Widow Twice
Action Jul

Via pulled the hand of the woman who came early in the morning to his house. Her hand swung slapping Rizka's cheek. How dare this woman come to a public place and take her husband.

Plakkc...

Rizka was surprised even so with Jul, who saw his wife arrive just come and slap Rizka's cheek.

Via stared intently at the face of Jul who was in front of him. While Jul himself is in view of Via misbehavior when caught with his wife if he goes with another woman.

"Well..."

Jul's scolding tone on Via when he saw Via's sharp eyes glaring at him.

"You're having an affair with this woman, huh,? So you went out of the boutique to see this old lady, heh..."

Jul shook his head at the sign that all of Via's accusations against him were untrue. He touched his wife's hand and Via avoided her.

Via doesn't believe in her own husband, never thought Jul would act stupid like this.

While Rizka herself clenched her teeth hearing Via's humiliation, if she was a spinster. Of course he did not accept the insult. Especially at this time the three of them became the center of attention of many people inside the cafe.

He returned Via's slap by slapping him back. But his hand didn't touch Via's cheek.

Via blocked the hand of the woman who came to his house this morning. He stared intently at this woman in front of him. And Jul himself is still in shock, he is confused how to get through it.

"You want my husband, hmm. I'll give you the old lady, take it."

Via threw out his hand that blocked the hand of a cheap woman like her. He didn't care about the many people staring at him.

While Jul who heard the words of Via glared at his eyes in disbelief. How could Via give it to another woman.

Via smiled sinisterly at her husband then glanced at the woman holding Jul's hand. Walk away leaving them both.

While Jul sees Via abandoning her, chasing after her.

"Via... "

Jul managed to block his wife's hand, he then turned his body and looked at the face of Via who looked at him flat.

"Ma..."

Arka who was not far from the two of them exclaimed. Jul looked at Arka. Instantly his chest was pounding in fear that his son would find out about their quarrel.

"Arka ate it, we're home.!"

Via cried out to his son. She turned to her husband and looked at him flat. There was absolutely no jealousy or hurt in his eyes.

Jul stared at the weld at the woman he loved. He had no idea it would happen like this.

"Via, jul doesn't know there's any Via here at all." Grant to the wife. He touched Via's hand and paled like a kitten caught stealing a salted fish.

While Via herself who heard the words of her husband, immediately her emotions re-peaked.

"Oh, so if there's no Via mas is free to hold other women that way."

Hearing his wife getting emotional, Jul shook his head. He did not cheat Via at all.

"Heh, before her Via had also lost her husband. Do you think I'll cry if I lose you."

Jul doesn't believe what he's hearing. That means Via really doesn't love her. That's why he immediately gave himself to the woman.

"Arka let's go home..!"

Arka stood up and approached her mother. He also did not look at Jul at all. This little boy was apparently also the same as his mother indifferently did not see Jul.

"Darling.."

Jul pulls out Via's hand hoping his wife doesn't get mad at him and forgives him.

While Rizka who stood not far from them stared at him in disbelief. Zain is a flat man and impressed when in the wild racecourse immediately became an Angora cat. Not only that he was also a witness when Zain brawled and made trouble.

"What,.."

Via barked sharply at her husband, she was already stifled to see her husband who somehow made her hurt. Is he willing to take revenge, if he is deliberately married to her first.

Damnit...

"No, Jul doesn't know him at all. Jul was hungry and he invited Jul to eat here. Come on Via, I'm sorry."

Jul can't if Via is angry with him, he doesn't care if he is the center of attention of many people. He also does not care if he is said to be soft like a tape. The important thing is that Via is still with him and Via is not angry with him. Of course the fate of his cassava is threatened, if Via divorced him, where he wanted to be a widower, not a month married, again anget angetnya planting cassava to bear fruit. Which can bear fruit if the hole is angry and does not exist.

Via did not touch her husband's words, he took Arka's hand out of the cafe.

A bar lady like Via has no shame. She was also the one who hit her ex-husband and his affair in the hotel lobby. Especially now that only in the cafe.

Jul followed Via from behind. He's like a rain duck child and lost his mother.

"Via.. Darling.."

Without warning Jul turned his body around and kissed his lips inside the cafe. Without shame became the spectacle of many people. Instead of getting angry and divorcing her, it is better to be embarrassed in public. Jul don't want to, cassava jul mushy continue. Especially if you ask to use a handbody, ogah.

Via glared his eyes as he felt Jul's lips landing perfectly on his lips. Not only that Jul also sipped his lower lip. Her husband was crazy, kissing her in front of a lot of people.

Rizka glared her eyes seeing Zain acting crazy kissing Via in public. Moreover, Zain was very excited when he kissed Via. His reddened eyes held back his emotions, he glanced towards the visitor who was partially staring at him trivially.

While Arka who stood in the middle of the two of them was only indifferent. He sat down in his chair, which was not far from him.

Five minutes passed, Jul just removed his lips from his wife's lips. He closed his eyes as the turmoil of his passion peaked. His tall and flabby blunt object turned into a baseball bat. Twitching to be let go, from the nest.

"Via cassava Jul want,"

She stared intently at her husband. It could have belonged to her husband standing when in anger. Via glanced towards Jul's thigh and sure enough he was inflate perfectly.

"Via, how's this, sore twitch,?"

Jul grimaced with a twitching pain down there. As a result of anger that ended up being caught holding another woman, her blunt object held up loudly asking to be released.