It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
Smooth Whispers

It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 26

By Sept

Dari and her little family were enjoying a homemade breakfast. Ibel looked happy because there was the father at home. As for Dance, she ate as usual. Enjoy the cooking he made. Other than the Gods, the man seemed to have a lot of thoughts. Must have been because of the phone call.

"Why? Not good, Mum?" dance Chirps.

From the way Dari looked at her husband, it looked B only. They were previously LDRs. Usually if you meet it will release the miss. This dance even feels ordinary.

The gods eat, even though Dance's food is bland. In fact, it wasn't his bland cooking, or God's numb tongue. This is actually because the gods are under stress. Many thoughts, how not, have a wife but can news of cheating even pregnant.

Drett .. drett ...

Dance's phone vibrated, Dance's face instantly panicked. Maybe afraid of being discovered. Hurry him back, then open the HP in the kitchen.

[Today I did not enter, sorry Mr. Rio. There's business]

Not a phone call, Dance directly WA. Maybe afraid of being discovered. Dance is like a swinger.

Apparently this is how it feels to play, test the adrenaline and make misgivings at all times.

[OK]

Dance sighed as she read the reply from Rio. Then hide his phone in his pocket. Quite stressful as well, this is how it feels to cheat secretly.

These two humans are indeed really testing their guts, they both have dared to play with fire. I don't know who burned first.

"Mrs ..."

Dance surged in shock, suddenly Ibel followed.

"Yes, honey."

"You're brown."

"Oh, eat first. The chocolate later."

Ibel immediately opened the refrigerator, picked up the chocolate that papa bought yesterday.

"Yes, Ibel."

The little boy shook his head, making his bangs sway.

"You are duyu." Ibel immediately frowned after getting her favorite food.

***

When Ibel was happy because of the chocolate party and many souvenirs that her papa brought from Singapore, now her papa is dizzy. He checked his HP several times. Many incoming calls, in addition to work, also exist from personal calls. Who else if not his cheating.

Until finally God pretended to the porch of the house. And sent a message to the woman who said she was pregnant.

[I'm with my wife. Don't call me while I'm not calling!]

The god twitched his temple, dizzy seven circumference.

Behind the dizzy feeling of God, there was a man sitting at his desk and smiling with satisfaction.

The man was Rio, he was talking with his accomplices.

"You're sure it's his son?" rio asked to make sure again.

The man in black clothes in front of Rio then nodded.

"Yes, Sir."

Like getting a jackpot, Rio as if getting a golden ticket. Goddess Fortuna seemed to fully support herself. The news of the pregnancy of the God's mistress, making Rio's move would be smooth.

"Next what shall we do, sir?"

"Stay close, and a collection of evidence. Don't get away with it."

"Good, Sir."

Rio's evil smile instantly popped out.

***

God's Residence.

Unable to leave the job for long, the Gods finally returned. A lot of thought, until he didn't focus on Dance. I don't want to work, I don't know what. The important thing is that Ibel is fine, the gods are back in Singapore again.

There was a little drama, when Ibel sulked not to be left by his father.

"Let's go home again, okay?"

Ibel's lips moved, crying. And finally her crying broke, until Tari had to carry and seduce her.

After the Gods departed, Dance immediately felt relieved. And straight out of the house, to the mall to entertain Ibel. Let it forget and not sulk anymore.

In the afternoon, Tari came home with a lot of bags of groceries. Ibel asked for a lot of toys, all Tari shopping. Looks like last dance while shopping. Probably because they have their own money. And do not report that the money runs out. No need to listen to your husband ranting anymore. Lovely LDR, Tari feels free and detached.

***

Her night. Ibel's asleep, uh Rio video call. Maybe Rio already knows, if the husband dance is back.

"What meda?" Rio's face was plastered on the phone screen. Looks handsome.

"You're sleeping." He wanted to sleep but his face was bright.

"Congratulations?"

"Not yet."

"Ibel's asleep?" ask Rio.

"It."

"Oh."

Silent for a moment, they are like ABG again PDKT.

"Dance ..."

"Yes." Yeah."

The two stared at each other even through the camera phone.

"Yes, rest up. Tomorrow come early."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I hung up."

"Hem."

After the phone died, the two men smiled to themselves.

Dance sense she was starting to go crazy, whereas Rio, she was feeling excited. Soon Dance was in his grasp.

***

Singapore. In a quiet apartment.

"I don't want to! I'm gonna have this kid."

"YOU'RE CRAZY!"

"I don't want to!" the woman retreated as the God gave her medicine.

"Drink this!" dewa Sentak.

BLAKE ..

The woman brushed off the hand of the God, until the medicine fell.

An emotional god, immediately gripped tightly the jaw of the woman. Then reach for the medicine again, and force the woman to swallow it.

Uhuk .

The woman coughed until she fell on the floor. And the God seemed to be mentally disturbed, staining heavily to the point of holding his head.

After it was awakened, after dark the eyes just now. The god squatted in front of his woman, then held the woman in his arms.

"You should just do what I say!" muttered the God with a blank look.

***

Jakarta.

The sun was already shining brightly, as bright as Rio's face waiting for the arrival of Dance in her study.

She called earlier, asking Tari to drop off the photocopy file she requested. It's actually just a mode. He deliberately asked Tari to his study, then things happened as before.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!"

Dance took a deep breath, then opened the door. Just entering, Rio immediately approached and immediately grabbed onto Tari's waist.

Breakfast C + IUM for a sunny morning and a rumbling heart.

Dance has been attacked by a virus, he is contaminated by the flame that burns his body. Without him noticing, his body was over-responsive. Especially when Rio's hand started to dare to infiltrate.

"Rio ..." sizzle Dance.

If this is the case, Rio also dizzy. Head up and down. To the point of having to loosen up the tie of everything.

"Per love is with me." whispered Rio.