Another Dream Man

evil plans, must be countered

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Don't forget to be happy.

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A beautiful Sunday that shouldn't start with a fight or something that makes a bad mood.

Tong…

"Package…"

The sound of a courier delivering a package. The security guard immediately came out of the post and opened the small door beside the main gate.

"Good morning, sir. I'm dropping off the package." A courier brother.

"Good morning, ma'am. Package for whom?" Ask Mr. Toni, the security guard of the House of Aryan Cakra.

"Package for Tara Cakra Wangsa, sir." Obviously the courier brother.

"Who are you from, Mom?" Mr. Toni checked the package for Tara, but there was no sender name.

"It looks like the name of the sender was not written sir, there is only a greeting card. Please sign the receipt, sir." Pinta the courier brother.

"Okay, but I'm asking for the courier's mas contact number? All I photograph as proof for non Tara." Mr. Toni is on guard if asked by Aryan or Tara.

"My number is 0821." The courier brother gave me his number.

"Thank you for the cooperation, ma'am. Understandably I must be careful and in case if asked where this package from." Mr. Toni did not forget to take pictures of the courier brother.

"Let's relax, sir. Excuse me. Thank you, yeah." The courier brother left after Mr. Toni signed the receipt of the package.

Mr. Toni came in and locked the door, intending to deliver a package of red roses to Tara. Mr. Toni went into the house and temporarily left Mr. Ranto standing guard alone at the front guard post. It just so happens that Aryan is relaxing in the middle room, Mr. Toni also handed over the flowers to Aryan.

"Good morning, sir." Greet Mr. Toni with respect.

"For the sir." Reply Aryan.

"Who and for whom, sir?" Ask Aryan.

"Sorry sir, this is a flower for non Tara but the name of the sender does not exist." Obviously mr. Toni.

"Who delivered that?" Aryan.

"So the one who delivered the courier, sir. I've saved the courier's phone number and photographed the courier's face as well." Papar pak Toni's.

"Yes, already. Send the number and picture to me, sir." Aryan Pinta.

"Okay sir, then I'll excuse you." Mr. Toni resigned.

"Whose flowers are they? You can send flowers to someone's wife!" Aryan grouse

"Who's flower, ma'am?" Tara asked who had just joined Aryan in the living room.

"From your boyfriend." Aryan replied a little.

"Loh... How can you? Which girlfriend, um?" Tara is not aware Aryan is jealous.

"No idea!" Aryan replied briefly.

"Not sure but how can you say that from my girlfriend? Mas Aryan if you want to give romantic flowers dong! Time is that even manyun?" Tara took the flower from Aryan's hand.

Tara saw a greeting card in the bouquet of flowers, she picked it up and read it.

"I'm sorry for all my words and actions that hurt your feelings. I'm sorry for my stupidity all along. I know this apology may not be enough. If you're willing, please give me a chance to change. I'm sorry I loved you the wrong way."

Tara knew it wasn't Aryan's handwriting and it wasn't Aryan's apology. Wherever Aryan might apologize for a mistake he never made, all this time Aryan never hurt Tara.

Tara threw the bouquet onto the floor. "It's not from you, mas?"

"No!" Aryan jealous.

"Hey... Why did Aryan get angry? Jealousy?" Tara Toda.

"Make what jealous just because the flowers are not clear from whom. Even if I knew from whom, I would not accept flowers from another man." Tara.

"Isn't it clear it's from your boyfriend or your fans!" Aryan had not read the greeting card in the bouquet.

"If from the fans I accept because the presence of fans is important for the future career. If it's not clear, it's just thrown away." Tara Obviously.

"Tara, have you received the flowers I sent you? I hope you like it and accept it." A message from Anand.

"I threw it away." Answer the sadistic Tara.

"I will send flowers every day until you forgive me. Promise, I won't force my feelings on you and won't repeat my past mistakes." Anand sent another message.

Tara did not reply to Anand's message, she immediately gave her phone to Aryan.

"See this message, mas!" Tara's Order.

Aryan did not immediately take Tara's phone or read the message Tara showed.

"My handsome guy, read the message first! Don't be angry about something that wasn't my fault!"

Tara sat down beside Aryan and thrust her phone in front of Aryan. Finally Aryan read a message from Anand on Tara's phone, but Aryan became angry because he knew the flower was from Anand. Aryan wants to leave, but Tara pulls Aryan's hand.

"Where are you going, mom?" Ask Tara.

"You beat him up again." Aryan emotions.

"It's a holiday, mas. Don't dirty your hands again!" Tara hugged Aryan from behind.

"Why are you preventing me? Did you melt with just one bouquet of red roses." Aryan's upset.

"If you're jealous again you're very excited, mas."

"I'm serious! You want to apologize Anand?"

"I threw it away, Mom." Tara leaned her head against Aryan's back.

"If I had forgiven him for just one bouquet of roses, I would have forgiven him long ago."

"meaning?"

"So he came home a few times, brought roses and chocolates too."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jealous again, spit again.

"My handsome guy, I love you." Tara hugged Aryan even tighter.

"That was a few years ago, my. Don't talk about it anymore, yeah!" Pinta Tara's.

"But she sent flowers to my wife, as if I were thought to be non-existent." Aryan was still upset.

"Mas, the holiday mumpung want to ride the bike together, so that can hug Aryan mas from behind. Want huh?"

"You're switching the conversation!" Aryan.

"What's the importance of talking about your twin, um?"

"Or do I ask Gala to beat him up, what do you think, ma'am?"

"Kc... I can't stand this jealousy, too much pebinor." Aryan Gerrutu.

"Mas, if you don't believe me, I will accompany you wherever you go, at all times. I'll give up my job to be taken care of by others." Tara relented.

Aryan was silent for a moment. "I believe, I'll escort you with some bodyguards. They'll keep an eye on you so there's no opportunity for the buyers to approach you."

"As far as you are, my mom! The important thing now is to tour thinly." Tara whining.

"Why do you want to hug me from behind? Hugging from the front." Aryan.

"Hug from the front for a little night, now hug from behind. If Aryan didn't want me to ask Anand or Gala, they would." Tara balik.

"Eits... Don't nag!"

"Yes, get ready first." Take Aryan.

"Yes, my mom? We're touring thinly to the top huh?" Tara spirit.

"Yes, baby." Aryan turned to face Tara and kissed her forehead.

(Illustration Tara and Aryan again romantic riding a motorcycle both yes guys... ☺)

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