Womb of Rebutant
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Ting nong's!
Ting nong's!
Ting nong's!
The sound of Arta's house bell ringing repeatedly made Dilla upset.
"Who the hell are these nights visiting?? Don't know if it's late?!" his grunts while descending down and heading towards the main door.
Arriving there the bell of their house rang again which made Dilla even more upset and shouted.
"Yes! Wait a moment napa?! Ish.. Just bother people!" ketusnya but was heard by two middle-aged and also one young man of Risma's age. Older he's a little.
Dilla opened the door of the house with a grunt.
Chequek.
"Dilla??"
The deg!
"Mama! Papa!" exclaimed Dilla was so surprised to see both of her parents were at Arta's house at night.
The person standing behind his parents was clucking. "Told to go in first. It's just nostalgia! Don't know what. A lot of mosquitoes?!" it was the shock that made Dilla even more surprised.
"The davas?! Are you here too?!" dilla asked still very surprised.
Dava who is Dilla's youngest and youngest brother clucked bitterly. He slipped through Dilla and her parents.
Arriving inside Dava was fixated on the spot when she saw Arta was holding a woman he knew so well.
"Rissmas?!" the thrill that made the two people walking slowly turned to look at him.
Dava looked intently at Arta. He also grieves.
"You know him, baby?" arta asked Risma, who was taken by Risma.
"Curtain! Darling?? Then, the woman standing at the door who are you Doctor Arta?!" the ketus is sharp on Arta.
Dilla and Risma are shocked to hear Dava's words. Arta chuckles. "That woman? The one standing at the door right behind you? That woman is none of me! That woman is someone else in this house. My wife is Risma!" He said while embracing Risma tightly.
"And yes, just as you called me Doctor Arta. He is too. He's just a guest in my house!" ketus Arta was no less sharp when he looked at Dava who was now looking at him with a drawn gaze.
Arta was unconcerned and unafraid. She had been told by Farhan and now Yanti and Yanti's husband were already there.
The two walked up to Risma who is currently sitting Arta on the long sofa and he put the limp body there.
"Send them in and sit down, Bang. Not good at the door. Pamali!" risma said to Arta who was sneered by Dava.
"Select pamali-sok! How are you the same one who snatched people's husbands?! Is there no pamali?!"
Risma was silent as well as Arta. He glanced at Farhan. Farhan who understood immediately told the guest to sit down.
The two middle-aged were stunned when they saw Risma. A girl who once donated her blood in the hospital when Mr. Hermawan was in an accident one year ago.
"Curtain! It turns out you are the one who became the actor in my son's household?! You are innocent and innocent, but you are a hypocrite!"
The deg!
Risma turned to look at a middle-aged woman who was now looking at him with her cynical gaze. Unlike the middle-aged man beside her.
He looked at Risma so deeply. "Mr Hermawan? Really this?? I didn't see it wrong, did I?" risma asked the middle-aged man who smiled when she saw him.
"Yes Nak. Its me. The world is so narrow, right? Until I meet you again at my son's husband's house." He said with a laugh that made Risma's smile recede instantly.