It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
Crocodiles

It's not my fault, Beautiful Reunion Part 4

By Sept

Dari wanted to ask directly, but then he broke his intention. He can't be rash. And all night, he didn't sleep until morning. Because thinking of a God that looks suspicious.

When her husband wakes up, Tari is acting normal. Although when cooking, it was like to give a lot of salt to the soto sauce for her husband. Again, his intention was broken. Dance was still weighing, what she should have done. It can't be rash, everything has to be thought about. Not 100 percent proven yet.

"I'm leaving first" said the god at the end of breakfast.

All the suitcases are ready, the luggage is in. After hugging his daughter, the God passed by, no sweet word as before, looks slab and flat.

While Dance, she stared at the car that started coming out of the gate and closed the gate of her house. Dance then turned around, and grabbed Ibel's arm.

After the Gods left, his mind was extremely agitated. Until finally, he called his friend to pour out his heart.

Mia, a beauty clinic owner who is currently having breakfast with her only child. Beautiful blonde widow. Not because of the bule, but it is colored.

"Hallo, tumben .. How are you, Tari?" greet Mia on the phone.

"Well," replied Tari in a voice that was not pleasant to hear.

"Your throat hurts?" ledek Mia's. Then feed his son while wearing a wireless headset.

"Mi .. Do you have time? Can we talk?"

"Can, can. You want some treatment?" ask Mia to the point.

Dance gulped, then looked at her daughter who had fallen on the fur carpet while hugging the doll.

"What house are you in?"

"Cruisely again I went to the clinic, nganter my son to the playgroup first."

"Yes, I'm going to the clinic."

"Okay, I'll give you a discount. The price is temen," said Mia.

The woman didn't know that Tari wasn't thinking about skincare or anything. Dance just needs friends to be asked for solutions. Because as far as Dari knows, her husband Mia also cheated on her.

So, Tari wants to learn at his temperature. At least, Mia was more experienced than him.

As a result, Tari also took Ibel to take a taxi to her friend's beauty clinic. Along the way, Ibel continued to babble and ask this to his mother, only that Tari answered with origin, because the mind of Tari was in a rage at that time.

The household that was originally cool even though her husband was indifferent, she thought it was fine. But after seeing her husband being sent pictures of inappropriate women, Tari began to think hard. This is not what made her husband change.

Is it because Dance is starting to flirt? Start cubby, start not beautiful anymore? Many prejudices were thought by Tari, until the time the taxi driver said he had arrived, but Tari did not respond.

"Bu .. has arrived. Ma!"

Dance and then jerk in surprise, yes. The driver called her MOM. He certainly looks older than his age.

After making the payment, Tari then went down and took the Ibel. Up ahead, Mia's crossbar and beauty clinic banner were already waving.

Once inside, Ibel was immediately welcomed by the employees. Ibel adorable child figure, make the direct look like.

Luckily someone invited his son, now Tari can speak four eyes.

In a special room where Mia has been working in her personal clinic.

Dance began to tell what she felt, at first the muters were not clear, until finally, Mia drew a conclusion.

"So your husband cheated?"

Dance shook her head.

Mia smiled bitterly.

"The first stage is denial. You must be denying that reality. I was in that position too. So I understand very well."

"This hasn't been proven yet" Tari said.

"Just wait for time" Mia replied confidently. Mia feels sick of the same God-type man and her ex-husband.

"Leave it, before you suffer inwardly. Men who have cheated will not be cured. Hold words! Mas Raya, my ex-husband, once I'm sorry, he's back on his feet. Don't believe it even though he's prostrating at your feet. A man like that, can never be cured."

Dance feels like asking the wrong person. Not a solution, he was immediately sentenced to death.

"God's body can't be like that, maybe a prank."

"Helen! Don't believe 100 percent the same mouth of a man. They're all crocodiles!"

The more dizzy, Dari also kneeled her temple.

"Well you're young, Ibel is also a child. Surrender is not too late."

Dance glared, because instead told to divorce her friend. Honestly, this is not the solution he wants.

"I've experienced it first, Dance. So trust me. And again .. Your husband, I've met him, from his eyes only I can see the sparkle of crocodiles in his eyes," cynical Mia who is a victim of land crocodiles many times.

A confused dance, he rubbed his face with both hands. Then lean on the sofa.

"Oh my God .. How is this? I hope this is just my prejudice, "the inner Dance that is afraid to face the real reality.

Unable to find the solution he expected, Dari also paid back home. And Mia gave him a voucher.

"Take care of your body!" chirps Mia.

As a friend, Mia just wanted to remind. She is beautiful as a model alone left cheating, let alone Dance like this? Instead of insulting, Mia felt that Tari was lacking in self-care.

"No, thank you." Dance refused Mia's hand. Although only vouchers.

"Discount 50 percent. You need these. You know the dancers out there are no beauties, they are just diligent care" murmured Mia. But his eyes were full of revenge. Being the victim of a third person, makes him like to spit up when talking.

Mia directly put the thing into Dance's pocket.

***

Somewhere else. In a closed room. Two people are talking seriously.

"Follow where he's going" said the bespectacled man.

"Good, sir."

"You may leave now" said the man in the black suit in a stern voice.

"Good!"

The man then opened a piece of the photo upside down. He took off his sunglasses, then stared intensely at the woman in the photo.

Smiled sweetly, and her photo was taken secretly. Seen from the angle of the shooting visible from the side.

Tok tok tok tok

Suddenly someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Lake in!"

The man then turned over the photo he had originally held.

"Good morning, sir."

"Sit down."

"What did you call me?" ask the God who just came in.

The god who wants a business trip as well as a plus, suddenly his car turned back. Because the new boss wants to meet.

"I want to offer you something" said the man.

"What offer, sir?" ask the curious god.

The man smiled cunningly inwardly as he looked at the God who knew nothing. Seriate.