THE LOVE OF THE FUTURE WIDOWER
Secrets are beginning to unfold
Satisfied with the answer from the phone he was on, the woman smiled broadly. He inserted the iPhone he used, and re-selected and pointed at the branded goods he wanted.
Walk with grace and very elegant and all-branded makeup, a famous mall employee in Singapore, it, he helped her carry some of the items she bought to a limousine a few minutes ago faithfully waiting for the beautiful woman to approach him.
"Sorry a little while waiting for me baby, we go straight to the apartment! I'm tired baby.wanted to take a shower and then spoiled with you, heemmm,"
Nadira Aswari, a wife with a high dream without limits, first love Hermansyah in order to achieve the dream of success she was willing to leave her husband and daughter only wayangnya not even 2 years old.
Lie by lie for the sake of it to launch a desire.
Her pregnancy and bearing a child were ways to lock her marriage to Anang Putra Hermansyah, the only son and heir of Mr. Baskoro who is a richest and successful businessman and is in the ranks of the top 5 in Asia.
Beautiful and cunning, yet she is very good at covering up her deeds with ruse in the name of love.
"Honey.... Tomorrow I'll be flying to Taipei, you'll have to accompany me. There in winter I want you to be by my side as a warm-up whenever I need you." Dira draped his hands on the chest of the field and soft hairy beside him, their sweat has not dried up, they never get tired of all models of their lovemaking style that is very draining.
But as the saying goes, as clever as a squirrel jumping, enter the frying pan also if anyone likes to eat the meat of squirrels (he.he.he.
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Languidly tired of having been struggling all day in the office with all his activities, Hermansyah drove his car slowly to the protocol road, then took the canal to go to his residence.
Kling.....
The WhatsApp messenger message from his phone rang loudly, with several messages with one sender number.
Right at the crossroads of the traffic light, Herman's car stopped and he used the best time possible to open the message on his phone.
The world seemed to collapse instantly, his heart was slashed as if his eyes instantly became nanar, his hands clasped tightly to the steering wheel of the car until his fingers turned white.
"Nadira..." A fury came out from his lips.
Tin..tin....
"Oiii hunt, myopic color is yes!" Shouted other drivers, they did not want to know with the confusion that was happening to Herman.
Herman drove at high speed in his car, right in front of the gate of his residence.
Stepping hastily into her quiet and silent home towards her room, she stared at the wedding photos Indang had displayed on their sleeping beds.
"Nadira, what have you done to me? What less am I to you?" Murmured Herman with trembling lips.
His hand reopened his phone and opened one by one the photos he had received with a boiling heart.
The more he saw her the hotter his eyes were. The body that he had touched and missed had even given him a little girl who was now agile to play and learn to walk.
The call he closed and back he avoided Simon, his secretary and best friend, "Bro loe pick up the cave! Now." Now." Click Herman to close the call unilaterally.
About thirty minutes Simon was at the door of his house, because Simon's house was in the region with Herman.
Mang Sholeh opened the door for him, "loh mama Momon, why did the tumben tonight just nyampe? Isn't it still Wednesday?" Ask Mang Sholeh surprised, because not usually Simon came to stay at night.
No strings attached Herman hurried out, with Simon following behind him while carving out various defenses in his mind, what had happened.
On the way to the place they used to spend time with, Simon began to open his voice." Loe why? Loe's face is getting ugly bro, what's the matter?"
"Congs are ruined, bro." Herman took a seat and ordered a drink for himself.
Simon who did not understand where the direction of Herman's conversation was more astonished at him.
"Tomorrow loe handle company! with my papa, I'm going to Surabaya. Maybe I'll be there a few days." Herman's message to Simon.
Frenetic music that he heard, instead he made forget his anger, he, but there he was increasingly infuriated by his circumstances that brought him down into the shackles of stupidity that has been created by the people he loved the most so far.
A mouthful of it had flowed down Herman's throat, flowing slowly and burning his anger even more without being able to overflow it.
"Hey bro...Tell me what happened to you? Why did you suddenly become like this? Drinking is not the solution, tell me a little bit of your pain!" Said Simon quietly sitting right in front of Herman.
"If killing people has no law, today I also want to kill both lakhnat and disgusting man, I can go crazy Bro! This is beyond my ability to think" the high-calorie alcoholic drink that Herman gulped so quickly, the more he quickly entered the drunken and fallen phase without being able to control.
As dawn approached, with help from the local security guard, Simon took him in the car and drove him to the Herman donkey.
"Simon..." Call Mr. Baskoro, giving him a seat next to him.
"What's wrong with you guys? Say?" Mr. Baskoro's heavy voice.
"I also do not understand om, Herman just said he himself will go to Surabaya, om stay in Jakarta with me, it's morning om I should go home soon and rest for a moment, before you go to the office." Elak Simon is looking for a good reason to avoid some questions from Mr. Baskoro.
After Simon's departure, Mr. Baskoro remained sitting still in his original place, he felt the pain that was currently natural.
As parents, and both men certainly feel it is not much different. Herman's marriage to Nadira Aswari was based on mutual love and mutual love. But what would happen if the only hope to see the happiness of the child only wayangnya suffer in his old age is not a wise decision.
"Herman, you give everything for yourself not to go to the destruction you fertilized yourself, let papa move before you fall even deeper." Mr. Baskoro muttered to himself in the silence of the morning.
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To be continued 😉
greetings Dear Always By RR 😘