front of this snake woman.


"Eh there's a man grabbing a man's husband, what's it going to buy?"


"Okay, I don't want to argue with hypocrites like you."


"Well to say hello to someone like me? What mistake did I have? Am I the one that society blasphemes?"


"What do you want? Want to embarrass me here?"


"Oh, of course not. I just want to buy some fruit inside, for my mama."


"Oh. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about this."


Miho took out an invitation from inside her bag, then she threw the invitation into my face. Not polite! Then I picked up the invitation that fell on that floor. I opened the contents, there are already photos of prewedding Miho and mas Damar. I just smiled looking at this picture.


"Why are you smiling? You're not in your right mind, your stress is because you feel inferior to me?"


"I'm a rival to a rotten actor like you! Cheating with husband until pregnant out of wedlock. Obviously, our levels are different. I'm not competing with low-quality goods." I said slowly but surely stab and hit his chest.


Miho also smiled at me.


"Your words are a prick, Yaya! But I'm not going down because of your words. Ah, let me go back to the apartment, keep on resting. Because my day with my dearest Mas Damar, must appear primed and perfect." said Miho with a cynical style then stepped a few steps away from me. But he stopped again.


"Eits, don't forget the date! So witness my happy moment with my dear Mas Damar." he continued while poking my cheek.


I brushed off this fucking lady's finger and then I grabbed her arm.


"What the hell! Sick knows! Fruits never fall far from the tree. Same barbarians as your mama who now got that karma!"


"Shut up! Don't take my mama. To be sure, no matter how rough my mother, I am still proud to have a mother who loves her child. Keep educating her child. Until I became an educated child, and certainly did not want to damage the household of others."


Miho glared at me, then she grabbed my arm as well.


"You've been wrong to look for an opponent, you'll regret Yaya!" whispered Miho in front of my face. I don't know why I feel like I'm seeing this terrifying female demonic aura 5cm in front of me.


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