Trapped by a Neglected Wife
sweet-talk

"Morning, mama?" Kinara sat her ass right next to Dilla's mom.

Last night I just remembered asking my beloved mother-in-law's name, my sharp gaze lay on me.

"Mama's eyes why is that? can't go back to normal again?"

"Bi ... Make me fried rice?" I said a little scream, seemed to play around with my mother-in-law in the morning can make my morning spirit rise.

"But-but, non? bibik answered stammeredly, glancing at Mama Dilla.

"Bibik make it? mama is my business!" I put my sweetest smile on my mom.

"well, non!" bibik headed for the refrigerator to pick up some ingredients.

The buzz at the dinner table shocked us.

"Stop acting as you please, Amara!" snapped mom.

"You think we hire helpers just to serve, you?

"Oh ... Definitely dong, ma! Which Angkasa pays his bib? Mama forgot who's this wife of mine?" relaxed said.

"Let him make breakfast for himself, bik?" the sharp lyrics of mama Dilla lay towards the bibik.

"Good lady." aunt stopped her cooking.

"Bik, just go on! I'm aduin in Angkasa later." I asked my aunt to make breakfast for me again.

"But-but, non?" aunt bowed

"Continue on, bik?" we all turned our gazes towards the voice that stepped towards the dining table.

"I-iya! My aunt continued cooking.

"Morning, honey?" angkasa said kissing the tip of my head, I smiled mockingly at Mama Dilla, I can guess how the boiling of blood was when I saw the intimacy shown by her favorite son.

"Morning, Mom!" The sky turned its lips, and sat beside me.

"Kok calls are still om, anyway?" says Angkasa.

"Morning, mom!" spoiled kataku.

"Sok friendly! If you know how Angkasa treats you first, maybe you'll cry blood." said Mama Dilla.

"Ma ..." reprimand Space.

I rubbed Angkasa's shoulders, then turned to look at Dilla's mother.

"Delegated, ma? The most important thing now is that Space wants to change." I reply.

"Don't be tempted by Angkasa's beautiful face, all this time he can lie to us with his geeky look."

"And it turns out that his bad attitude is only revealed now." I just carelessly responded.

"Bik, take my breakfast to the room! Wouldn't eat a table with this snake woman."

I just sneered at Mama Dilla.

"Snake a snake." I sneered. Mom passed by while stomping her feet.

"Don't listen to my mom, will you?" said the soft space, whether the devil is the man who is beside me at this time.

"Is he planning something?" muttered.

"Hemm .. It's okay!" shortened say.

Bibik put two dishes of fried rice in front of us, this hand reflex immediately took a spoon and put the Angkasa plate.

"You never forget the habit when we are having breakfast together, even though you are in a coma long enough" said Angkasa.

Jeez ... I really don't understand

How can you keep serving your husband Amara, while he never thinks you exist, bahin Amara, then I just smile in response to the words of Angkasa.

After finishing our breakfast, Angkasa paid a visit to the office.

"You're not getting whiz?" ask Space.

"Butik?" alisku.

"Do you not remember, not just one you have some boutique relics of your late mother." Angkasa explained, although in fact he was not very aware of the development of Amara boutique because all this time he did not want to know.

"I can't remember! Then I'll be there."

"Yes already ... Go to the office first, right?" Space extended its hand.

I kissed the back of her hand, the thing I had never done except with my papa mama, the fate of being a wife.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

"Daahh my wife!" I shuddered at the romantic snobs of this man, surely after this he would make out with his mistress in the office.

I went back to the room, I passed by Dilla's mom sitting in the living room seat.

"Such a son who just fumed to be a mistress! be satisfied, soon the most will be kicked by my son." he replied when I want to step my foot up the stairs.

My steps stopped and turned this body towards Mama Dilla.

"I should be the mistress of this house! I'm so sorry why I didn't do it the first time."

I stared at the feet of Mama Dilla who still looks bruised due to my drive yesterday, spontaneously mom pulled her legs

I smiled slylyly, "It turns out that my mother had forgotten what happened yesterday, huh?"

"How about I remind you again." I put my eyebrows down.

"You-you! Sassy you are Amara, the ghost does not know itself." which was only replied by giggling by me, mama immediately left the living room while stomping her legs.

"You're playing around with Kinanti apparently the attached grandmother." I said as I flicked my hair back.

I went back to my steps in the room which was delayed by my mother-in-law.

After changing clothes and putting my phone in my bag, then grabbing the car keys from the hangers, my first goal was the speed that Angkasa said earlier, he had sent my boutique address via a short message.

When I got to the place where I smothered my mouth, a luxury boutique was plastered in front of the eyes, Amara was born from a rich woman, why all this time she wanted to be oppressed by Angkasa and his family.

I opened the boutique door someone greeted me with a surprised face.

"A-amara! Are you really Amara?" he said while flipping through my body, until my head was dizzy.

"You made me pangling, Ra! Why don't you look like this a long time ago." This woman doesn't stop babbling.

"Stop! I raised my palm.

"My head is dizzy?" I poked my head which throbbed at this woman.

The woman grinned at me displaying her rabbit teeth.

"So may I know who you are?" I stared at the woman, the smile from her lips instantly gone.

"You forgot your best friend, Ra?" he said with a sad tone.

"Friend?" the woman nodded her head.

"So we're friends?" I laughed and confused the woman in front of me.

"I finally found my best friend! After a few days alone."

"You're still sane, Ra? Did Space hurt you again?" this woman looks worried.

"Better we talk in my room! Do you know where my room is?" Amara dyedukan menatapa around the boutique.

"Your room is on the third floor, bestie! This woman pulled me into the elevator.

"So what makes you forget this friend of yours." this woman crossed her chest in front of me, after we reached the room nuanced sage, we chose to sit on the sofa in the corner of the room

"I lost my conscious memory from a coma!" amara.

"Astaghfiullah! This woman smothered his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Ra? Boutiques can not be left, visitors are very crowded." regretted the woman.

"No problem, the important thing is that we can meet again." I can see the sincerity of this woman's gaze.

"So what's your name?" I looked at this woman.

"You used to call me, Vio! My name is Viona." she introduced herself.

"Welcome back Amara!" Viona hugged the body of the friend she missed so much."

"I hope we can knit our friendship from the beginning again!" I can feel Amara's closeness to this woman named Viona.

"Certain ... We've been friends for a long time!" Vio tightened his embrace.

As we were talking someone knocked on the door of the room, I let the person in.

"Sorry buk, under Dilla's mother and mbak bella make a mess again" said the employee.

By: mikhayla92

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