CUTS

CUTS
The Ex...


Yetti's mother couldn't do much because there was her husband by her side at the moment. Cut apologized and he had to forgive even if his heart did not take it for granted. The regret in his heart was still felt because the son-in-law dared to answer him. But what power, he does not dwell when the husband dominates him.


“Ia, Mama accept your apology. But Mama hope you don't repeat it again. However I am still in-laws that you must respect.”


“Iya, Ma.” Lirih Cut's.


“And one more, Ma. Please give understanding to Risma if what she is doing at this time can make Rendra called to the office. Mama will know for herself how the gossip of the perverted mothers.”


“Iya, Mama will tell him.”


The peace between the son-in-law and the in-laws finally concluded that night. Rendra returned to his residence at 10 p.m. This is because his mother wanted to play with Anugrah. Cut's heart was a little relieved after meeting the in-laws. Now, she would just wait for how her husband would change according to his promise.


If the son-in-law's heart has begun to calm and cool. Unlike the case with the heart of the ex who was hot filled with burning emotions. Risma rampaged inside her room while reading the various comments that cornered her.


“Just what I said if this Mbak snatched people's husbands. The proof, Mr. RW is no longer related to Mbak Risma. Surely Mr. RW's wife already knows her husband's game.” Write an account called Toni.


“Ih, I didn't expect it. The beautiful face of Risma was used to snatch people's husbands. Are single men wiped out on earth, Ma'am? Until we have to take people. I suspect, lest the account Toni this acquaintance Mbak Risma so he knows very well lunge Mbak.” Write a comment from another account.


“Agree! I'm also the most anti fox woman who likes to snatch men. No effort for another nyari. It takes people's rights. Uh, Ma'am who he said could've been but his bad behavior was even worse than shit. Not use a pretty face if the results of the snatch belong to people.”


“Mbak, if no one wants to, I want to. Come on, where are we booking a hotel? If the same me, Mbak should not be afraid of being raided by a legitimate wife because I am still single. So we match?”


“Well, that's no single who wants to be the same Sister Risma. Already, just meet don't prestige. Iyasih, belonging to people is more shiny but better not sparkle right than the snatch belongs to people. Glad only a moment after it was dumped eh, the Masnya back to the legitimate wife like Mr. RW.”


And many more nyinyir comments that annoy Risma on her social media accounts. Not infrequently anyone immediately send their mobile number via message even to send a photo of their weapon with a description of the size and length.


“Can we call a fox? I like to see women like this. Be careful mothers, try to see if her husband also follows this fox woman account?”


“Damn you guys. I'll make sure you'll receive his karma.” Shouted Risma while cursing at the accounts mocking her.


Without Risma knowing, Cut is also reading a variety of comments. She smiled slightly staring one by one at those painful, spicy comments.


“What's up, honey? You don't usually play with your phone. Usually when you run out of exercise go directly to sleep.” Ask Rendra who just came out of the bathroom after their hot romance. Rendra infiltrated the blanket back while hugging the waist of the wife who is still innocent.


Rendra caught what his wife was seeing. “Do not play social media, dear. You see for yourself how free it is there.”


Cut glared at the husband, “Why? Afraid that I know you're cheating?”


“Honey, Brother does not matter you play but according to Brother it is not necessary. Just add to the problem. You better play with Brother, besides being delicious can add reward.” A mischievous flirting Rendra gave to his wife.


“Do not want, from now on I will be a rebel. Let Brother know what Abang's wife is like.”


“If you are a rebel then it is your duty to conquer the rebels. Especially a rebel like this. Like make dizzy top bottom.”


“Bangggghhh...” Cut can no longer concentrate on his phone when the husband's naughty hands have toyed with the core of his body. Only the moaning that accompanied the two until unknowingly, Rendra had distanced the wife's phone to the nightstand.


“Abang not enough once huh?”


“Who told you to be a rebel? Now Brother is on a mission to eradicate the rebels. So just enjoy.”


The two return to repeat the hot romance until the sound of crying Anugrah stops the attraction of both. Cut snatched his negligee and went to lie down with the son. Anugrah can not be far from his mother because every sleep, the child is always hugging with one hand on top of Cut's chest.


Rendra saw that scene could only sigh heavily. When he was again high-rise even had to stop due to the actions of the child.from the top of his bed, he could only lean while staring at the bed belonging to the son who was still in one room. Although Anugrah was almost five years old, Cut did not want to part the room with his son. Moreover, the son who can not sleep if not embraced by his mother.


