"Do you want our relationship to end just like that?" asked John surprised when I said I wanted to end my relationship with him.
I nodded firmly.
"La, what's wrong with you? It's been half a year we've been dating, but you never even want to have sex with me. You always avoid the erotic discussions that I throw. I wonder, how much do you love mewhy is it that you act as if you are fine without me? ”John cried.
Oh, God, it's the first time in my life that I saw a man who wasn't my father and Kris cried over me.
But, I can't further tarnish my marriage to Arga.
It's been three years since I cut my relationship with John. The first year the man was still chasing me, he didn't give up asking how I was. However, after I firmly said that Arga was still the man I chose, John decided to disappear from my life.
I didn't cry at him even though after he left, the money in my account was getting less and less. No more filling my account balance. No prob
Arga and Angel's wedding day is getting closer. Everyone seemed busy preparing for their wedding, including me -- Arga's first wife.Anyone who finds out that I -- Arga's first wife who also looks busy preparing for their wedding -- will surely be surprised. Not many women can give up their husbands to marry other women. Which woman's heart is willing to double?I was not willing myself. You know, I could have mutilated Angel's body and scorched it to get rid of the traces. But I don't want to. I have always held the principle that women are just trashy women who consciously attend and destroy other people's households. That's Angel. She is trash. I don't want to repay Angel even though I want to. Because a queen can't compete with trash .Arga has brought Angel to this apartment. Yes, the apartment that the two of us originally decided to live in. The original decision was that we had time alone -- now we can have three. Yes, Arga, Angel and I. Isn't it sad?
My parents went berserk when they found out what was going on in my little family. They even took me home and asked me to immediately divorce Arga.Hearing that I will divorce Arga makes Arga panic. every day she came to the house -- apologized and begged to keep both of us in the house.Like tonight. He came back to the house -- apologized and begged our household to keep going.I wonder, why does he continue to maintain his household with me? In fact, he was willing to be beaten by my dady. Doesn't he already have Angel? Why does he still want to have me?Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!I felt sad when my dady beat Arga again -- as if he was not satisfied with his hurt."I fought life and death to make my eldest daughter happy. Who are you? You're just a bastard who doesn't know himself to be present in her life before you two got married, I already advised my daughter not to think about you anymore. But her love for you is so strong that my wife and I
Arga and my wedding became more romantic and warm because of the presence of a baby in my womb.Arga and I are still running our restaurant business which is growing rapidly, we even have 12 employees to help us develop this restaurant business."Get some rest, Honey. You can't be tired. Remember, there is our baby in your stomach, "said Arga preventing me from going back to work. He gently rubbed my bulging stomach."But I'm not that tired yet, honey," I said."Ella Wang, if you're not pregnant, you can do whatever you want. But you can't be selfish, my dear wife. You're pregnant." Arga tried to melt my heart. He led me to a chair."Sit down, you can watch Korean dramas as much as you like, "said Arga."But I'm not in the mood to watch Korean dramas," I replied.Arga laughs. "What's wrong with you? Before you got pregnant, you really liked watching Korean dramas. You can even watch it from morning until the next day."Arga said rightl
"Oek ... Oek ..." My pretty little baby who was able to sit was crying."Honey, our baby is crying. Looks like she peed herself. Please change her pants. I'm cooking," I shouted from the kitchen.However, there was no answer whatsoever from Arga. Where is he? My daughter cried even louder.Worried, I was forced to turn off the stove from running towards Rosemary's bed.How shocked I was when I saw Arga -- my husband fell asleep in his bed while Rosemary cried with her clothes that were wet from her pee.I shook my head. I swiftly changed Rosemary's clothes and put the dirty clothes in the laundry basket."Mommy."I turned and saw my little girl smiling at me as she stretched out her arms -- she wanted me to carry them.I smiled and carried her. Many times I kissed my little girl cubby cheek."Dady ... Dady ..." Rosemary pointed at Arga.Hearing Rosemary mention it awakens Arga. He blushed when he saw me st
It's raining hard today. Rosemary and I were at home together, while my husband -- Arga -- he was at our restaurant.Since I gave birth, I rarely go to our restaurant because I have to take care of my beautiful baby who is now good at babbling."Mommy ... Mommy ..." My beautiful little daughter whined. I saw that her pants were wet from wetting the bed.I smile. My daughter, why is your bed wetting habit so similar to mine?I remember when I was a child and I still wet the bed. even when I was in the second grade of junior high school I still wet the bed. What a shame.I changed my daughter's pants with warmer pants because the weather was cold. I'm afraid that my child will be cold and keep wetting the bed.My cell phone rings loud -- Mr song Super Junior's Simple sounded filling the room.I put my daughter on her bed and ran to get my cell phone which I had put on the dining table.Becca's name is clearly written on my ce
