[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Dismissal Hope

"Sir Throne, I found Miss Love's whereabouts." A man in a suit handed a paper to the Throne sitting in his study.

The throne opened its eyes wide. Staring intently at the personal assistant who had just thrust out a paper before him. The man quickly grabbed the paper.

"I found it when someone reported the marriage registration on behalf of the lady. So ...."

Braak!

Not yet had Reza finished his speech, the Throne had already kicked through his desk violently. The two men's hands were clenched tightly on the table. All hope of being able to meet and return to his ex-wife has been lost. He had been searching for nearly four months. Laras kept his mouth shut tightly as the Throne tried to dig up information.

"Who is that guy?" ask the Throne slowly, but sharply.

"His name is Rudi Mahendra. He's the only son of a plantation owner in the Bogor area."

"God! So he's the guy? It should not take long for the woman to accept it" the Throne said in a cynical tone.

The man rem*s the report paper he had in his hand to formless. The man's heart rippled with pain to find that the woman who had been his wife had now married. He's disappointed. He does not accept that.

Reza chose to resign without a sound look at the condition of his superiors. The man's look showed everything. He needs some alone time. A feeling of pity lingered in the young man's heart, but .. he realized it was not his spirit to interfere.

Braak!

A floating object hit the wall. Ashtray made of wood material has now been split into several parts. The man who threw the thing was as if he had not been satisfied with just smashing one thing. Once again, the Throne lifts a small ceramic vase that is at the end of the table.

Praang!

Just as it hit the wall, a woman with a distended stomach opened the door. The woman was in the doorway. It was almost as if the shattered-headed thing beneath him had hit his face. If it misses a little, I don't know what has happened to her beautiful face now.

The throne stared intently at his wife who was still frozen, but a moment later he turned his face lazily. The woman who was seven months pregnant recently always came to see him in the company. Instead of being pleased with his wife's arrival, the Throne felt that she was very upsetting.

"What are you doing?" asked Bella to step foot slowly avoiding the ceramic shards.

"Office business," replied the Throne without looking at Bella who was already standing before him.

"Are you sure? Is there a big problem?"

"No. What's up?"

Bella frowned looking intently at her husband. She completely changed, her attitude getting colder to her day after the wedding day. It seemed like there was really no hope for the woman to remain in this relationship. The only thing he could do right now was to immediately find the plantation files and return to Bimo.

"Can't I see my husband? Your son always wants to be close to his father" said Bella approached her husband and struggled spoiled on the throne's shoulders.

Son, that word is the only weakness of the Throne facing his wife at this time. He has a moral responsibility to take. The man never hated or regretted the child's presence in Bella's womb, but he always thought that if time could be played there might not be a similar story about the night he forgot it. In the end the man softened, allowing the female snake to accompany him in the room he had targeted.

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"Night, Caca. Did you just come back from Indonesia? You see that son of a bitch again?" ask the woman while putting down her coffee cup.

The woman called Caca nodded vigorously. A smile can't be separated from her lips that look full and sensual. Even waiters and restaurant visitors who pass around can not turn their eyes from the woman notched body like a violin.

Caca is the daughter of a business associate of the Mahardika family. The twenty-two-year-old girl was so close to Laras. Even the two extended families had made a deal to marry Caca to Gema, Zain's second son. Of course Caca did not want to refuse the golden opportunity. He had already placed his heart on the charismatic man.

"Did that kid do it again?" tanya Laras stared blankly at her reflection inside the cup.

"Yes, as usual. He is indeed a big fan of commotion, Auntie," joked Caca with his sweet smile to unravel the tension of Laras.

"Actually before leaving for Indonesia, Caca wanted to meet Auntie, but papa was in a hurry. So Caca can just meet Auntie now."

"It's okay. Aunty was also yesterday still busy with home affairs."

Caca nodded slowly while sipping on the latte that had just arrived. The girl stared at the barreled nanar. He clenched his lips and played it a little as if something wanted to escape from those lips, but he was reluctant to convey.

"Is Aunt still sad because of the departure of Kak Cinta?" caca asked in a bold manner.

"It would be a lie if my aunt said no, but how else. Love is also entitled to his life, his sister has grown up. So Auntie no longer has a reason to hold them."

"Then the new wife Kak Tahta .. does she really love Kak Tahta?" Caca hesitantly said his words. Like there was something stuck in his mind that wanted to get an answer immediately.

Laras raised his head staring fixedly at the girl before him. "Are you seeing aunty for this?"

"Emm .. That's actually ... Caca had seen Kak Tahta's wife with another man before leaving for Indonesia. They looked very close, "the girl said, resolving her curiosity.

Baras smiled smirkingly after hearing Caca's words. He let out a long sigh, closing his eyes with a heart that seemed as if he was sliced by a sharp sword. The middle-aged woman, trying to control herself. He promised not to care about his son's life. He did not want to know any more about the good or bad things that the Throne experienced because of his decision to choose the snake woman.

"He's really shameless. Already trapped the Throne with her pregnancy and still in contact with another man in a public place."

"But Aunt .. I heard the man say my son to the wife of the Throne Sister." Caca's words immediately made Laras buy his eyes wide.

His hands clenched until his thin veins protruded. The middle-aged woman's breath was hunting as bad thoughts flashed through her head. Could it be that all this time he had also been successfully tricked by that woman? Could it be that the fetus he thought was his grandson was another boy? Maybe the DNA test results were manipulated by him? All those questions swirled in his brain. Laras's face warmed up as he thought all his estimations were the truth.

"Are you sure?"

Caca nodded with certainty. The distance of their table at that time was not too far away. Although while joking with his friend, but Caca can still faintly hear the conversation when the atmosphere is a little quieter.

...Connect .......

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