
Artha looked at the beautiful girl in front of her in surprise.
How could? Her thought.
He thought it would take some time for feelings to be reciprocated. But Wana quickly welcomes her love.
Basic Artha, that man has long lived his days with a sense of trauma. The person he trusted betrayed him many times. Although her feelings for Wana were so strong, and the response from Wana meant so much to her, but why was it that when the girl answered her so quickly it felt like the nonsense she got?!
"Why?" ask Artha.
Wana raised her eyebrows, not understanding Artha's question.
"Why what?" Wana asked back.
"Why do you love me?"
"Why not? Like you, I feel comfortable with you. I can be myself,"
The simple answer. But Artha was not satisfied.
"Being my wife isn't as easy as you might imagine" Artha said.
"Well, I know too. Moreover, you judes and Bossy, it is stingy too. Be prepared to argue with me often. As long as you don't know the hangings just because of the age factor," Wana sneered advancing her lips mocking Artha.
Ah, yea! Artha forgot.
This girl in front of him was unlike any other woman. Not looking for his wealth, not aiming for reputation, not pretending and most importantly, without gimmicks.
Artha chuckled softly.
Stupidly he, had doubted Wana. Age is not a problem, difference is not an obstacle.
The feelings of the two of them matched each other, then what else were they looking for?
"Om, after this don't call your ex again! Promise me yes! I don't have an ex so I don't understand the technicalities. Be careful if you get caught!" menacam Wana's.
Whoa! The boy was jealous again.
Funny too!
"Why are you suddenly talking about Yuni, anyway?!" grunts Artha.
"Soyal yesterday he almost took me! If Kevin hadn't found that shroud, I might have gone bad by now!"
Artha squinted, "Kevin?"
Wana nodded, "Yes Kevin. You've met him in the hospital, once,"
"Aah!" Artha remembered the songong guy who always smiled cynically, trouble maker who made her kebat-kebit and did not think long to ask Wana to be his girlfriend!
"You're still in touch with him?!" artha asked suspiciously.
"Yes, he's my friend," Wana nodded. "We were familiar because we met in a strange position. So the story at that time." and Wana also recounted the tragedy when looking for Sugar Daddy at the night club during the birthday of Dewi Tunggullangit.
For a while listening to Wana's stubbornness, Artha was stunned.
He heard it again for ten minutes, then he rubbed his nape clumsily.
And five minutes later as the story begins to approach its ending, Artha closes her mouth with a hand as it stifles laughter.
"Ih! Don't laugh!" exclaimed Wana while clapping Artha's arm with anxiety. "I'm lazy to tell you because I already know your reaction like that!" grouse Wana.
Artha giggled amusedly, "So you guys actually just met back then?"
"So, his forehead got stitched up for protecting me. That's why I feel indebted,"
"Hm," inwardly, Artha thought that she had been misdirected, so she picked up her phone and sent a short message to Chandra to stop her observation to Kevin, "Then how did she find the shroud?"
"Say, Yuni was his client at the time,"
"Artha sneered at him, "Disease!" grunts.
"Well, that's Kevin's job, you know for yourself. Then he said back then your name was called Bu Yuni. I was lazy to say what scene. My name is also called. And when Kevin suspected why Bu Yuni could know the two of us, he looked for the ID card in Bu Yuni's bag and the cloth fell with my picture in it. He took the picture and handed it to me yesterday,"
"Yuni is the kind who could have acted that extreme, but apparently God still loves you,"
"The problem is, if he knows I'm okay, doesn't he get more upset?"
"yes too. I'll think of a way to anticipate it. Maybe our marriage should be accelerated,"
"Is that so? I like the catering menu yesterday. But if the WO doesn't fit,"
"We use EO office partners only yes they can set also for WO. It is more expensive, but the quality we have felt and so far satisfactory," Artha also contacted Chandra.
"Yes sir?" Chandra instantly picked up the phone from Artha on the first ring. But Artha immediately frowned.
Why is Chandra's voice so close to her?!
While Wana rounded her eyes because she saw something behind Artha.
Chandra and Stela, joined by the friendly two, walk along waitress towards their table.
At the same time, Stela looked at Wana.
"Eh?" hissing Wana.
"Heh?! What are you doing here anyway?!" spray Stela.
"Byeah! I love it everywhere too! Am I a prisoner?!" exclaim Wana.
"Gue if you meet you, it will be unlucky only!!" balas Stela.
"That's your destiny! The proof is that you are fine-fine, yes!"
"It is impossible that he is fine-fine, the proof is all messed up since he knew you!"
"Emang time to fix ye brain you tuh! Your lives are being machined!" then Wana realized one thing, "Loh? Where's the Birkin? How do you use a Korean bag?!"
Stela's countenance turned grim, "It's none of your business Eiger Misqueen!"
