My Husband's Second Marriage
S2. RI'S. Bab105s. Self Conscious.

Karina blinked, as her body wriggled. He was relaxed when he woke up. Waitaminute! Wasn't he last night having dinner with Mr Indra and also Mbak Nita, then why is he now in the room.

The girl's eyes swept across the entire corner of the room. The sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom indicates that there is a calm person inside.

Holding her head, Karina tried to recall the incident last night. However, he only remembered when he said that he had been so full. After that, he remembered nothing.

"Don't you hold me Mr Indra?" Karina began to fall into the fog. He didn't want to have a debt of gratitude to the man.

"But impossible, yes, impossible. I'm sure Madam Nita picked a security guard up front to carry me." Karina chose to dismiss that thought.

Nita came out already prepared with her neat clothes. She knitted her brows as Karina continued to hit her own head.

Not wanting anything fatal to happen, Nita ran over and prevented Karina's hand from beating her own head.

"Stop, Karin. What's the problem?" Panic, yes Nita is really panicking. Fear of the girl experiencing hallucinations or even being stressed that makes her hurt herself.

Karina looked softly at Nita with her shoulders slumped for a moment. He wanted to know the details of last night's incident. But he was too embarrassed to ask.

Nita who felt differently Karina immediately sat her butt in bed. Trying to get close to what makes the girl look uneasy.

"Why?" Gliding also said that, Nita was curious. Really am.

The girl lowered her head in shame, what question did she ask, should she ask if Indra was the one holding her. It's embarrassing if it's true.

"Don't scare me Karin, say, if there's something you want to ask" Nita said, patting her on the back gently.

"Mother." Karina's hand began to stretch out and held Nita's hand trembling.

"Evening ...." Not able to say it either. The lips were unable to make a sound, and his throat seemed to be choked.

Nita immediately wanted to grab the girl's ear. After saying just one word, his brain was already connected to last night's events. Karina must have wanted to know what had happened.

Nita stood up, thinking that the girl was sick. In fact, he did not want to know the reality that might be true that he was thinking.

"What you think is true. It was Mr. Indra who carried you. I'm lazy to yell, while beside me there are men who can be asked for help." Nita blinked one eye. As if to mock the girl. Karina directly slapped her face on both of her hands.

It was so strong that he slammed his body on the bed. Roll over, banging on pillows as if he was beating up the man mes*m.

"Ah, embarrassing. The heart's intention was to make him ashamed of hunger. But he even embarrassed me. It sucks!" Erang Karina with continued hitting the pillow.

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Karina was getting ready for work, she hesitated to open the door. His head was wailing, figuring out if there was anyone around him who would make his heart stop beating. However, the situation is very conducive, safe and controlled.

He walked towards the dining room with a radiant face. But after he was right at the dinner table. He immediately turned his body slowly to turn around.

Yes, Indra has been visiting you in the morning like this. Even the man had accompanied Nita who was having breakfast. Karina who already had no face in front of the man was reluctant to meet him.

Karina's face flushed with embarrassment. Moreover, the man insinuated it in front of Nita. Both of his hands clenched so irritatingly.

"Don't you want to thank me, I've been so hard carrying your little body. Although eating a lot turns out what you eat does not become meat in your body." And Karina's heart burned, eager to shut the man's mouth to stop talking.

"Perhaps if you're thin, Bi-" Nita shakes her head as quickly as possible, when Indra will say what Karina shouldn't know. Karina then left not caring about the man.

Nita exhaled a rough breath when almost Indra said it. "Don't make plans he fails" warns Nita. Indra saluted.

"Ready, Miss." Nita's forehead shriveled to find a strange call.

"Young people your age are hard to understand." Nita shook her head feeling clueless.

"Yes, because you will be Madam Wiguna" said Indra, Nita looked inside the man in astonishment. What nonsense has the man spoken.

"You mean Tazkia? Yeah, he fits you." Nita turned her gaze to another direction. His eyes began to heat up when he found out that the man in front of him really loved the girl.

What is the feeling in his heart?

As much as possible, he kept trying to be normal to deal with all this. His heart said he was hurt. But her lips said she supported their relationship.

What kind of fate made him feel in sorrow. The pain he always felt. Until when does his hope run with reality.

"Let's go," Indra asked, Nita quickly wiped the tears with her palm. He nodded then followed Indra. Arriving in front of the car, Tazkia was already waiting to lean there.

With a frowning face he walked towards Indra. The girl hit the man's shoulder hard.

"Leaving the person asleep. Not funny!" Cibir Tazkia with hands folded in the chest.

Nita chose to ignore the two, her hands outstretched to open the front door of the car. But Tazkia took him in to get inside. It was not usual for the girl to want to sit side by side with Indra.

Nita would not want to sit in the back seat. There was no conversation between the three. However, only a few moments of silence were created.

"You if you ask permission the same mas Krishna can not really not need early in the morning. I just want to work, I don't work!" Oceh the girl with inflamed.

"Stop Kia, make my ears hurt." Indra's index finger stuck to the girl's lips. But Tazkia bit him. The man complained.

"Do not point at me. Who would you dare to do that!" The girl grumbled with her unraveling hair.

Nita looked at the discussion between the two of them. Matching, yes, it was so harmonious that was what he said in his heart. He could replace Tazkia. A beautiful girl who was young, her age was so far away from her. Moreover, there was no way he would have to compete with the girl he had considered his own sister.

Maybe Indra wasn't his destiny. He had to let them go, so that his heart would not fall too deep.

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