13 Days Love Seed In Qatar Stadium

CHAPTER 84: Stef asks for divorce

Sean stopped at the midnight square, which several drunk men passed by. She was really frustrated thinking about her feelings for Emma. Like the moon, it's impossible.

The end of his left elbow is stared at. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have to be ashamed of Emma and her family!" Sean cussed at his stumped hand. He took a long breath.

"No, no, no! I'm fine, better like this and my sister's safe." Niko squeezes her hair hard, cursing herself.

"Sean Sujatmiko, there seems to be a lot of problems."

Sean looked up glued to the slightly fat rich man. He just remembered George's name was this guy after he and Paolo yesterday entered this guy who most likely, told people to infiltrate and tamper with Stef's computer.

"Too visible, huh?" Sean tries to be ordinary, to people he just knew doing business in a dirty way.

"You coming with me?" George sat on the side. "Searching for the beauty of the night?"

"I intend to go home after from here. Looks like, you didn't come specifically to see me, did you?" Sean put on a relaxed face, even though his heart was pounding because this person was not a random person.

"You don't know the beautiful flowers of this city. You'll be happy, just look around." George pulled out a cigar and started lighting a match and brought it close to the end of the cigar.

"I found a beautiful one. Much prettier than anyone I've ever met. Unfortunately, his family background is too perfect" Sean said in his heart.

"You won't regret it." George sucked the smoke into his mouth. Then he breathed into Sean's face with a mysterious smile. "Not to worry, it's free."

"Many things in this world are free, but there's always a purpose behind them, right? What's your purpose for spreading honey and getting ants stuck to death?"

George laughed at the cold tone just now. "I have a lot of profitable businesses that we can work on together without being entangled. If I were to ensnare, no one would put their trust in me, right?"

"Your business is a lot, I don't think I have a significant effect on the development of your dirty business? So, you picked the wrong person." Instead of answering, Sean quipped George.

George was again made to laugh because of Sean who never talked.

"Sorry Mr. George, no matter how great or rich you are in power in many places. You still won't succeed in taking me to plunge into the dirty world. If you want to threaten my family including David's? I'll finish you myself." Sean stood up and stared fixedly at George's eyes as if surprised.

A gun sound was heard in the back, Sean stopped. "Do what you want? Because David and Paolo won't just shut up, will they?"

Without waiting for an answer, Sean walked over and suddenly a sound of an eruption echoed. Sean glanced all over his body without moving his head and remained calm. He felt George walking up to him and Sean did not turn his head, then looked up when a gun was put into his jacket.

The man smiled mysteriously while leaving her.

"Hey wait!" Sean picked up a weapon and walked over quickly.

The sound of a firearm reverberating. Sean turned around because of the thud behind him. His eyes glared at a man who had just fallen and around the body began to bleed.

"You wanna come or? being suspects?"

Sean turned around again and saw George pointing at his hand. He blinked slowly looking at the firearm in his hand, then looked back, at someone getting shot.

"You set me up?" Sean with a wrathful face and his hands trembled with anger until the firearm in his hand fell.

"You don't want to, do you? Deportation for killing people? Follow me" George's voice showed his dominance. "Let's hurry, for two minutes you'll be a suspect if you don't come with me and get your gun."

Sean was staring blankly at the streets of Naples, as the car took him somewhere. George's laughter continued to echo as if laughing at the man's victory. Who would have thought Sean was trapped in just a few seconds because he accidentally pulled a gun out of the jacket.

Of course, no one would believe it if Sean hadn't shot that guy. Sean later learned that the gunman was George's own bodyguard.

His mind seemed to be shot at by pressure and threats in a short time, so Sean could not think clearly. There's a trace of his fingerprint on the gun handle. Sean didn't find out who the second shooter was either. He clearly didn't kill people.

A nightlife spot is George's destination. Sean insists he won't drink alcohol, he'd rather die. However, George always mentions the word deportation and threatens that Sean will deal with the law.

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Stefanie pushes Marcho's body off the top. "Go away, are you not satisfied with Shinta?"

"How many times have I told you, I didn't touch Shinta."

"Liar!" Stef sat down with a red face extinguished, throwing out Marcho's hand that held both of her hands to keep her from leaving the bed.

"Stef! Why did you change once?"

"I haven't changed. You're the one who never changes, the eyes of the basket! Cheater!"

Marcho stomped Stef's hand violently without taking Stef's hand off. "You're accusing me of cheating?"

"What his name is up to. I don't care what you think. I'm sick of Marcho!" Stef felt a warm stream of tears on both of his cheeks, after Marcho's hand jolt hit his stomach. Even the man was not gentle when she was pregnant. "I'm asking for a divorce!"

"Stef, silence?" marcho's voice was hoarse and his eyes were blurry by the clear dew that was welling up in his eye sockets. Like being struck by lightning, and the consciousness that had been lost everywhere was now gathering until his head shook.

What harm? Just this time Stef can meet the eyes of the basket, cheating man, even ask for a divorce.

"Stef-don't talk weird."

