Novel & Cerita Firasat Seorang Istri Itu Tajam

, she pauses making jealousy and shock surge through her vein. Even the girls were pissed hearing that and wished to scratch that caked face of hers. While Karan was just amused with her actions and words making him feel creepy vibes. "Don't you dare call yourself his half wife even if it was a joke. Just stay in your limits Riya", she almost yelled making Riya and other surprised with her outburst. A smile appeared on Farha's face knowing her friend got guts to teach her sister her limits. "Now can you please leave! As you must be tired and mine presence would have been irritating you. So just go to your room or anywhere else but here", she again said in a agitated tone.

Isti tried to understand and support her husband, but more and more he became distant and cold towards her. One night, while the wife was waiting for her husband to come home from work, she saw something that broke her heart. Her husband came home with another woman, they were laughing and joking at the door. Isti felt like she had been stabbed by a sharp knife, as if her world had collapsed in an instant.

"Whatever we had, is over Richard, I want a divorce" Richard’s eyes narrowed. “You’re being hysterical. You’re not thinking clearly.” “Oh, I’m thinking clearly,” Isa shot back, her voice rising with each word and her eyes flashing with fury. “It is you who isn’t thinking clearly. Sleeping with my cousin and expecting me to accept it with open arms,” she continued, her tone now dripping with sarcasm and indignation. “As your husband, I forbid you from leaving this house,” Richard growled. Isabella laughed bitterly. “My husband? Did you just call yourself my husband? A husband who eagerly sleeps with women who desire other women’s husbands?”

replied Fransis. "Then, why now are you telling me to lower my legs? Are you senile or something? " Sonia said sarcastically, making Fransis glare at the girl. “I told you to sleep comfortably on the bed, not just stepping on my stomach with your one leg! You think my stomach is going up ?! ” replied Fransis no less cynically. The girl turned her attention to one of her feet, it turned out that it was true that she stepped on the husband, how insolent a wife who steps on a husband. She immediately lifted her leg with a guiltless grin.

She very well knew what a player her husband was in past! "No! You listen to me...please....that girl we never had any affair....It was just a casual time pass...and some one night stands...she was lying the previous time....she is a...you can say a prostitute... she is...uh I hope you are understanding....it was her who was always after me! And trust me all the girls they were just my friends there is no mingling...It was all before the marriage. Really baby I am sorry....only if I knew I would have angle as a wife I would not have even spared a look at another woman...." Ferris said pulling her more into his arms and kissing her forehead. Tears drops flowed down her eyes.

As a result, she expressed her displeasure. Jane scratched her palm, eager to use it to slap the man, saying, "Hahaha. It's true. You're not updated on your mommy's criminalization." "Jane..." Jester said, in a low tone. He was unable to complete anything he'd like to say because the woman had lost control. Jane had previously hit her husband across the face with such force. Jester was aware of the discomfort, yet numbness prevailed. The man went completely silent. He didn't say what he would have said because he didn't want to get slapped again.In fact, it was okay for him to be hurt by Jane because he was at fault many times with her wife.

Halimat said, and she walked out of Fred's house with annoyance, and drove home, “Who Is that woman?“ Fathia asked, “she Is nobody to me again, she was my ex-girlfriend,” Fred asked, “what does she want?“ Fathia asked, “she wants us back on the track,” Fred said, and I have told the bitter truth that It is not possible, so relax your mind, nobody can Intimidate or humiliate you beside me,” Fred said, “but I noticed that what she wants Is more than what you think,” Fathia said,

It made me so damn mad. “Poor Chadwick,” she murmured, crying without tears. “Why did he marry a woman who cannot give him the love that he needs? Someone who is not worth to touch.” This time, Isa did not hide her heinous grin behind her angelic mask. “Wearing seductive clothes,” She added, pointing my clothes and the three unbuttoned buttons on my sleeves. “That won’t work.” “...” “So who’s more pitiful? A woman who begs for a man’s love? Or a wife who begs her husband to have a sex with her?”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I blinked innocently, as if I had no idea what just happened. “Why are you trying to hit me?” I asked in the softest, most hurt tone I could muster. “Did I… did I do something wrong?” Esther’s face twisted into something feral. “You filthy little vixen,” she spat, “Seducing someone else’s husband like a common street wolf.” I gasped softly, clutching my chest. “What are you talking about? I wasn’t—”

With these thoughts, Kartika let out a mocking laugh, her eyes looking at him with a cold intensity. "If you have needs, go to Lestari." Farhan's eyes darkened with a shadow of anger as he bit down hard. "I want you, no one else." Despite Kartika slapping him and telling him to leave, Farhan’s grip on her wrist tightened as he raised his voice in frustration. "Angry? Weren't you playing the role of the dutiful wife quite well these past days? Why stop acting now?"