Wife Facing Unconsidered
part 25's. Against Pelakor

Medina had just come home from her campus, she came home at ten in the morning because her lecturer there was a meeting so students were returned very quickly.

Median returned to Darmansyah's house, Kafkha was eager to return home but Darmansyah forbade him, he was forced to stay for a few more days in Darmansyah's house.

"Assynnya!" greetings from Medina

"Wa'alaikumussalam!" the main door was opened by one of the art in this house.

"Lho, why did the lady come home so quickly? usually miss comes home in the afternoon!" bik ikom

"Lecturer again bik meeting, so Dina came home early!" medina

Median went into his room he put the book and also the laptop that he brought to his campus, he rested for a while in his room, Medina opened her veil first.

"Yep...!" he took a long breath

Now he put the veil back and he came out of his room, because he was relieved and did not feel sore again he went down to help.

Medina approached her mother-in-law who was again in the kitchen.

"Dina help ya ma!" said Medina just arrived in the kitchen, Sarah felt a little surprised by the arrival of Medina

"Eh, Din's home, why go home so soon?" ask Sarah

"Lecturers are close again ma, so we returned very quickly today!" tell Medina

Sarah smiled, "it could be a coincidence!" said Sarah

"I mean ma?"

"Mama actually wants to go to Kafkha's office to deliver lunch, because you're home so you're the one who delivered lunch to your husband, she said, Kafkha must be happy because you're delivering lunch to her!" said Sarah

Median smiled a little behind the veil, yes, hopefully Kafkha will receive a lunch that will be delivered by Medina, hopefully he did not scold Medina.

"Yes ma!"

Medina helped her mother-in-law make lunch, the clock still shows at 10:30 wib, still a long time break will come.

They finished cooking very quickly because not only the two of them were cooking, the other art also helped make this lunch.

The food that will be delivered by Medina has been provided in a small bushel, currently Medina changes her clothes with a shar'i dress that she always wears, and do not forget also the veil that always covers the beauty of his face.

Median was delivered by the driver to Kafkha's office, from the beginning of the marriage to the present, this is the first time Medina came to her husband's office.

He reached the front of the skyscraper, Medina entered the office, because she did not know where her husband's room, Medina asked the receptionist.

"Excuse me!" medina

"Well, can I help you?" the receptionist asked very kindly as she clenched her hands to her chest.

"Kafkha sir's room where's mbak?" ask Medina

"I'm sorry, did you make an appointment with Mr. Kafkha?" ask the receptionist kindly.

Medina smiled behind her veil, "my wife, I want to deliver lunch for Mr. Kafkha!" tell Medina very kindly with her gentle voice.

"Oh, astagfirullah alhazim.pardon me ma'am, I forgot if the mother of the wife of Mr. Kafkha, once again forgive me ma'am!" the receptionist apologized for the previous mistake.

"No problem, ma'am!"

The receptionist took Medina to Kafkha's room, where they boarded a special elevator to reach the Kafkha room.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I forgot about it, somewhere in my mind I forgot my mother as the wife of Mr. Kafkha!" the receptionist apologized back to Medina.

"No matter, I rarely come here, you don't know me!" medina

"Sorry mom, I forgot!" said the receptionist.

They reached the corridor to Kafkha's room, Medina just asked to get here just ask to be delivered

"Sama-sama ma'am, enjoy lunch mom and dad!"

Medina nodded as she stepped into her husband's room, where she was met by Kafkha's secretary, who again sat at his desk.

"Mother Medina!" the secretary's.

"Assalamualaikum Medina's mother, how can I help you?" kafkha's secretary said it was very friendly to stand up when Medina came.

"Wa'alaikumussalam mbak, I'm here to see Mr. Kafkha, is he there?" ask Medina

"Sir Kafkha...!" the secretary hesitated to convey something to Medina.

"Yes, Kafkha sir is in the ma'am!" said the secretary.

Medina went to Kafkha's room and she opened the door, the thing she saw the most was Clara.

"Assynnya!" greetings from Medina

She went into her husband's room, so hurt that Medina saw Kafkha alone with Clara.

"Mas, I'd like to deliver lunch for you!" tell Medina to ignore Clara who is staring at her.

Kafkha's a little away from that Clara, "honey why is this woman coming in here?, and why is she delivering lunch for you?, don't we want lunch outside, baby!" said Clara deliberately sitting on Kafkha's lap.

Medina smiled slightly, she had been treated like this by these two people, this time Medina would not want to lose to that Clara, she said, Kafkha was her husband and she had to take her husband out of the hands of this actor.

Medina ventured to Kafkha, removing Clara from her husband's lap.

"Will Clara not fear sin? you dare to flirt with people's husbands!" medina was angry in Kafkha's eyes

"Heh, you're the one who has dared to lecture me, you're the one who teased Kafkha from me not me, you're the one who snatched Kafkha from me!" hardik Clara lays a slap to Medina but Medina quickly restrains Clara's hand.

"Sorry, this Kafkha mas already has a wife so why would you want to disturb our household life?, sorry again mbak is not this mbak an actor because it has seduced people's husbands!" satir Medina though her voice can not be hardened.

"It's bad you're a hypocritical woman!" snapped Clara

"Who did you say actor huh? aren't you the actor!" clara is very emotional

"No, I'm not an actor, what is the proof? I am the legal wife of Kafkha, while who is Kafkha? mbak just his lover, is not that lover the same as the actor?" medina scorn

During this time Medina continued to be patient with the behavior of these two, but for now she could not wait anymore, she would fight this actor for the sake of her household.

Kafkha from earlier was just silent to see the debate between his lover and his legitimate wife, he did not know who to defend.

"Darling, why don't you defend me anyway?" clara pushed Medina's body so she could sit on Kafkha's lap again.

Medina dragged Clara's hand so she wouldn't sit on her husband's lap, "what the hell are you!" medina said Medina then Medina who sat on her husband's lap, she could do what Clara did with her husband.

"Mas Kafkha, please take this woman out!" pinta Medina rubbed her husband's jaw.

Whether consumed by Kafkha would rather see his wife, he even forgot Clara who was already careless in front of him.

With the arrogant heart Clara prefers to get out of Kafkha's room, he feels unconcerned by Kafkha.

Because Clara had already left this room, Medina hurriedly descended from her husband's lap.

"Sorry, Dina is so presumptuous!" apologize Medina

Kafkha was still in a daze he still did not realize if he was fascinated with Medina earlier, moreover Medina was very close to him and sat on his lap.

...

Seriate...

Hayooo yoyoyo please give your comments on this story, no comments short, author want to see a long comment from you.

Like the same vote do not forget too, do not be a dark reader!!!