WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 56.

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 The noise came from the room where Zidan had found the baby. Inside there now looks Bu Sita crawling with a face full of blood.

"Bed*b@h! Could you lose the collateral you had prepared for me? Isn't the deal clear? If tonight's right when the moon shines on the reins, that collision should already be in place, huh? Are you deaf? You human scum!" a heavy sound that came out of nowhere echoed filled the room full of astral objects.

 Bu sita continued to crawl up to the foot of the large statue in the shape of a large black dog that was there.

"Sorry, please forgive me. I promise I will bring another crash" he whispered weakly because since then an invisible force had struck him and threw him to help the big glass and made some parts of his body hurt and bleed.

"Hahahah, what did you say? Pardon you? Have you ever seen me apologize to my negligent followers?" that heavy voice again.

 Bu Sita trembled, his whole body seemed almost boneless until he could only droop under the statue's feet without moving much more.

"You promised to take down two stupid humans who were there for me, but you failed and I still forgive you. But this time I'm sick of it! Give me that crash or your life I'll take!"

" Well, but .. please give me my energy back, let me out to be able to find a collision for you, sir. Please have mercy on me," great-granddaughter Miss Sita was helpless.

 Silent

 There is no advice there at all, but now Bu Sita has begun to be able to lift his body slowly even though it still feels pain in his open wound.

"Why is it so hard to find? Didn't you also beat your own husband to me? For the sake of wealth and beauty you are willing to do that and make your husband now my slave. Then isn't there still your son? Why don't you just present him to me and make you no longer have to wander around out there kidnapping dirty kids."

 The heavy voice echoed again, this time seemingly coming from the huge dog statue.

 Mom shook her head in panic. "No! Don't take Zidan! He's the only one I have now. Please give me a minute to look for a collision for you, sir. But please don't take my son." Bu Sita lowered himself and kissed the foot of the statue, whose eyes now seemed to be burning red.

"Well, since you are my most loyal follower, I will grant you relief. Just go! From looking for more collateral for me. And this time I don't want it to come off again. Remember that!"

 Ms. Sita nodded repeatedly, and just stood up and left her place of worship.

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 The door closed tightly, its breath stinginging due to the pounding on its chest that was beyond the normal limits. But yet Bu Sita breathed a sigh of relief, Zidan was apparently there staring sinisterly at him with a face radiating hatred.

"So Mama, who killed Papa?" his fizzling was slow and full of emphasis.

 Ms. Sita held onto her chest that was hurting. "Zi-Zidan, Zidan listen to Mama."

"Jawab Zidan, Ma. Is it really Mama who killed Papa?" growled again Zidan.

"Java!" snapped Zidan beaver.

 All the words of Ms. Sita and the strange invisible creature in the room there she had heard. So a little bit of Zidan already knew the answer to what caused his father never to be seen again since long ago.

"I-yes! My mom did it. But Mama forced Zidan!".sold Ms. Sita with tears on her cheeks.

 Zidan was putting on his rough hair. "But why, Ma? Why does Mom have to do that? Do you know that was shirk? Mama is wishing God, Ma!"

 Bu Sita fell in shock, her shoulders shaking violently with a heartbreaking sounding cry.

"Mama forced Zidan! Mama is tired of our lives first, mama is tired of your Papa who always plays women and gambles behind Mama. Mama hates him, Zidan! Because that man our lives were hard! So let him die eating the devil! Let it!"

 Zidan is involved. "Then why now my son also wants Mama to fall, Ma? He was even newborn and did not understand anything. Why Mama's heart? She's Mama's granddaughter! Mama's first grandchild!" zidan's screams are frustrating.

 Bu Sita grabbed her hair and closed her ears tightly.

"Then now ... Mama wants to overthrow Zidan, right, Ma? Didn't you?" hiss Zidan is cold.

 Bu Sita got up and shook his head . "No, Son. Mama won't subvert you, no matter how you're Mama's son, Mama's flesh and blood. Mama wouldn't want the devil to harm you."

"Why do you have to be with my son, Ma? She's Mama's blood too!"

"That's why he's still holy! A baby who is still holy will be able to make Mama have wealth and beauty more and more of all this. That's why Mama wants him as a victim, if only you do not force to take it for sure at this time we have increasingly flabbergasted treasure! But look, because of your carelessness Mama has to find another victim in her place. Anyway why the hell if Mama mumbakannya strange baby? Nisa will be able to give you another child, right?" Bu Sita answered lightly as if all the problems could be solved with only the existence of Nisa .

 Actually that is also the basis of Bu Sita blessing Zidan remarried even if only with a village girl.

"Easy as Mama spoke? As if what you're doing isn't a sin." Zidan.

"Let the sin be the responsibility of Mama, as long as all the grudges and satisfaction of Mama are fulfilled. You have no right to interfere with a snot child! You can even still live a good life until now it's all because of a gift from Mama, did you forget?" Ms. Sita pointed her index finger at Zidan's face.

 Zidan let out a heavy sigh and looked back at his mother.

"When will you get to this Mom? Did you forget there would be a reply in the afterlife? "

 Bu Sita fell down on the sofa, his eyes that had been wet since now increasingly looked red. His gaze was empty with lips as pale as a corpse.

 Before long, Ms. Sita turned her head to face Zidan with her body fixed forward.

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 Bu Sita dropped her head to the side and grinned at Zidan.

"What do you know about the afterlife, little boy? Shouldn't you be around your family now to protect them? Aren't you afraid I'm gonna come and take one of them to come with me to hell?"