
Adelia was seen standing alone in a corner of the hall now crowded by invited guests and reporters. His eyes could not be seen the figure of Alex who was standing gallantly on the stage while explaining the success of his project that was completed in a short time.
Alex, the man who helped him through the hard times a year ago. His shoulders were used to cry, and his hands were used to hold.
Until the second yesterday, Adelia felt everything would go fine even though she did not have to make a commitment with Alex. However, when Carla came, the feeling suddenly disappeared.
Adelia felt a little piqued and scared.
Breathing suddenly came out of the woman's mouth, along with her aligned steps towards the hall door to calm her mind of things outside of work.
However, as soon as he arrived at the doorway of the hall, another man who had once filled his life, suddenly appeared there.
Adelia flinched, as well as Vishnu and Hariadi who also looked at the woman.
The sudden heartbeat was too fast, when Vishnu finally saw the figure again. The figure he had hurt in such a way, as well as the figure he had longed for.
"Adelia" whispered Vishnu. His trembling voice signified caution and sadness to the man.
Adelia did not respond to Vishnu, but rather greeted with courtesy to her former father-in-law. He even took Hariadi's hand over and kissed her hand.
"What's healthy?" Nothing has changed from Adelia's call to Hariadi, because for her, Hariadi is still the figure of an old man who (never) she has.
"Healthy, Son. You healthy, Adelia?" tanya Hariadi is friendly. The interaction of the two who are quite familiar makes Vishnu envious. The nanar gaze was unceasingly shown the man. However, Adelia did not care about him once.
"Healthy, Pa," Adelia answered, inviting Hariadi to sit where she was available.
The father-in-law was indeed one of their invited guests, and Adelia had guessed, that Vishnu would definitely come with her. But still, the feeling of surprise exists.
Aware that Adelia would not assume her existence, Vishnu chose silence. His eyes were only able to move following where his ex-wife was going.
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"Fuck!" yelled Vishnu who was running small approaching Adelia in the office hallway.
The woman who was walking alone stopped without looking back.
Vishnu stopped. His breath sounded a little up and down. It took him a few seconds to open his voice.
"You want what else? As I recall, both of our affairs have been done for a long time." Adelia turned around and quickly cut off the man's conversation, without returning her eyes.
Vishnu's chest throbbed painfully, as if a huge rock had struck him. "I know .. I, just want to know your news," said the man shriveled.
Adelia smiled very thinly. "For what? Please, don't act as if you are my closest person! So, watch your distance!" After saying so, Adelia turned back and walked away from Vishnu.
Just as Vishnu was about to catch up, suddenly from behind him, Alex appeared before the man.
"Del," call Alex. His hand swiftly grasped Adelia's delicate hand.
Adelia paused and smiled at Alex, returning the hand.
"What's wrong?" alex asked, staring at the two in turn.
Adelia shook her head. "No. There's nothing." Answer the woman.
Alex stared intently at Adelia for a while, before then turning back to Vishnu.
"We'll be meeting soon, Lord Vishnu. If there's anything that needs to be asked it can go straight to me, so there's no need to bother my secretary."
Hearing these words, Vishnu kontan jerked. His eyes that had been glued to see the two hands linked, now began to be diverted.
Vishnu knew very well what Alex said.
"good. See you soon, Mr. Alex." Vishnu nodded his head and left them.
When Adelia has confirmed that the man has completely disappeared, Adelia releases her hand from Alex's grasp.
Alex was disappointed. "Why?" tanyakanya.
"You too, sir," said the woman.
"Also, what?" ask Alex who does not understand the direction of Adelia's conversation.
"I don't want to hurt anyone." Without explaining further, Adelia immediately walked away from Alex who was now busy looking for the meaning of his words.