Sensational Husband
One Hundred and Thirty Seven
The car turns and enters the yard.
Sasha straightened her back when she saw a fairly large and elite-looking house. However, the Azlan brothers considered the house very luxurious in their eyes, because it is far different from the house in the village whose size and model is outdated.
Sasha immediately stormed into the house, running around looking at the contents of the house and researching every part of the room. Sasha and Lala cried out in excitement looking at each room.
Azlan pulled the suitcase, brought it into the house. Rara helped carry some bags. And Mother also straddled some items.
“Mother, don't lift anything. Let me do it!” azlan said that he forbade his mother to spend energy for the process of moving goods from the trunk.
After Azlan finished straddling the items and putting them into the room, aided by Rara, Azlan sat down by the side of her bundle, right by the side of the bed.
“Mother, I'm sorry that I haven't been able to be a proud child,” Azlan said.
“Honestly, Mother is disappointed in you, mother is very disappointed. But yes, it's over. Mommy hope you fix everything. You show just one thing to be able to treat your disappointment with you,” said Dinda.
“Iya, Mommy. I hope I can make amends and make Mommy trust me again. Now I'm going first. I have to go to court to take care of my divorce with Mekka.”
“Go.”
Azlan got up, he looked at Rara who was standing in the doorway. “Ra, take care of Mommy. take care of the sisters. Brother go first. After this brother did not come back here, so you are the one you asked to keep mother and sisters.”
“Iya, Brother,” replied Rara obediently.
Azlan stepped out while reaching into the bag of pants. He typed a message and sent it to Mecca.
Azlan
Greetings, greetings,
You need it to take care of a lot of things
That's my living.
Yes, Azlan just transferred ten million to Mecca. And he considered the money to be the right of Mecca as his wife.
On the other hand, Mekka stepped closer to her parents who had already pulled the bag towards the door. “Sorry, I can't take Mom and Dad. I have to finish my business here as soon as possible.”
Anjas nodded, looking at Mekka's face with pity. In contrast to Veti who looked at her daughter with a proud look. Fellow women, he did feel how sad and sick the feelings of Mecca, but precisely because she was a woman, he claimed to be very proud and salute the attitude and principles of his daughter. Incredibly stoic, big-spirited and tough. Not all women can be as strong as Mecca when in that position. If only others had experienced it, would they be able to accept the fact? Not necessarily. She married the man who had been giving the sacred promise of marriage, but the fact was that her husband already had a wife. Anyone who was in that position would definitely be injured. But Makkah can still smile amid her troubled feelings. She's an amazing woman.
“You're fine here. Take care, and don't forget to stick around, asking for clues on all your problems. Pray, the power of prayer will change everything, believe me! Prayer is everything,” said Veti while hugging Mekka briefly.
Mekka nodded. He drove both his parents to a travel car that was waiting in the yard. After doing the act of kissing hug and crying farewell that is quite moving, as well as various kinds of messages and wise advice delivered Anjas and Veti, they finally left.
Makkah observes the journey until it disappears from view. He grabbed the phone in his pocket as it shook. There's a message coming in from Azlan. Then he replied.
Mecca
Thank you, Mum
Mekka rushed to the road, stopping the passing taxi. The goal is now a religious court.
TB
Still not staying ??? 😊😊
How are the points getting thin? Hadeeuh 🤔🤔🤔😭😭