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Her parents died in an accident.
Before her father died, he asked for something.
The two of them finally got married because of the last request of the older brother who was also a stepfather.

The husband, who according to rumors was a mafia, is now officially her husband.

Armed with life's difficulties that have shaped her character for nineteen years. She managed to conquer her husband and learned a secret that formed rumors about her husband.

Just finished one problem comes another problem...

A beautiful and charming girl comes who loudly declares herself the candidate for the HOUSEHOLD.
Before the problem of the woman her husband was in love in the past with had been resolved, another problem came... Someone from her husband's past, who had changed seven years of her husband's life until he left home.

Can Aruna protect her new household for the rest of her life?
Can the gangster problem, the mafia that has ensnared her husband, be resolved?

This is my second published novel. You can also read my first novel A GIRL FOR THE BEASTS.
The third novel is also heading towards publication from the script, BRINGING MY WIFE BACK.

Happy reading, I hope you like it.

My Uncle My Husband

(Urban horror story in Indonesia ''KUNTILANAK''/ Miss Kunti) 


When someone dies, a fifteen-day tahlil event for Mr. Arga and Mrs. Aisyah was held as is customary in the village. 


After Ardan was satisfied chatting with his friends, he closed the door and, when he entered the kitchen, put away some of the used food and drink utensils from when he was chatting with his friends. Ardan was a little surprised because he felt he heard something strange. 


A faint sound of sobbing was heard from behind the house. 


''Astaghfirullah, what's that?'' asked Ardan, he muttered with a serious look, thinking about something strange, ''Come on, really?!'' he shouted in a whisper. 


''If so, Miss Kunti, can I nail through her head?...'' asked Ardan, he joked to entertain himself, ''Is it a female genie? If it's like that, prepare a bottle, then...'' he added casually. 


Miss *Kunti behind the house