Brandon and Becca are getting more and more affectionate, they have even prepared their wedding ceremony."Honey, which one do you think suits me better? This red dress or this white dress? Actually, a white dress is suitable for attending weddings. But the red dress makes me look much sexier, "I asked my husband while showing me the two dresses I was holding.I hesitated -- not knowing which one to wear to Brandon and Becca's wedding.This white dress is gorgeous with its short sleeves and a slit on the right. If I wear it, I can show off my beautiful right thigh.The red dress is equally beautiful with a low collar. If I wear it, I can show off my cleavage which only Arga has. Even my exotic back will show through.Oh, God, I can't even choose my own party dress."Darling, tell me which one suits me better?" I kept pressing because Arga did not answer my question."Honey, I'm sorry. But you look more panicked than Becca. Even t
It doesn't feel like time is going so fast. My little daughter who used to be able to just sit and babble, now she can walk smoothly.Her growth is very fast, even faster than children her age. How not, when she was only 9 months old she was able to walk. Of course it made my extended family and Arga excited. Especially when my daughter is running with her adorable ass.In two days my beautiful little daughter will have her first birthday. I still can't believe we'll be celebrating her birthday soon.Now my daughter is playing with Arga -- her father in the living room. I can breathe a little relieved that my daughter didn't call me. It means I can carry out my activities freely."Dad, where's mommy?" asked Rosemary in her adorable toddler voice.I took a deep breath. I was just thankful that my daughter didn't keep calling my name."Mommy..." My daughter screamed m
The news that I was pregnant again made my mom and mother in law too happy. They came in droves to visit me -- helping me look after Rosemary to helping me clean the house.Actually I'm still strong enough to do my homework. But again, my mother and mother in law left me with no choice but to obey and accept their help.Like today. Early in the morning my mom had come with a lot of food in her hands. While my mother in law, since she found out that I was pregnant again, she immediately bought a plane ticket from Brazil here just to accompany me. She has accompanied me since the beginning of my pregnancy until now I am five months old."You arrived very early, my in law," said my mother in law to greet my mother. She even helped my mom carry one of the big plastic bags filled with all kinds of food."Of course because I want to visit my granddaughter," my mom replied."Your grandddaug
"You shouldn't spend this much money," my mother said."But it's for our Diolinda, Ma," I replied."I know. But you guys don't have to act stupid like this.""Then what should we do, Ma?" asked Arga confused."Just fill this big bag with pieces of paper you -- Ella, you have to go there.""Where?" I asked confused."To where the kidnapper is.""I don't know where the kidnapper is," I replied.My mom slapped her forehead in frustration. "You can call him for the kidnapper's address on the grounds that you're going there to give him the $14,000.""But all I gave was a plain scrap of paper?" I asked.My mom nodded. "If you don't come back within 30 minutes, Arga and Harry will come with the police."My mom's idea is absolutely brilliant. I nodded and immediat
Diolinda has been missing for a week without a trace. The police have searched everywhere in the city, but there is no sign of Diolinda. It's been a week since my mom accompanied me at home to just cheer me up, even though I know that my mom's heart was also broken knowing Diolinda had disappeared. In my sad days because Diolinda disappeared, the terrors reappeared. No, this time it wasn't like that horrible incident. Like this morning, I got a message from a different number. Xxxxxxxx : your daughter was stubborn like you, she was even willing to not eat a bit when I only gave her rat innards. I'm sick of reading that message. I cry. I can't imagine my youngest daughter being forced to eat rat's innards. What a savage human. I keep crying every time I read the message from the kidnapper. He even sent me a video showing Diolinda's current st
The alarm on my cell phone rings loudly. Four in the morning. I forced my eyes open. A strong hand was still wrapped around my stomach. I saw the owner of the stocky hand was still sleeping with his face hiding behind my breasts. I felt strange and surprised at the same time. Why does a husband love his wife's breasts more than his children? When the children can be weaned, the husband cannot. Why? Oh, forget it. As long as Arga only likes my breasts and not other women's breasts, it's not a problem. I slowly let go of his hand and headed for the kitchen. I took a deep breath of the air this morning. It's really cool. It was in this kitchen that the incident two years ago took place. For the past two years I have tried my best to heal my trauma. not easy because that incident has killed my son, even my life is also in danger. I smile. I am very grateful to have Rosemary, Diolinda, and Arga who always accompany me during m
