He's In My House

He's In My House
Let go of me


"Junaaaaa kelaur you!" scream Image on the doorstep.


He stepped back into the house of Mama Sinta since her departure a few weeks ago.


"What is this, noisily" mama Sinta told Citra.


Mama Sinta who began to change drastically his attitude since all the midget midwife to his two sons no longer showed any sympathy at all to his two daughters-in-law. And even Novi is now a former daughter-in-law for the woman.


"Where's Juna ma, where's the mama's boy!" sahut Citra fiery.


"You're looking for your husband with this attitude, is Juna a fugitive?. So that you act like this, you need to remember this is my home and no one will be as good as acting in this house" snapped Sinta's mother.


This is the first time for Citra after a long time away from home, she who used to know her mother-in-law full of tenderness now have to meet in different circumstances. Mama Sinta is now a figure of someone else in front of Citra, he who was so shocked to find the nature of Mama Sinta can only look at the middle-aged woman with a cynical look.


His mouth did not sound again sneering at the son of the two mama Sinta, and he preferred to stay silent and wait for Juna in front of the terrace while putting on a face full of malice.


After half an hour passed, he found Juna's car in front of the fence and immediately parked in the yard of the house, Juna who was upset to see the act of Citra in the hospital he also tried to ignore his presence there.


While playing the keys to her car, Juna whistled like a sinless person past Citra just like that.


"Brengs*k, stop you!" image is re-ignited with emotion.


"What else are you here for, aren't you satisfied that you snubbed me earlier in the hospital?" juna clearly told the hospital.


"Don't talk a lot you well," concluded Citra.


"Then, what do you want here?. Money?, will I easily send it to your account. Not that every month I always ration all your needs well, even though you never serve me well," said Juna tried to reawaken the memory of Citra.


Indeed, ever since the quarrel happened to the two, there was no longer a harmonious name in their household. Everything just flows, following all the egos of each of the two. Until the time comes, Juna must slip into a sinful error with Pricilia. He who has not been well managed for a long time by Citra is only able to vent it all to other women who are clearly not his muhrim.


And the innocent girl, now also have to bear all the consequences of the Citra that protracted never improving on Juna her husband.


"I don't need your money, damn*n!" aspir Citra.


"Then?" sahut Juna soon.


"I need reassurance, now I'm asking nicely one last time. You choose me, or she ?" clearly Imagery.


"He," said Juna who without hesitation and thought twice mentioned that he preferred Pricilia than he was his legal wife.


The unbelieving image heard all of this, then raised both hands while squeezing one hand down.


"Come slap," challenge Juna to challenge Citra.


"You know not!" maki Citra in her tears.


"I?, not the one who has been you all this time. A good wife will never dare to raise her hand higher than her husband. And look at yourself now, easily raising that hand before me. Am I crazy, having to defend a woman like you. The woman who never knew the slightest benefit, and can only demand all her desires selfishly." explained Juna corner Citra's position this time.


"Then let go of me. I also do not want if I have to share a husband with the woman jala*g." said Citra whose tone again vibrated.


"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything you want. And I will make sure all this will go so fast without a hitch" Juna concluded.


"What is this, try to explain everything to mama" asked Mama Sinta who had sat on the sofa and listened to all the quarrels between the two of them.


Juna who had long lost respect for his mother, only briefly explained what happened to him and Citra. Mama Sinta just folded her hands and tried to review all her son's words.


While Citra was still shrouded in deep disappointment, this time she moved towards Pricilia's house. He quickly spurred the speed of his car so fast at that time. And upon arrival at the residence of Pricilia, he quickly knocked on the door of Pricil's house tightly.


Pricillia, who was resting in her room, immediately opened the door that had been knocked by Citra repeatedly.


Chequelek


Braakkk


He who had just opened the door, violently pushed Pricilia's body there. Due to such a strong push, Pricilia had to fall and fall on the end of a brown sofa. The shocked image found fresh blood coming out from between the thighs of Pricil even just blurred leaving the girl.


He had to experience bleeding due to the impact of his stomach that accidentally hit the wood of the sofa so tight. Whimpering in pain, his hand was unable to reach his cell phone in the room.


But Pricilia was so lucky at the time, her next door neighbor who heard her agonizing screams quickly ran to her aid. Finally, with blood still dripping fresh on the floor, he was helped to stand up and called a taxi for himself. The woman was seen preparing a bag and a mobile phone belonging to Pricil.


Along the way, the impervious Pricilia withstanding her abdominal pain continued to moan in pain nonstop.


"Patience to me, the strong. Soon we'll be there" the woman's voice tries to get Pricilia to calm down.


Both arrived at a hospital, and Pricilia received intensive medical care.


"Are you the woman's family?" ask a nurse to Pricilia's neighbor.


"Not Sus, I'm against it. Maybe in here there is a phone number that can be contacted by the hospital" said the woman.


When he opened the black bag belonging to Pricilia, he found a business card with the name Juna there. The woman then gave the business card to a nurse there and entrusted a black bag to be handed to Pricilia later.


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