"What?" Stef swung his head forward, challenging Marcho who was now sitting facing him. Marcho with a plain body did not wear a thread and he who wore Cardigan had sagged to the elbow and braaaa straps that were released because of Marcho's actions. "What Marcho? Good once we live each other. You're free with Anna Shinta or whoever-"

Stef's shoulders trembled, rebelling as Marcho hugged him. "I hate you Marcho! You're like a stranger and I don't know you. You keep disrespecting me and I'm like shit in your eyes. I once loved you, but now my love has changed completely to hate! Enough Marcho! I feel really crazy right now and no one will be able to treat me? Goddamn it? Fucking husband of yours! Unhand me!"

Drops of dew fall from Marcho's eye pellets. He doesn't want to be in this position. "I don't want to be separated. You're my life and death, Stef."

"Omong empty!" Stef's voice vibrated with his chest and throat feeling hot, throwing wrath. He laughed out loud in the midst of crying bitterly about his stupid self for nearly seven years.

"I'm free hahahaha. I'm free from perverted men like you. A perverted man who never touched his wife for five years. And just fucked me for seducing me to marry Anna. Fuck you indeed! Romeo was your fault. Don't take him away from me, because I'll win him in court. I'm collecting evidence of all your infidelity, damn it!"

Stef's screams echoed in the room until the woman coughed. Marcho releases a hug but now holds both of Stef's arms.

"I'm not cheating Stef? You can say anything. I deserve to be angry? But I'm not cheating on Stef. I told you -"

"Cheating!"

"Stef's silent! Give me some time to talk!" Marcho finally snapped at Stefanie until the woman was silent from rebelling.

"For whatever reason, I only slept once with Shinta without intention."

Stef's eyes grew bigger and immediately limp. "You slept with him, didn't you!" His strangely broken heart still felt countless pains until his entire body was hot with anger. It's so cold now.

Stef shook his head and shook Marcho's hand. He got out of bed with a world that felt darkly shattered. "I want a divorce" he said without energy.

Marcho nodded and cried without her being held back when she saw Stef coming out of the room with a cell phone. "I just realized that you're the best woman, and I don't want us to be apart" she said in a loud, loud voice.

Stefanie came out of the room and passed by the maid. She ignored him even though the maid saw him tear up. Stefanie to Romeo's room with a blank mind.

"Halo ... "he said hoarsely. Stefanie turned off the phone and digested what the stranger said behind the phone.

So cassian. Sean has been helping her all along. Stef grabs the coat in Romeo's room, reluctant to see Marcho's crocodile cry. He thought Marcho would only be like that when Stef got angry, then ignored him again later.

After taking Romeo to bed in Romeo's room, Stef steers the car to the city's largest discotheque. He didn't have a wallet, because his wallet was in the room.

The car was parked out front, Stef called Sean's phone and someone got the call standing in front of the bar. The woman followed the man's lead.

"He's in this room, Non." The bar attendant pointed at a room.

Stef glared at Sean who was drunk. He didn't think this kid could be like this. In fact, if eating outside always ask first, do not use pork and alcohol. But why is this even drinking alcohol, alone anyway.

"Sean?" Stef sat down next to Sean, glancing at a bottle of 60 percent alcohol with half the alcohol. And there was one glass. His hand patted Sean's shoulder.

"Did I call David? Ah don't! Later, Sean is afraid to get angry. Maybe he wants to calm down. What about Niko, huh? If you don't come here with Niko, the sign is that no one else knows that he is like this? Did I just ask Axel. Axel always offers to help." Stef continued muttering with a dizzy head.

"Ah, take it to the hotel first, rather than a mistake." Stef closed his nose, because of the smell of alcohol from Sean's mouth. The woman came out again and asked for help to get security to get Sean to the car.

"Se, you why, if there's a story problem, how come it's gini?" Stef drives the car, and decides to drive to Sean's apartment.

With great difficulty he memapah Sean to the room number that was once called Sean.Stef not strong memapah Sean and Sean regardless of the papahan. He who held Sean's hand collapsed onto Sean's body. Luckily her pregnant belly didn't hit the floor.

"You're really troubling Se, watch out tomorrow morning!" Stef got up with difficulty and pressed the doorbell repeatedly. He also called Niko through Sean's phone but was not picked up.

Stef sat leaning against Sean's apartment door. "Oh, shit banged me today!" stef yelled as he walked his straight leg. "Why does everyone suck! Sean's! I want to sleep!"

Stef glanced desperately to the right, seeing Sean sleeping on the floor and. "Ih, disgust!"

The woman was confused not playing, could not bear to leave Sean to the car to grab a tissue. Opened his coat. He opened the silk sleeping cardigan, then he put on the coat to his body again tightly.

The silk cardigan was used to wipe the tip of Sean's mouth. "It sucks!" Stef wiped Sean's lips from the vomit, then the vomit was pulled using a cardigan until .away from Sean's face. The head was pulled with great difficulty until Sean sat down. Stef gasped for breath and sat down next to Sean while wiping the sweat on his eyelids. His eyes hurt with the salty sweat.