While waiting for the wife, Rendra took the wife's phone and it turns out the friendship application is still open. Rendra who originally only wanted to spend time while waiting for his wife suddenly the look on his face changed. One by one the comments on Risma account are read.


“In my opinion, currently Mr. RW is with his legal wife and Mbak Risma is roaring because it was abandoned by Mr. RW.”


“I think so too. It's so sorry, Risma. Come on, Ma'am find a new girlfriend don't expect another man's husband.”


Rendra's countenance changed again as Risma replied to their comment with very long words.


“Dear netizens who know and always feel right. Do you guys know about me and Mr Rw? You don't have to pretend, you're sickening. Take care of your respective affairs and do not like to interfere in the affairs of others.”


“Alahhhh the Mbak, already make want even ngeyel. Ma'am seems to have to be possessed so that the demons in Mbak's body disappear. Or maybe the mbak wear susuk so it can be beautiful and confident. Penance Maak, penance. Are you not afraid that tomorrow you will not have time to die?”


Rendra closed the application and then went down following the wife. Rendra spread his body beside the wife and one hand slowly began to walk down the wife's body behind the negligence. Slowly wiping the sitri's flat stomach in the hope that what he is trying to achieve can be a result.


“Don't be here!”


Rendra stopped the action and then got off the bed Anugrah with slow steps. Cut also did the same thing so that the son did not wake up again.


Not yet on the bed, the husband immediately grabbed him from behind. Cut moaned to receive the treatment of the husband until they again enjoy the hot romance and exciting. Just like the figure of Risma who was feeling the heat in her chest due to emotional turmoil.


The next day, Cut began to take care of her husband who was about to leave for work.


“Abang go, Ma.”


Cup…


After saying goodbye and a kiss on the lips of the wife. Rendra immediately drove the car to his office. While at home, Cut returns to his routine as a wife and mother. As he was sweeping, the sound of people greeting was heard.


“Walaikumsalam.”


Cut opened the door and saw who was standing at the door. Cut knew who this woman was.


“What's up?” the woman smiled sinisterly scanning the woman in front of her.


“Are you not going to let me in?” risma asked with her sisnis eyes.


Sighing, Cut invited the woman into his house. Anugrah was playing cars when Risma entered and he immediately called Anugrah.


“Adek, how are you, dear? Aunty kangen very much with you.” Risma approached Anugrah and the boy did not refuse.


“Please sit!” Cut invited his ex-wife to sit down. He himself passed into the kitchen.


“No need to bother making drinks, I am not here to drink kok.” Cut stopped his steps then went back inside and immediately sat down on the living room sofa.


Risma followed the host. He sat himself on the sofa and gracefully crossed his legs while looking at Cut.


“What's up? I don't have much time to talk because the kitchen is waiting.”


“Wow, relax donk. You think I don't have any busy. If it doesn't matter, I won't come here either. I just want to warn you not to interfere too much in my affairs with Rendra. You were nobody before.”


“Then I have to how yes, Ma'am? His ex-wife is still displaying their wedding photos on her social account and trying to attract sympathy from my husband with words of compassion as if he was in need of help. If you were in love, why cheat? When it was left, why go back to the original place? Do you think my husband stops?”


“Cih, it turns out that the village wife who always Rendra proud first because of her good and innocent nature is only manipulation solely to ensnare Rendra. Too bad Rendra should get a cunning wife like you.”


“Mbak healthy? It's a mirror, try Mbak standing there and look at yourself!”


Cut does not want to lose with his rival. After playing for a while on social media it was not as bad as her husband had said. The proof, Cut seemed to get the strength to protect his household from the attack of the actor. Cut read a lot of cases that her husband was captured by actors and from there also she had support to quell actors who had sprung up near the husbands.


“What pellets do you use until Rendra complies?”


“Cih, he said Mbak educated people but today gini still ask about pellets. Why, you want to wear it too?”


Risma was already unable to bear, her chest blooming over the thought of every word that came out of her mouth


Cut.


“It turns out rebel blood will not disappear even after it has been eradicated.”


“Isn't this independent country born of the rebels? Students, students, religious leaders and guerrilla fighters to crush the invaders in order to make Indonesia independent?”


“Sial.”


 


 


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