Wife On Paper
New Novel Promo: Getting Married for Revenge

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Wulan sat down to do her college assignments, it was afternoon, but Rizal had not yet returned home.

A few minutes later the sound of the car engine and who else if not the rizal car that came.

Rizal comes not alone, but with a sexy woman who shows her twin mountain.

Wulan who wanted to take a drink was forced to come out of the room and see the disgusting sight immediately stepped even faster to arrive at the kitchen.

Although not every day, but Rizal always bring the woman with him.

I don't know what they're doing and how deep their relationship is, Wulan doesn't care.

"Hey you're here." call the woman haughty.

Although knowing the wulan is the wife of rizal he does not care, the woman already knows all the explanations of rizal if the wulan is just a puppet tool of his revenge.

Wulan did not care about her call, she continued to step away, until a heavy voice stopped her.

"Are you deaf! come here!" rizal shouted furiously at the attitude of cuek wulan.

Wulan took a deep breath and blew slowly then turned to walk toward the two men and women who were cheap in her eyes with a heavy heart.

"What's wrong?" ask wulan to the points without further ado.

"I want to drink to make me lemon juice, what do you want dear." asked Lestari to wrestle spoiled in the arms of Rizal.

Disgusting.inner wulan wants to vomit seeing partner no brain.

"No, I don't want anything he's made of." rizal refused with a look of disdain staring at wulan.

"Well if it's like that baby, hey what are you for there go, you've heard it, haven't you?" drive Lestari to act like an employer.

Wulan happily left, she also did not feel at home near them.

Who does he think he is? crazy woman, acting like a mistress, not aware of what is only a mistress.inner wulan upset with the perpetual behavior.

"What's the lady doing?" ask art politely.

"Again the juice, bi." replied wulan.

"Let's let auntie sit there auntie will make."

"Thank you Bi."

Wulan walked over and sat at the dinner table watching her aunt make juice.

The woman did not know much about cooking, which she knew only cooking rice, porridge, boiling water, noodles, etc, making juice and also others that are easy and easy to understand by the general children.

Not that he did not want to try to learn, but he was confused about where to start learning from? and who should be his guidance teacher.

Why did I not learn from brother dinda anyway, if it is already my own complicated.inner wulan regretted having wasted the opportunity.

Her eyes intensely saw the agile movements of the aunt, the aunt with her performing talents, first picked up the fruit in the refrigerator, cutting the lemon fruit into two pieces with a very sharp knife.

Place a bowl on the kitchen table, then squeeze one by one piece of lemon gradually.

After no more fruit juice came out, the aunt pressed the lemon more forcefully to remove the remaining liquid.

End the process by poking the flesh of the lemon using a fork, then turning it slowly to remove the juice that is still trapped there.

"Darling, why are you still defending that woman? why don't you just divorce?" ask curiously with a seductive tone.

"Why ask something like this again? I told you no, I'm not going to divorce her, I want to make her suffer and slowly want her own death." Rizal explained.

"Don't expect more than this, I've been warning you that our relationship is nothing more than this."

"Why? don't you love her? then who do you love and want to make a real wife?"

"Not business." replied his mood rizal now become not good because the question asked is sustainable.

"Please drink." between the wulan put the juice on the table.

Wulan was actually lazy to take and had to see the two people, but he had no other way, after all he had to go back to the room to continue his college assignments.

"Wait, don't you want to see a romantic show live and free?" tawar lestari deliberately showcased his affection for wulan.

"I've already done even much deeper than this, so please enjoy." said the wulan walking away leaving her second.

Basic jal*ng, with whom did he do it? what's with rizal? it is impossible, instead of rizal hates him so much that it is impossible to do that. the inner being is constantly upset with the arrogant behavior of wulan not feeling jealous.

"The cheap woman is so arrogant, just look what will happen, is she still able to show her arrogant attitude?" rizal looked at the departure of the wulan.

His mood that has been destroyed because of sustainability is now increasingly destroyed with the attitude of wulan.

"What do you want to do with him?" curious lestari stared at rizal.

"A little lesson to be respectful and not arrogant like this." rizal replied." Come home I'm not in the mood today." he continued to expel lestari.

Wulan's words added to her messy mood, the woman's gaze had also shown her dislike of him so clearly emanated from both eyeballs and also her disdainful facial expression.

"But we just met dear, why did we have to split up so soon?" lestari protests not accepted.

"Tomorrow come to the office, I'm not teaching on campus."

"Well if it's like that, I'll be right back. Take care of yourself if you need anything, let me know immediately." get up from the lap of Rizal.

Before that, he kissed Rizal's lips at a glance and left.

"Bad woman." said Rizal staring at the departure of Lestari and then went to the room wulan.

Czechoslovak...

Rizal entered without knocking on the door, making the woman inside shocked by his arrival.

"Why is it that kind of surprise? was I scary until you saw me like I was seeing a ghost." Rizal walked over and dropped his ass at the end of the bed.

"What are you doing here?" ask wulan no matter what Rizal says and even ask questions.

"I'm free to be wherever I want, this is my home, if you don't like it no matter what. Today I want to sleep here, you sleep on the floor as usual " said Rizal.

Wulan did not answer, the woman stared hatefully at rizal, for one year married man did not get tired of torturing her, did he have to be no new all ended?

Wulan turned around unconcerned at Rizal who was staring annoyed at this attitude of hers.

Free of protest, the result will be the same as sleeping on the floor.

Rizal does not accept, he feels not considered by his current existence.

"Have you never been taught manners by your family? oh yes I forgot you are a cheap woman who gives satisfaction to many men, right? even the things I do just as sustainably are just small things, you always do more than me, don't you?" hina Rizal clutching a wulan arm.

The grip of the rizal is so strong that the wulan feels pain and grimaces asking to be released right, but not released the stronger the grip.

"Let go, I beg to be sick." pinta wulan.

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