My Husband's Second Marriage
S2. RI'S. Bab99's chat. Unusual Flavors.

Like the night before Nita will be silent in the back garden with a cup of warm tea that accompanies her nights. He stared at the black sky full of stars in astonishment. Her lips incessantly curled up a smile, so calm her heart was when Krishna no longer asked her to give him a second chance.

But still, she felt uncomfortable considering she was staying at Krishna's house. Trying to reject their offer. But whatever the power, he couldn't resist it. This is what Tazkia asked.

Behind Nita two men were looking at her flatly. Krishna stared longingly, as if he couldn't leave the woman. His heart loves Nita too much. However, the pain he had once given could not make the woman forgive him.

While Indra in her cool style stared full of admiration. His heart warmed when he remembered their closeness. She also felt longing for her woman, but the man shook his head remembering that Nita did not belong to him.

When she remembered that Nita was the widow of Krishna, she turned her gaze towards Krishna who was looking at her without Nita knowing. His forehead shriveled not knowing what the man meant to make him come.

"What's the matter Mr. Kris-"

Krisna's hand raised gestured to Indra, so that she would not say anything. Indra complied and followed Nita back. But Krishna turned around signaling to follow her. Indra was taken to her study.

The hand that coiled Indra's watch lifted to see what number the clock was pointing at. It's still not too late, it's still half nine in the evening.

Then Krishna opened the door, told her to come in, and after both entered, she looked at him flat and stretched out her hand.

"Thank you for saving the company, even though I owe you a favor" Krisna said. Indra stared at the outstretched hand, right? the hand of the famously haughty man lowered the price of his drink?

Indra stretched out her hand and nodded. Krishna invited Indra to sit down.

"Who do you really want? I hit you because I thought you were greedy, wanted two women. And one of them was the woman I loved" said Krishna, who began to move her body forward and rest her hands on the table.

The man chuckled softly in response to the man before him, "I love Tazkia, Mr. Krishna, that's the reason why I cleared your name. I don't want to make the woman I love a lot of burden on my mind, because her brother is making trouble" Indra replied. However, Indra has not yet figured out whether she still loves or is curious about someone in her past.

Although her heart was not yet fixed in making a choice, Indra could only say that she loved Tazkia, Krisna smiled and stood up. Then deliver Indra to the front, in the living room they cross paths with Nita.

Krisna turned away for now from Nita, she did not want to make the woman uncomfortable to live here. But fate did not want him to stay in that house. Nita has a reason now to go home. Instead of asking Krishna for permission to go home, she decided to head upstairs to wake Tazkia up.

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Indra, Tazkia and Nita walked together to the front. Tazkia looked calm unlike Indra and Nita was so awkward whether the feeling of what they felt. However, Indra held onto Kia's hand gently.the woman seemed to be used to getting the treatment, even though the man had been meritorious in his life.

Make the company back in the grasp of its family. Indra glanced at the glance of Nita's face that did not interfere with their conversation. Nita stared in every direction, without caring for two people who might be in Landa romance. Without realizing it, his hand was raised to his chest.

"Do you not want to string words for me," asked Indra with a rough sigh. Kia did not want to look at the man, she twirled her eyeballs around.

"Combined? Kali flowers in the strangle. I'm sorry I'm not an ornamental florist" Kia replied, her lips pouting as if uncomfortable with the man's treatment. But Indra was not discouraged, he kept thinking of ways for Kia to take it back.

"Then, say it after I help you," Indra said, staring anxiously.

"I'm not forcing you to do it. Go home, pity Mother Nita wait a long time!" Tell Kia to slowly release her hand.

Kia then walked a few steps, then grabbed Nita's shoulders gently, "be careful. Don't get hurt you take him. Outer wounds are treatable, whereas inner wounds are difficult to treat!" Excited the girl with a slight insinuation of Indra. Nita just pretended not to hear it.

"See you, ma'am, thank you for accompanying me." Cup, Kia gives a kiss on Nita's cheek with a glance. He loved that woman too much. Although he was only his former brother-in-law. Kia immediately darted away ignoring Indra who was just watching the farewell between Nita and Kia.

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Dark, yes like Indra's heart that increasingly does not signal that he wants a girl who used to be innocent turned into a spicy mouth. They both dissolve in their own daydreams. Feel and explore about the taste that began to run.

Nita was stunned when her hand was accidentally touched by Indra when the man was about to bring a tissue, while the man was about to pick it up. Your heart is beating faster than usual. Even when with Kia was not tight like this.

Subtly... The white hand, so smooth though often used for work. Indra looked awkwardly at Nita and then released her hand that had touched.

"Sorry." One word just slid reflexes from his lips. Nita nodded then rubbed her forehead, despite not sweating. While Indra he did not take it at all.

"You have to be more patient, that's how people who have been too disappointed. It's hard to forgive." Nita begins to speak words as a love advisor to the man. The man nodded.

"What if he doesn't give me a chance like you, don't I have a chance." Indra gave a question about Kia's response that was getting colder and colder to her. Even impressed as he was with his enemy.

Nita was stuck as if it was hard to gulp her saliva. He could not predict how their relationship would go.

"Mmm, just try to be patient. If he hasn't given you the green light yet, it looks like you should have a choice. Between having to let go or staying afloat to convince,"

"Yes, I'll try. Until I don't want to fight anymore." Indra gives passion to himself.

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