When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
S2: The Evil Stepfather

Laila stroked her chest that hurt. Not because of illness, but heartache because the old wounds buried now open and re-gap, because of meeting with the King. The man was really the cause of trouble, he was very afraid when the King took his children.

"Riska and Risky are my children, no one can take them from me. I was pregnant, I gave birth and weaned."

Laila monologues to herself. The sound of Laila's cell phone in the room rang. As soon as the woman entered the room, Laila's forehead wrinkled when she saw the number coming in.

Hesitatingly he received a call from that unknown number.

"Hello," said Laila curiously.

[Greetings first, hello new! Eshallabellam!]

Laila's eyes were wide open to hear a voice that was very familiar to her. Who else if not King Baskoro, the most annoying man in the world. He was very good at making Laila high blood.

Laila's breath was heard hunting, out of nowhere the King got his mobile number.

"You?! How did you get my phone number?!" laila asked in a cold tone of voice.

[Your twin father is a rich man. It's easy for me to get what I want except your forgiveness! That's so hard! So, please cooperate well so that I can quickly apologize from you!]

The sound of King's voice as tempting as Laila made the woman's ears hot almost let out a hot fire.

"Basic crazy?!" laila immediately ended the call.

Laila wanted to immediately block the King's number so that the man could not contact her anymore. But, before that, a video message came in.

Curious, Laila opened the video.

[A father with initials (H) in the city (S) has the heart to molest his stepson so many times. The stepfather's depraved behavior was exposed when the victim initialed (K) reported to his aunt, that she was no longer a virgin. He said he did not dare to complain to his mother and uncle, because he was threatened by his stepfather.]

Laila as a woman and a mother were heartbroken to read the news. How despicable is the wicked man, to molest his own stepdaughter.

The number came back to call Laila. He received a call from the King a second time.

[You've seen it, haven't you? I don't want the twins to have a stepfather, because I'm their real father alive. As bad as I was in the past, I can't live quietly if my children live on one roof with another man. Maybe the man you want to share with you is initially kind and affectionate to them.]

[But, what if Riska grows up and becomes a beautiful girl later? Is that affection still sacred, like father and son in general? Or change into a predatory savage desire k*lamin? I agree you're looking for a new father for the twins, if I'm a bad father. But, you know for yourself how I love children, right?]

The king spoke in a serious and calm tone across there. The man was in his car, he saw Laila's house from outside. Very small but clean.

Laila who heard it was silent for a moment. What the king said is true. Honestly, Laila also felt very afraid to remarry, fearing that her children Rai get affection from her stepfather.

What if that guy was just in love with Laila? What if he just wants Laila's body?

What if one day, the man yells at or hits the twins?

Really, just imagine that he can't. Laila felt guilty enough for yelling at the twins last night. Just hit him he never wanted to do anything to his kids.

Because what? She is their mother. His life is at stake to give birth to Riska and Risky.

No need to answer. All mothers would agree, no one can beat their children, except for themselves.

In fact, a mother will be the front guard for her children if the father of the child out of control wants to beat them.

"You're also a bad father! Did you forget? You used to call them illegitimate children."

After saying that, Laila immediately turned off her phone. The next time the woman slid to the cold floor, she cried alone in the room.

Laila patted her chest that felt tight. Why is the king coming now? Where was Laila insulted and maki by her old neighbor? Where do people insult children in their womb?

Pain ... O Allah for whatever sake Laila's heart is very sick.

No woman is a widow. Except, circumstances that forced them to become widows.

All women agree to have the same dream: to marry the right person. Once in a lifetime.

"What should I do, God? Hiks .. tired of Allah .. tired!" Laila was crying alone.

This is the real Laila. She was weak, but pretended to be strong in front of her children.

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"I'm sorry, La. I'm sorry!"

The king hit the steering wheel hard until the back of his hand was flushed red and the blisters bled.

He failed to be a good father. However, she still hopes to improve her relationship with Laila and the twins. He still wants to be a good father.

"I'm wrong! I'm sorry!" lirih Raja slowly.

That handsome guy doesn't know what else to do. Right now his head is in a lot of pain, his chest is tight.

The King's eyes captured the silhouette of children pedaling their bicycles through the rearview mirror of his car.

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Riska and Risky are very happy to get chocolate from Fatimah. The day started late, they went back to their homes.

"Abang, the chocolate is good!" chirp Risky in the back seat.

Risky nodded his head.

"He'um, the chocolate is so good! My brother ate chocolate for the first time."

"We tell you how to buy?" ask Riska with a cheerful look.

Risky who heard it smiled happily. There is no harm in asking your mother to buy the same chocolate.

"Wait for Mother to heal first. Usually every Sunday Mother will take us to the city, to take goods. Later, we ask to buy the same mother!" risky's reply smartly made Riska nod her head in understanding.

"It's like the King's uncle's car!" point Riska at the Pajero car in front of their house.

"Yeay there's Uncle King!" cheer Risky happy.

Risky stopped pedaling his bike, the two of them got off the bike immediately while near the King's car.

The adult man got out of his car.

"Hey, handsome and pretty!" greet the spirit king, a bright smile plastered on his face. The sadness that was there, now recovered when he met his twins.

However, …

"Abang, Grandpa! Go home ... already want magrib!" exclaimed Laila who was already standing in front of the door of the house.

The situation between Laila and the King became tense and cold.

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