"Not everyone who uses the Eiger is poor!"
"Saking poor you willing to be my baby bokap! At most you use the stacking to lure! Look at it if you're dry you'll also be thrown away like my nyokap!" exciting Stela.
The trembling vana held back the growl. Almost all the facts flowed from his mouth, if he did not look at Chandra who just shook his head, preventing him from replying to Stela.
Wana was finally able to just shut up and throw her face. But a puddle of tears began to wash over her corneas.
Seeing this, Artha got up from her seat and approached Stela.
"Do you have any proof that Wana's on a stack?" growled the man.
Artha was angry.
"Eh? Pa-pa-pa..." Stela retreat stuttered.
"Also if I throw away your mother, is there any evidence? His witness?" Grumpily Artha again.
"Eh, no. What is clear is that Papa is always not there for me" grumbled Stela, but in a low tone and shriveled body felt small.
"Then, the clothes you wear, the shoes, the make up, the house you live in, your education all along, all from your mother?"
"Bu-bu-no,"
"From who?"
"From Papa,"
"Still dare to say I'm not there for you?" ask Artha.
"Ah right, papa's money is always there. Until I too feel like I'm being Om-om's mistress" grumbled Stela.
Artha folded both her hands on her chest while narrowing her eyes looking at Stela. "I see you have a special relationship with Chandra" Artha said. "Do you like Chandra?"
Stela was silent and biting her lips. Her silence means 'yes' to Artha.
Chandra just took a deep breath. He didn't want to go, but it was too late. Indeed, his brain should think more clearly and not be tempted by Stela's body.
"If in reality Chandra doesn't think the same way as you do? If she has a lot of other girlfriends who are made her bedmates how?" ask Artha.
Chandra just sneered.
"Chandra's not like that" Stela murmured.
"He's a single and well-established man, also a normal man. Who knows, right?"
Stela's face started to worry. He looked at Chandra with a sigh.
The panic grew when Chandra did not rebuff but also did not straighten Artha's words. The man just stared at Stela expressionlessly.
"Aandra?" muttered Stela asked for help.
But Chandra was silent.
"Hows it? Starting to mess? You were in my position at the time. When I love him but he sleeps with a lot of men besides me. I try to stay, I think he will change with you, but it is becoming more and more. Thought you? What am I supposed to do? Always there for you, when you're not there for me?" furious Artha.
Chandra again sighed. This is not for public consumption anymore, there must be a stop.
Both of them were emotional, even Wana did not want to prevent Artha.
Someone has to mediate.
"Sir, I take care of it from here. Sorry to interrupt Father's lunch," sizzled Chandra while holding Artha's step, and grabbed Stela.
Then pull Stela out of the restaurant.
Artha took a deep breath and ruffled her waist. Then shook his head.
Frankly, he was saddened by the situation. Sad because he could not make peace with Stela, also sad because Wana had been hurt by her son.
And most painfully, the appearance of Stela further opened up the trauma in her heart.
"Sorry," the man murmured to Wana.
"What's wrong, it's not your fault" Wana said as she dropped her tiny body on the chair. "Mas, drink more, use ice a lot. Boost my brain!" it's to waitress.
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"Murray!" exclaiming Stela while following Chandra reluctantly. "Chandra, leila!"
Chandra brushed off Stela's skinny hands, "You know what you just did? You dug your own grave!!" chandra exclaimed at Stela when they were already in a quiet location.
"I was wrong what?! It's reality! What a child wants is not only money but also the whereabouts of his parents! All this time there was only Mama, where was Papa?! Busy chasing Baby?!" exciting Stela.
"He's not your birth papa!!" exciting Chandra.
Finally said too.
"It's like he's not my birth father" Cibir Stela.
"I mean, the real meaning, not the figurative," Chandra said.
Stela silent.
"Eh?"
"You read it yourself" Chandra handed her a cell phone with a photo of the DNA. 98% accuracy between Stela Bahana and Leo Supradja.
"Leos... The supradja? Isn't this Risman's word?" Stela frowned while reading the report.
"Bu Yuni's boyfriend everywhere. Bira and I have confirmed to the hospital. And Monday, the original duplicate report will be sent to our office. You know what would happen if you knew?!"
Stela's hands were trembling.
"Ba-ba-what about my fate?!" Shake it with a pale face. "Cha-Chandra? I-I have to how?!"
"Come on," Chandra sighed, "I'll have to speed it up as much as possible in your apartment search. Because surely Bu Yuni will be frustrated, and you... You have to live independently from now on. Without your Papa's money,"
"God..." Stela instantly felt tightness in her chest.
"At least, Mr. Leo is also a conglomerate. But when it comes to responsibility, it seems he will be more calculated than Mr. Artha. It might even run away" Chandra murmured.
Stela did not reply, she was busy breathing.