Sean's phone is reopened, Stef sends Niko a message :

- Nick, help me quickly. Sean was drunk and vomiting. He and I are in front of your apartment. Quick out. It's me Stefanie Ailiy

"Se, what's your apartment password? Can't we have time?" Stef clapped Sean's arm and kept trying to ask. "Eh, is your jacket dirty?"

The man's jacket was removed by Stefanie with great difficulty and managed to come off. The sound of falling objects distracts Stef who seems to be from the jacket. His eyes glanced and found a firearm. His body was shaking violently.

From the corner of the hallway sounded the footsteps of someone. Stef trembled again as Jefri was walking towards him.

"Damn again!" stef's mind and heart were pounding because of that man's confidence move. He glanced at the weapon. Stef leaned forward and dragged the weapon towards him, between Sean and him. His hand crept down the jacket to hold the cold iron handle of the weapon.

The man was standing in front of him. Stef who was still sitting on guard, glanced at Sean in annoyance. Why Sean is unreliable.

"I told you not to bother me?" Stefanie shaky shoulders opened her voice, and tried not to be afraid, but her body was cold hot because tonight she obviously could not ask for help.

"You looking for a lawyer?" Jefri with an anxious smile but with a domineering aura, began to crouch down in front of the woman who was now deathly pale. "Had I expected, you started listening to my advice to divorce Marcho? I'll help you and then you'll be mine."

"No! it won't. Even if I'm not with Marcho, I won't marry you! Just find another woman."

Jefri smiled gereget not play. That ferocious tone made him even more challenged to subdue this stubborn woman. Even though she was afraid, she still did not give up. "Sooner or later I know, you'll accept me."

"No way! Go there!"

Jefri frowned and his eyes widened looking at the new firearm emerging from behind the silver jacket and the trembling hand of the woman shuffled at his lips. Jefri held back a laugh. "Just shoot, Baby."

"I'm not your baby! Don't call me Baby! Go or I shoot you! Go away and never come back! If you dare return I will shoot you with my gun."

Jefri pursed his lips firmly with furrowed brows, holding back a laugh. Ouch funny.

"Don't smile, I'm serious!" Stef stress isn't playing, his head is breaking. Afraid and angry, why is his fate so sad, no one helped and worried about him.

"Go!" Stef's eyes began to blur with a puddle of tears. The hand slowly aimed the weapon at his own temple and managed to make the man deathly pale and glare.

"hey, that a-a-pa," Jefri's voice choked and his hand stretched forward but was held back by the tiny index finger in front of the trigger puller

"Shut up! I'll just shoot myself! Make you satisfied and can't bother me anymore."

Jefri pursed his lips and his two hands vigilantly raised his hands in front of his shoulders. "I give up, relax, okay Baby."

"Don't call me Baby!" stef shouted hysterically with wrath

"Okay-okay sorry!" snapped Jefri, just this time there are ordinary people who dare to make pressure on him until dizziness headaches. "Let down don't play around it's a danger," Jefri's low voice sounded worried.

"Go! Go go!" Stef uncontrollably made Jefri anxious.

Jefri thought the woman was crazy or had no idea how dangerous firearms were, where it looked automatic. Crazy woman messing with life, he thought. Delicious horrors.

"Yes I'll go, I'll go, yeah."

Stef felt his entire tensed muscle suddenly loosen. "Really?"

"Yes, this is standing up. Keep your index finger out of there. DANGEROUS."

Stef nodded and his index finger trembled again as he moved away from the trigger hole.

"He, focus calm down. You shut up, let me help you, if you're scared?" Jefri with a very low and hoarse voice because the tiny hand was trembling. Afraid that if the woman is banged up and mismanaged a little, the bullet can erupt and can hit a pregnant woman with a swollen and pale face tonight.

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At home, Marcho will leave his entire life tonight to his wife and promises not to dispute and violate any of Stef's words and expectations. Anyway Marcho is determined to have resigned to all of Stef's will as long as he lives together.

He looked into Romeo's room and was confused that Auntie said, Stef was out of the house for a while. Marcho's worried about not playing, she goes back to her room and calls Stef. He remembers Stef saying he was crazy about it, Marcho was afraid Stef might do something dangerous.

The phone is inactive. Marcho called David who had not slept because he was meeting in the early morning. David said he'd come here with Paolo. Suddenly his mind remembered Sean, who the butler said, behind Sean continued to pick up and drive Stefanie, even though Sean was not driving.

Maybe his wife was talking to Sean. Marcho's getting bad-minded Kaka Sean didn't pick up the phone. "If not with Sean, where would Stef be."

What Marcho knows is, Stef's not the one who's ever been out tonight like this. You could say, Stef does not have a playmate, because it is always at home and refused the invitation of friends to hang out.

"Surely Sean." Marcho cursed when she did not know more about her wife's habits, when Stef's moments were sad like this.

Marcho had just been looking for Stef, because Stefanie had been a very obedient wife all along. "Stef, pick up dong!"