Please hold on for mommy, my beloved son. Please stay alive. I'm sure you're very strong. I'm sure you're a great kid.***After hours I was unconscious (said Arga), I opened my eyes. The white room smelled of ethanol immediately greeted me. I saw Arga -- my husband was sitting beside me with his head down and his hand still holding my right hand. Looks like he fell asleep.I stroked his curly hair with my left hand until he woke up. Arga blinked a few times."Are you awake, La?" asked Arga in disbelief.I smiled and nodded.Arga pressed the bell on the right side of my bed. A doctor came into my treatment room and was surprised to see me who had woken up from my 'long dream'.The doctor checked my body, starting from the eyes, pulse, and heart rate."When did your wife wake up?" the doctor asked Arga."Just now," replied Arga."Your wife's condition has started to improve. But you have to keep her in
I saw Arga was neat with his black shirt and black jeans."Are you going to the shop now?" I asked as I handed him a plate of Arga's favorite waffle for breakfast.Arga nodded. "Today Harry started working on me," Arga replied as he shoved the waffle pieces into his mouth.I smiled happily. It's been two months since Arga's business has grown rapidly and it's been two months since Arga has banned me from working again. It's because I'm seven months pregnant. like when I was pregnant with Rosemary and Diolinda, Arga forbade me to work and better stay at home. It sucks."May I come with you to the shop?" I asked hoping this time Arga would allow it.However, my man again still wouldn't allow it."You're pregnant, honey. Rosemary and Diolinda should be home with you," said Arga.I put my puppy eyes on -- hoping that Arga would melt. But the truth is not. My man is so stubborn and undeniable."I bought a friend for you, right
I woke up when the sun had touched my skin.I stretched and opened my eyes. I lazily reached for my phone on the nightstand to see what time it was.Gosh! It's now 7:30 in the morning.I glanced to my left, there was no Arga. Where is she? are my daughters awake?I quickly got up from my bed. But just as I stood up, my head hurt so bad that I had to walk while holding onto the wall so I wouldn't fall.I saw Rosemary and Diolinda watching TV in the living room. While Arga is busy cooking in the kitchen."Why haven't you showered yet? Don't you guys have to go to school today? Honey, why do you look so relaxed? Why didn't you wake me up?" I kept nagging.Arga smiled. He kissed my lips briefly. "Honey, today is a holiday. Did you forget?"My face flushed with embarrassment. How could I forget that today is a holiday? Oh
I still walk around this house with amazed eyes. The person who designed this house must have been a great architect."Can we go back to the stall now?" asked Arga while embracing my waist affectionately. I don't know where he came from."I want to see our bedroom," I said.Arga took me up the stairs to the second floor. There are two doors. Arga opened one of them.I blinked in disbelief when I saw what was in the room. Blue king size bed with wide windows showing plants that are intentionally decorated to propagate on the side walls of the room to add to the beauty of this house."Is this our room, honey?" I asked.Arya nodded firmly."I like it," I said again in awe.Arga smiled. "Thank you, Honey.""I'm the one thanking you, Honey. You've fought everything for me and our two beautiful daughters," I said."You are the woman behind my success. You are the reason for me to be able to fight again. Thank you, my da
"Mom, I want to talk to you," said Rosemary suddenly one afternoon.What is wrong? My eldest daughter seems to have something important to talk about.I took off my glasses. I looked at my eldest little girl. I smile. "What is it, my daughter?" I asked."Mom, dady and you don't need to accompany us to school anymore," Rosemary said diplomatically."Why, Baby? Don't you like it? Are you ashamed to have parents like us?" I asked pretending to be sad."It's not like that, Mom." Rosemary looked panicked.I smile. It seems my daughter thought I thought she was ashamed to have parents like Arga and I."Mommy was just joking, Honey. What's wrong? Why can't dady and I wait for you to go to school?" I asked."Mom, dady and you have to work right? And I know it's all for Diolinda and I. So Diolinda and I agreed to ask mommy and
"Mommy, wake up. Mommy, wake up."My dream was shattered when I felt something shake my bed, especially the voice of a small child which I clearly knew whose voice it was. Who else but the voice of my eldest daughter -- Rosemary.I opened my eyes. That's right, Rosemary has been beside me. She smiled sweetly. Her chubby cheeks seemed to expand. I glanced to my right. Arga is still fast asleep with his hands still wrapped around my stomach."What's wrong, Baby? Why did you wake me up so early?" I asked with sleepy eyes."Mommy, have you forgotten that today is Diolinda and I's first day at school?"I suddenly changed my position which was all lying down to sitting. My eyes widen when I heard Rosemary's words.Sure enough. Isn't today Rosemary and Diolinda's first day of school?"Honey, wake up. Honey, wake up." I shook Arga's body wh