Womb of Rebutant
Great lady

"That's why you don't want to accept it. Because she's a selfish woman! A woman who wants to control herself. Is this what you want to defend Risma?? This woman you want to defend? A woman who has no shame?? Hmh! Until whenever I won't accept it to be my wife! You're my only wife. Now and forever!"

The deg!

The deg!

Risma and Dilla were both staring at each other with gazes that were not like anything.

If Risma with her shady gaze. While Dilla with a gaze increasingly hates Risma.

Risma smiled looking at him and glanced at Arta. "Abang couldn't resist it. After all, Ms. Dilla is still your wife, Bang Arta. As bad and as bad as she was towards me, she is still your first wife that you should give her the same rights. You can't deny that bang Arta! Let's go eat. I'm very hungry, my stomach is burning now.." lirih Risma again which is true.

Arta sighed. He immediately passed to the medicine box located in the kitchen cabinet. There he took one of the drugs to relieve stomach pain that Risma naturally.

All Arta's gestures did not escape the attention of Dilla who was currently staring meu at the burly body that repeatedly denied her presence.

Why do you hate me so much Arta? Was it my fault for rejecting you with that prenuptial agreement? But I have a reason for that.. He was in his heart with a tight chest.

He stared at Arta who was so attentive to Risma.

He told Yanti to shift to the side of Dilla, and she sat next to Risma. The rice plate that Yanti had given her.

Because as he said earlier, it was impossible for him to throw away food just because he hated Dilla.

They all returned to the dinner in silence. Dilla continued to see Risma and Arta eating each other by feeding each other.

After all, he did not want to look for trouble with Arta who currently already hated him from the first of their meeting.

So he prefers silence. Those eyes are glazed. He lowered his head to endure the pain that had suddenly ambushed his heart at this moment.

When they finished, they were still sitting in the same place. Risma turned to Arta and clasped her hands under the table there.

He smiled and saw Dilla. "Listen to me, Sister Dilla. It's okay if you reject me at this time. I'm sure one day, you'll accept me. I never meant to snatch Arta's bang from you. Our marriage was so sudden that it ended like this. I don't mind if my husband has another wife of mine. I can't resist the fate and reality that are currently before me." Risma looked at the flat-faced Arta on all of them.

Risma knew, if Arta did not like his present and subsequent words that he would say.

"Bang Arta's.. Tonight you're with Dilla Ma'am huh? You have to be fair with us. If for two days you are with me, then the next two days you are with Ms. Dilla." Risma covered Arta's mouth with one finger as she wanted to Protest with her words.

"I'm okay, brother. Understand my position. I should be able to let my husband go with his other wife. Please, let me do my duty as a good wife and obey the commandments of God. Wrong and sinful for me if I don't remind you. Yea?" he said to Arta who was responded with a face that was getting colder and soon passed leaving all of them who were looking at his departure.

Seeing Arta leave, Dilla left. Risma smiled softly. Yanti who was in front of him tightly held Risma's hand.

"You're a great woman, Dek. It is very difficult for a woman to share. But you sincerely share your husband with that grandmother. If other women, not necessarily able to do this. May Allah bestow upon you his graces and gifts, dear." said Yanti with teary eyes.

Risma smiled gently at him. "It's my job, ma'am. It's my fault if I don't remind him. Because someday, I will also be held accountable in the afterlife."

Oh allah.. What a noble heart your servant this one. May his life after this be happy forever without anyone bothering him.. Lirih Yanti in the heart.