When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Q2: We are Happy without you [Laila and the King]

The king deliberately rented a rickshaw belonging to Mr. Asep. He really wanted to get his kids home from school, he wanted to do his job as a father, even if it was too late.

The king took a rickshaw when he arrived in front of the school gate. The King's body was already soaked in sweat. He was fanning his face which felt very hot. Countless people looked at him with amazed gazes, the King's extremely handsome face and his appearance was like that of a wealthy, but still populist city person.

Not knowing they were half-dead Kings trying to reach their destination by relying on tricycle rickshaws.

"Bad crazy! These kids of mine can get hot if the rickshaw is like this." The king monologues to himself, there is a sense of compassion in the heart if his children are overheated or rained when riding a rickshaw.

Don't just know the King if the children never complain, want rain or heat, if the name rame-rame ride rickshaw or walk it feels very pleasant. Not to mention when going home from school steal a neighbor mango.

Ah .. It feels so good. It's a pity that King son of the rich who from small accustomed to luxury. Go anywhere by car.

"Where is Asep's brother going, Kang?" ask Ibuk-bus who sells fried foods in front of the school.

The king looked left, looking for someone else. Then he pointed to himself.

"Hum talk to me?" asked the King innocently made the Mother laugh.

"Who else has Pak Asep's rickshaw except, Akang?" the mother's question made the King smile in shame. He scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Sir Asep went to the rice fields, Buk," the King replied honestly because it was after the King gave money to Mr. Asep. The middle-aged man immediately went to buy fertilizer and continued to the rice field.

"Whoa! No matter which Asep sir picked up as usual."

The king smiled politely, because the land if the villagers were very friendly and clever pleasantries. Unlike the city people who died next to his house just do not know.

Five minutes the King waited at the danaz the children had already come out of the gate. Mamat cs and the twins looked at the King in confusion.

"That's your father's rickshaw, isn't it, Mat?" ask Farid on in Mamat.

"Yes, but it's not my father!" plain rebut Mamat made Farid directly hit the arm of the Mamat.

"If it's your father, I'm sure you're a picker! There's no way the father is handsome, the son is ugly like you!" farid's taunts made Mamat immediately pull his friend's ear.

The king who saw him laughed. It turned out that the children in the village were more fun and expressive than the city children.

"Mamat cs, Brother, Grandpa! Here ... Mr. Asep had gone to the rice field. That's why the uncle who was told to pick you up!" lying to the King when the man happily picked up the children. Because I want to be close to the twins.

The kids there smiled brightly. They run on rickshaws. The king invited Riska to sit behind him.

"The chick is sitting in the back, Uncle. Hug uncle from behind let's not fall!" have the King make Risky a beak.

All the kids are happy too. They go home to school with great enthusiasm. The king heard the children's warm stories about his school.

Sometimes they laugh together. Makes the King's chest warm. He didn't have a time like this.

"It turns out without me the twins grew well, because many good people in this village," the inner King slowly.

The king carried a rickshaw at a slow speed. He did not dare to carry at high speed. Afraid that something bad will happen to the kids.

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The king managed to bring the children home. Not to forget he gave a pocket of blue money to the twins friends, because they were good to his children.

"Wahh, thank you, Uncle. May the blessings of his life!" They all came home with a sweet smile on their faces.

It was the turn of the twins that the King gave the red money to. They smiled brightly accepting it with full happiness.

"Thank you, Uncle!" both said in unison.

"Either. Studying hard yeah!" the King replied with a sweet smile on his face. She stroked the tops of her children's heads lovingly.

The twins went straight into the house. The king realized that Laila was peeping at him from behind the black window of his house. The man waved his hand making Laila who was just about to throw her face the other way.

The King's cell phone rang frequently, prompting the man to immediately receive a call from Dino.

"Assalamualaikum, No. What's up?" asked the King in wonder.

[Wa'alaikumussalam, Yes. Looks like we have to go back to the city, because there's a problem in the company.]

"What problem?" asked the King in curiosity.

[The product that should be launched on the fifteenth of next month was already launched by the company XX. There seems to be a traitor in our company, so the plan we've made, plagiarized by our corporate rivals.]

Dino explained the bottom line. As soon as the King's eyes widened perfectly, he was shocked to hear it. The product that will be launched next month has a very large budget. If it is true in the plagak, then the loss experienced by the King is very large.

"But, I–,"

[I understand you're fighting, Laila. But, company is important too, Ja. If you fall poor, what will the twins feed you? Now try to get Laila to move to the city. Just bring the twins so you don't stress because your mind is branching. At least with the twins in town, your mind is calm!]

The king immediately turned off the call. Immediately he got down from the rickshaw, stepped closer to Laila's house. He knocked on the door of the woman's house.

Not long after the door opened showing Laila. The woman looked at him with cold eyes making the King's chest tight. For there is no more love emanated in the look on this woman's face.

"La, there's something important I want to talk to you about!" said the King seriously staring in Laila's eyeballs.

"Me too!" reply Laila flatly remembered her conversation with the Ustadzah earlier.

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The king and Laila decided to go to a restaurant near the town square. Their speakers are quite serious, don't want any distractions. Laila's children leave it to Mr. Asep's wife.

"Are you or am I talking?" ask the King awkwardly.

"You're it!" reply Laila cold.

"My company is in big trouble" said the King seriously making Laila raise her eyebrows next door. Staring at the King with incomprehensible eyes.

"Then?" asked Laila astonished to make the King scratch his nape that does not itch. It's very hard to talk to Laila who seems mediocre emotional.

"I want you and the children to come to town," the King replied nervously making Laila laugh insipidly.

"Why do we go to the city, if we are happy in the village." Laila sneered at the King making the man instantly rub his face in frustration.

"But in the village there is no me!" the King's reply quickly made Laila directly lean her body towards the King.

"It is precisely because there is no you that we are happy!" laila's insistence made the King clench his hands tightly.

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