Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapters 70. A heart that is never satisfied.

"You're really late, Mas. What do you mean compare me to that fat guy!" angry Gisella after the two of them went home and entered the room.

Gavin who kept looking at Yonna throughout the event was quite disturbing Gisella's heart. The woman began to bring it up and protested her husband's attitude as they entered the car to get home.

Instead of realizing the mistake and apologizing to his wife. Gavin continues to praise Yonna and mentions the advantages of the woman that his wife does not have. As if comparing two similar items apparently with different qualities.

Enough to make a deep wound in Gisella's heart. Which woman can accept with chested airiness if her husband compares himself to the wife of another person. Moreover, Gavin directly asserted that he was a very bad wife. Of course Gisella will be inflamed.

"I'm not comparing, you're asking why I keep looking at Yonna. I answer what it is, then what's the problem?" gavin replied that looks so relaxed.

No matter who listens to his words, he will feel pain or not. He unbuttoned the sleeve of the shirt he was wearing and then rolled his arm up to the elbow.

"Yes, but your explanation was full of praise for her. While you always bring up my shortcomings. As if I didn't have the slightest advantage!" reply Gisella growled.

Gavin turned to face his already furious wife. "Oh yeah, I remember. There are advantages to you, not just one but two. The first smart spent my money and the second smart made me mad!" gavin said as he moved his fingers to form numbers one and two with his index and middle fingers.

"So you mean, you regret marrying me and leaving your fat ex-wife behind?"

Regretted? Gavin was silent for a moment with that sentence. Seeking certainty in himself, let him be a fool who regrets past decisions. But in fact that is what it is and Gavin realized it.

It became a tightness that surrounded the man's chest. Like a husk splashed with coal, small but able to burn slowly. The enthroned ego cannot blame itself. Continue to seek justification by blaming others.

You're the imperfect one! Why can't you be beautiful like other women! Why can't I make my eyes satisfied by just seeing yourself! Those words that kept coming out of her lips, Alice was now Gisella. Who else tomorrow? In fact, it is the heart that is troubled, he who is never satisfied with all that he has.

Going and looking for an impingement is the only path Gavin can take right now. Seeking out the momentary pleasures out there to fill the emptiness of the heart that Gavin didn't realize would only add to the new problems continuously.

"Mas, where are we going? We're not done talking!" Gisella held her husband's arm not to leave.

Gavin blurted out the gazes right at the two black eye beads.

"It's none of your business!" Gavin brushed the woman's hand so hard that Gisella collapsed and took two steps back in disappointment. The man in front of him was getting rough.

"You must want to go to that place again. What do you consider me is that we freely went in and out of that cursed place and broke my heart!" The intonation of his tone grew even higher, raising anger that had been increasingly overflowing to the crown.

"One step you get out of this room. Watch out for you!" he continued, full of emphasis. Gisella straightened her head as if she was challenging Gavin. No clear liquid accumulates in the eye pelukan, there are only eyes of hatred.

Gavin turned around with a sinister smile etched on his lips. He chuckled at the words of his wife who tickled his stomach.

"You can live a good life like this because of me. Because of the money I gave you. Otherwise you will just be a flirting whistle from one man to another. And I'm so stupid as to make a woman like you a wife. If you still want to live a good and decent life in this house with my money. So be quiet and obey, do not interfere with what I do. I don't like dissident women!" Gavin.

His jaw looked so hard, the look of a savage eye was like wanting to pounce alive on the prey that was in sight. Gisella.

"It's not the right time to provoke him. It could be that my life floated in her hands, "gisella's inner self advised.

"Good Mas. I get it, I'm sorry. I was wrong." That one sentence was like a magic spell that instantly calmed down.

Gavin let go of his wife's hand and left without a word. Only the corners of her lips were raised upwards which Gisella caught from her husband's face.

The woman was shot, falling to the floor with limp feet that were unable to support her body for a while.

Those hateful eyes grew increasingly smoldering at the back of the man who started to open the door and left the room.

For the umpteenth time, Gisella was humiliated like this. She thought being Gavin's wife would earn her love and honor. But what he really thinks is wrong.

If it is only a matter of money, without having to bear the status of a wife, he can get a lot of money that can afford to buy whatever he wants.

"Review you, Mas. I'll make sure you'll regret everything you've done for me!" he said with both hands clenched tightly on the floor until the veins in the hand were clearly imprinted.

Gavin steps out of the house, he gets into his car. Driving the car drove away. Mr. Iman who opened the high gate was staring at the departure of the black car that was speeding up.

He saw the husband-wife quarrel when he just got out of the car and continued to get into the room. Seeing Gavin who went through the middle of the night with a sour face made Mr. Iman believe the battle was still continuing and did not find a point of peace.

Now the old eye turned to look at the moon shining brightly.

"When one cannot like the moon, how can one enjoy the radiant beauty of the moon. Sometimes even a perfectly beautiful moon is a time when it looks bad with black clouds covering its luminous radiance. Only people who really like will stick around and wait for that sparkle to come back again. Just like that with love. It doesn't always have to be perfect, but it's the point of view that makes it look perfect."

Mr. Faith breathed a heavy sigh. As a parent who was full with many experiences he quite regretted the youngest attitude of the Apsara family.

Decades of dedication to the family home of Apsara made him know everything in the family. He even knew very well the original qualities they had.

Gavin who had no commitment while Bara who was cold outside but kept a lot of warmth at the bottom of his heart.