Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 199 Juriah And His Stupidity
Jyria was pensive on a city bus that was about to take her to Central Java.
His hand squeezed an envelope containing three hundred thousand rupiahs worth of money for his fare until his destination.
The money is more than enough. There's still a lot of leftovers.
But what became the daydreams of Juria was precisely the curious tempest in the chest.
He still continues to think about the good fortune of Amelia and her younger sister who are increasing in degree now.
Where are they studying? Does anyone who knows which shaman they are so drastically lucky like that? Amelia and Inayah. Now the two grandparents became rich and lived luxuriously in the capital with their respective partners. In the past, they were cute. The village man who is a village even a Solehudin himself prefers Me over him. But now...
The Syrian took her mobile phone from the bag.
He opened a gallery app that has long saved hundreds of photos from a few years ago.
The image of yourself that used to be ideal, crazy with a pretty attractive face.
In the past, many men came to propose to him. There were even some neighboring children who fell in love with Juriah but were rejected by Samsiah, her mother, on the grounds of looking for seeds, bebets and weights that were quite good. Although Jyria has a bad record in the past school years.
Jurisprudence lowered its head. His eyes continued to stare at the screen of the phone scrolling photo after photo that was still young and fresh.
He really misses those days.
Although at that time Jyria was in a state of slump, harassed by unknown men, virginity was taken. But his body when it was fresh fit not diseased as it is today.
Juria breathed.
His hand rubbed the screen of his phone.
The flat object of a loyal mobile phone became a means of communication from more than four years ago. Her mother's gift phone when Juria married Solehudin.
Not felt, he has now even divorced from Soleh about five months more.
Lots of likes but more pain.
Juriah remembered Arthur's remarks just now that more like advice so that he did not regret divorce with Soleh after previously managed to wrest the man from his wife first.
He said, Soleh has now much better life and has his own home in the village. Unlike him who is stuck in obscure juntrungan and still unstable looking for happiness.
Hearing that, Juria's heart felt tight.
The man did not know what had happened to his life and their household.
Juriah chills in remembering Arthur's words.
It is true that Juriah admitted that he had taken Solehudin from Amelia. But not only he who has a share, but also Soleh. Even Soleh was the determinant of their household happened.
Suppose Soleh had refused to marry Juriah at Ojan's request, he would not have been an actor. That is the current thought of Jyria.
Hhh... That bule is really know-how and smart-ass. He told me to go back to Mas Soleh just because the handicapped man was now able to buy his neighbor Amelia's house! Hm. Means, he still hopes to meet and CLBK again with his first wife. Hehehe, mas, mas. Realize, Mas... He is different caste now with you. Don't dream in broad daylight! Don't expect you to get another Amel! She even had a child from her own womb. Even two at a time. Suppose you know, you suddenly fainted, mom! Probably died on the spot. Hihah...
Juria murmured in her heart. There was also laughter of sadness mixed into one.
Buses are still in the terminal. There are still half the empty seats so that the driver and his kernet are still waiting for passengers up to several tens of minutes later.
Juria took a long breath. Somewhat annoyed because the bus does not turn on the engine and leave the terminal.
Bruck.
He gasped. A large tall man suddenly sat next to him with all his strength so that he almost fell down.
Juriah.
It turned out that the man was also looking towards her.
That guy has a pretty good-looking face. But the skin is mature sapodilla beyond the color of the skin of Soleh which is brown slightly yellow langsat.
Juria gulps. The man was grimly aware that his sudden arrival was quite disturbing to Juria.
Juria nodded slowly, then turned her face towards the window again. He did sit in a corner seat so he could enjoy the view of the highway along the way to his hometown.
"Can contacts?"
Juria was surprised and turned back.
Next to the palm of his hand waiting for his speech.
"Avictor!" he said while saying his name.
"Jyria."
"A pretty name as pretty as the person. Oiya, I'm a film director."
Victor's praise and description of his work made Juria squinted.
How could a film director ride on a public transport gini model? Hm. As it turned out, the man was indeed a master of deceitful deceit to get what he wanted!
Juria smiled thinly.
He is not easily persuaded especially after so many bitter events that befall.
"Beautiful mom. I.. interested and eager to invite Mbak cooperation."
Juria smiled smirked. Only a small snort came out of his lips.
"Mr? You must be thinking that I'm a fraud, right?"
Juriah. The man, who is about 40 years old, can guess his way of thinking correctly.
"Ti_no."
"I can understand. It must be vigilant and careful to accept the goodwill of newly known men. You can be fooled inside out. And to be honest, I've been watching Mbak from yesterday afternoon in the park of Arthur Handoko's housing complex."
"Huhh?!? Meaning???"
Of course, Juria was surprised. Moreover, it turns out that the man who is now sitting next to him said things that he did not expect.
"Can we get off this bus and talk at the cafe?"
Victor pointed towards a cafe across from the terminal.
"I have breakfast. Thank you." Thank you." Of course, the Syrian government is getting more vigilant.
"I want to, invite Mommy to share. I think Mbak had an unpleasant conversation with Arthur Handoko. He's a shitty guy. And I. I., was the rival. Where are you going? Mbak was expelled by the director and producer of the rancid and banned from setting foot into the Capital again, what right did he do so! Huh. Everyone has the right to conquer the Capital and get his luck. It is only him, the person who can succeed while Mbak is not entitled. He was so arrogant especially after his bad name slowly cleared back since marrying a young girl."
Juria listened to the ravings of Victor who continued to open the disgrace of Arthur Handoko.
His brain is starting to connect and his desire to get happiness in the capital like Amelia and his family is back in turmoil.
"What sharing? I... Can you help me in what way? Not in a haram way to sell..self, khan?"
Victor chuckles. He tried to refrain from laughing out loud.
"Come on, we're chatting over there!" bring again. And this time Juria was lured to follow in her footsteps.
They got off the bus heading for a city in Central Java that was waiting for passengers to fill the empty seats.
My responsibility came to Jakarta. Busty lapsed me for being too innocent and stupid. I can't conquer this cruel city. But I can't go back to the village with a shy face either. My chance! There are people who invite me to work together. I'll take any chance! After all, Mbak Amel was certainly a desperate capital living in Jakarta after separating from Mas Soleh. He can succeed, time' I can't!
His sexuality and his stupidity and deep disappointment led him down to follow the steps of Victor who was either a good person or a bad person.
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