Wife Facing Unconsidered
part 29's. Bizarre

Clara was so emotional and cringe-wrenching when she got to her house, how could Kafkha not care for her for the sake of the woman, he threw the stuff in his room to the floor to vent his emotions.

"Based on the si*lan girl who was so brave she fought me, who she could actually be against me!"

"Aakakh... si*lan why Kafkha even defended the hypocritical girl, has Kafkha started to fall in love with that si*lan girl?"

Clara was very angry at Kafkha who did not care about her earlier, she felt humiliated by Kafkha in front of Medina earlier.

"I will not be willing to let go of you Kafkha, I will destroy your life, aaakh... girl sib*lan beware of you later, I will make calculations on the girl does not know herself, I will make a calculation, how dare he interfere in my business to make Kafkha destroyed!"

"G*b*k!" clara

Sanjaya heard a noise from her daughter's room, she approached her daughter.

"What is this Clara?" sanjaya asked, seeing that her daughter's room was a mess

Clara just kept quiet to dampen her emotions.

"The hypocritical girl pa, all my plans are in disarray, if only there were no women my plans would have gone well long ago!"

"Girl? which girl do you mean?" sanjaya did not understand what Clara meant

"His veil wife is pa...!"

Clara sat by her bedside and was very angry for the time being, it turned out that to destroy Kafkha was very difficult, so many obstacles to destroy Kafkha.

Clara plans to slowly break Kafkha's heart, and once Kafkha's heart is completely broken, she will show her true attitude and disposition and who she really is, but the possibility of destroying Kafkha is a little hard to imagine, even more so Medina is always there for her.

"Are we going to get rid of the girl then we're planning to destroy the Darmansyah family from the beginning!" said Clara

"If we get rid of the woman, then papa's plan to destroy Darmansyah will fail, we must not be rash!" sanjaya

"Ck! what should we do, Pa? as his Kafkha had begun to be comfortable with the woman, which no plan of mine would fail, the plan to drain Kafkha's treasures alone had not yet been accomplished anything else to destroy them!"

Sanjaya and his daughter had planned in advance to destroy the Darmansyah family, he wanted the Darmansyah family to feel what he had felt at the time of his wife's death, how devastated and devastated Sanjaya when she found out if his wife left because she was killed, she was very sure if Darmansyah who killed his wife.

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Kafkha along with Medina just arrived at the Darmansyah residence, the two of them went into their room.

Kafkha instantly dropped his body weight onto the bed as he felt very tired whereas Medina he preferred to clean himself first.

Finished she cleansed her body now that she was out of that bathroom, Medina did not use her hijab her long hair was very beautiful.

Kafkha himself who witnessed that, his hair was very beautiful and black, Kafkha very painstakingly swallowed his saliva.

Medina wrapped her hair using her wide headscarf, Kafkha became disappointed because Medina had already wrapped her hair.

"Why are you wearing your hijab back?" ask Kafkha

Medina turned her body to face Kafkha, "why is that? I want to get out, aren't you mad if I see my beauty to everyone?" tanya Medina deliberately lured Kafkha

"Don't, if you dare to do that I won't forgive you!" kafkha Sudang

Medina smiled faintly it turns out Kafkha was not willing to share the beauty of his wife to others, Medina's beauty was only for him.

Kafkha approached Medina one hand outstretched to strap Medina's tiny, chewy lips.

"Aww...why do you often touch Dina's lips?" medina's protest added to her lips.

Kafkha was very frustrated to see Medina's tiny lips on the manyun right, he wanted to be satisfied to stare at Medina's lips.

Kafkha was annoyed at her desire to stroke Medina's tiny lips in Medina's obstruction, even Medina had used her veil to cover her lips.

Medina smiled amusedly at Kafkha's annoyance, she went out of the room to meet her mother-in-law who was sitting casually on the sofa of the family room.

"Assalamualaikum mom!" greetings from Medina

"Wa'alaikumussalam!"

"Hows it? mom's same story about you visiting your husband's office!?" said Sarah was very curious how their pleasure was in the office.

Medina only tells good things to Sarah, she tells that Kafkha wanted to be invited to pray earlier, that makes Sarah very moved to hear the story of Medina.

"God willing... That boy?!" he wants you to pray?" ask Sarah with dewy eyes.

How not Sarah felt to hear the story of Medina, during this time Kafkha often left his obligations as a servant who obeyed to Allah SWT.

"You have a great influence on Kafkha son!" sarah was very proud to say that Medina has brought great change to Kafkha.

"If your grandfather knows about this, it's certain that your grandfather will be happy, you want Kafkha very much to change, and look now at how that child has changed!" said Sarah

Coincidentally Darmansyah came to the sofa of the family room, he heard what Medina had told him earlier.

"I'm not mistaken for you, I hope Kafkha changes quickly!" timpal Darmansyah and the old man sat on the sofa.

Not long Kafkha also sat on the sofa of the family room he sat next to Darmansyah's grandfather.

"Often do good we do not know our age until when!" darmansyah told Kafkha who had just arrived.

Kafkha frowned, "already, I've done a lot of good!" kafkha Sudang

"When?" ask Darmansyah

"Where does Kafkha remember the cake!" what a joke is this kid saying, thought Darmansyah hitting Kafkha's thigh.

"Why am I being hit? this grandpa is indeed looking for trouble with me, old geezer!" gerutu Kafkha

"Yes, you don't say it like it's not good!" remind Medina

I don't know since when Kafkha could be comfortable with Medina, he usually scolded and insulted his wife who had nothing wrong, as they were in the kitchen, Kafkha helped Medina wash the dirty dishes from their dinner last night.

"Have you not helped me, madam, I know you're just making a show, stop your charade anyway your family isn't here!" medina

Medina already knew Kafkha was just pretending to be okay in front of her family, she did not want her family to be suspicious of her.

"Before I leave, open your veil first!" pinta Kafkha he wanted to see what the tiny lips of Medina were moving while speaking.

"No ah!" reject Medina while rinsing the dishes she was washing earlier.

"How dare you refuse her?" the wrath of Kafkha

"What the hell are you this weird sometimes!" Medina deliberately did not want to obey Kafkha's desire so that Kafkha was increasingly curious about the tiny lips, yes even though Kafkha had often seen the tiny lips belonging to Medina.

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