
Hana turned her husband, Kelana bent her arms to the front of her chest and smiled slanted towards Bunga as if intentionally making the cover of his wife's half-sister exposed.
“A-a-what? omegot .. omegot.”
The goddess was speechless, she was instantly silenced and silent. Not to Flowers, but to Hana and Kelana. This astounding fact is truly a fact that is more shocking than the scandal of the polishing board artist.
Bunga looked at Kelana with a dislike highlight, he felt that his boss and brother-in-law were indeed deliberately revealing about the complicated fabric of the story between them.
“Bu Hana, be careful yes, once the actor remains the actor,” said Afy. Now the girl was the target of the Flower's gaze.
“Waduh .. lest donk Fy, my husband's time was seized twice by the same man.” Hana chimed in and laughed.
Flowers are increasingly not warty, she feels made moons but Bagas even with the ease of playing mobile phones, even though Bunga is sure her husband heard about the conversation.
This is what must be considered by creatures named women if they have the intention to approach the husband of people. All the mistakes will definitely be aimed at them first, although actually the success of the actor is also determined by the level of loyalty of the husband, and Bagas is definitely not the type of loyal husband.
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“See finally we can arrive too even though you were prejudiced bad this bus will sag,” Cibir Dewi again. Although now already know that Bunga is the wife of his superior, but still for the Goddess of women is the actor and Bagas also the same, their nature must be more or less the same.
The flower let alone, he inserted the goddess's ravings into his left ear and directly out of his right ear. This time, still the same as when in Prambanan earlier, Bunga was also reluctant to take a walk, he chose ‘ngadem’. Sit in a small shop again and order a glass of ice.
“What? go there!”
Flower spray as Bagas approached and sat on a bench right beside him. “Your satisfaction I called …. “
Bunga did not continue the words, the place was crowded and he did not want his identity as a half-sister who stole his stepbrother's husband uncovered, then became a story of people who heard after returning from the Breksi Cliff.
“God is so fierce, have let it ‘kan it is a fact,” said Bagas lightly. The flower that was scooping a chewy lump of rice flour was almost choked.
The parable of the flower was answered by her husband with a surprising speech. Bagas said, “If I knew you were a fish, I obviously wouldn't want to because of fishy.”
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“You're not offended ‘kan with last word?” ask Kelana. He and Hana sat side by side to see the green scenery and silhouette of Mount Merapi from the top of the cliff.
“On which I ex-wife Bagas and she snatched Flowers?” Hana slowly turned her head, she flashed a smile and pinched Kelana's nose to find her husband looking at her from the side.
“No, when will it be hidden? Even if people knew I was divorced from fat, I wouldn't be offended. Because it is so. He left me because there are women who look much more attractive than me.”
Silently, she still scanned Hana's face from the side. The woman had refocused her eyes forward, her hair was blown off and Kelana chose to pull it together to the side.
“And maybe losing my baby is also a form of fate way to save me from an unfaithful husband like him, imagine if at that time I was pregnant and he kept having an affair with Flowers, Wah … I can't imagine my mental collapse and also the health of the growing baby in my womb.”
Although it sounds already unapologetic and rigid, but Kelana knows that Hana still keeps lara. Whatever the situation, obviously no mother-to-be is willing to lose her child-to-be.
“So do you still want to repay them for taking your son's life?”
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