BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO

102. My Woman is Not a Stupid Woman

How Nadia did not cry, when her heart was filled with deep sadness. Just a few days of domestic failure, now faced with new problems.

He was just an unemployed man.

Not a woman standing on her own feet. Wasn't it!

His head almost broke thinking about how to survive with his son after he realized that he was only a fake employee at Titiana April & Partners.

Tristan said he was stupid. It was as easy as his life in the setting of Bimasena. Never realized if all this time was under the influence of the man.

Titiana's mother superior whom she relied on, apparently worked for Bimasena. So it was not Mother Titiana who paid him even though he worked at the Advocate Firm, but Bimasena.

Lily, who she considers to be a brother, is not an employee of Titiana's mother. But FreddCo Energy Employees. Also the one who was under the influence of that man as well.

The house on the left and on the right side of the house he occupied, not Lily's house. Both houses were occupied by Bimasena.

A life full of surprises? Or is he too stupid?

He is too stupid, he replied.

When the UN collector came to the United Nations and said that the house on the left and right side of his house on behalf of Nadia Humeerah, he should have been suspicious if something was wrong.

But that is when included in the class of the pandirs, unable to detect something strange. The radar is less able to pick up on signals. Lemot, that's what Tristan told him.

Don't think he would be happy if Bimasena gave him two houses beside his house.

Now all he wants is not a house, but a job. Not to depend on anyone else.

He already had the experience of how painful it is to pin hope on someone.

He used to have parents who were able to live him so there was no need to worry about living a shortage. But in the end the two parents he relied on left him for good.

He has an older brother, Bang Herial who he thinks can care for him. But Bang Herial actually threw a burden on his shoulder that was so heavy to bear.

He then entrusts his heart to Tristan, strengthening her with the bonds of marriage. But Tristan's speech and behavior often hurt his feelings.

Then Bimasena came. He pinned his hopes on the man. But the situation was impartial and ended in tears.

Then she knew Lily.

And get to know Titiana's mother.

It all ended disappointing.

So that he does not want to depend his life on anyone else. Even though someday if he is destined to still have a soul mate, he must have his own income.

So now what should he do?

How can I get a job back?

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As Bimasena parked the vehicle in front of Nadia's house that afternoon, her net caught Nadia's shadow behind the open bedroom window. So as soon as he got out of the car, he immediately approached Nadia who was standing behind the window.

Slewy eyes as Nadia stared fiercely at him. As if to devour it.

"You're criminals!" A pretty friendly greeting from a woman who is just as adorable as baby Glor.

He smiled back at Nadia's eyes. Feeling amused himself labeled a criminal by Nadia.

His hand held the trellis that was a barrier between him and Nadia, then turned his head behind the window.

As he looked into the room, he saw baby Glor rolling over and babbling to himself on the bed. Cute boy who makes him understand the meaning of fighting and where his life goals.

"Glor, open the door for Daddy dong." He instead invited Glor to speak while waving from between the trellises to attract Glor's attention.

"You're on the porch. Don't go in, "cut Nadia who made her laugh. While inside the room, Glor who was aware of his presence, smiled and raved greeted him.

Look how funny his son is. A friendly baby. Not like her fierce mother.

"Call Mami dong Glor, don't be mean to Daddy," he keeps ticking Glor from outside the window. Hope to dampen Nadia's emotions.

"You are cruel. You fooled me." Nadia instead used the word she said to attack him. Melted tears flooded the woman's cheeks.

"Hey hey hey who fooled you?" he tried to grab Nadia's hand, but Nadia brushed her hand away from the iron trellis so that her hand could not reach Nadia.

"Don't feel like I'm fooling you, try looking at it from a different perspective. What I do is the way I love you."

"Whyangi how? You've embarrassed me, Bim. Every day out of the house pretending to be office workers, it turns out only boongan workers. Disguised unemployment. Worse yet, I didn't even realize people were laughing at me in that office" Nadia said, with a heartbreaking cry.

Although for him it was not something worth dealing with.

"Who's laughing at you? No one would dare laugh at you in that office because if they did, they would be dealing with me."

"Didn't Titiana even treat you like a queen? How dare his subordinates laugh at you?"

Maybe he was too intimidating of his appeal. But it can make Nadia pause to reflect on her words.

"Nadia, please open the door first. I need to go to the bathroom" he tried to persuade Nadia with a soft voice.

"Bathroom next door, in your own house. Not that you have power, it's easy to get what you want?" nadia Spray. It is not easy to melt the heart of the woman when she is angry.

Easy ls? What's it like? When easy he does not need to stand outside the window staring at the two creatures he fought for.

"It seems I caught you. When you see me, the inn wants to pee only. Now that I was like that too," he scanned Nadia's face to see her reaction.

Then spread the threat.

"If you don't open it, I'm in this pot." He pointed to a pot containing flowers, whether the flower what its name is.

"Or that pot?" He pointed to another pot containing sunflower-like flowers, but smaller in size and white in color. "Not gonna die the flowers, is it?"

Nadia's mouth was round hearing his words.

"You're crazy, Bim, shameless. To poop in the open. The basic has no ethics. Is that your custom in the west?" nadia sniffles from inside the house. Nagging while walking out of the room. Not long after that the door of the living room opened.

Is it easy enough to outsmart Nadia?

*******

Nadia looked at Bimasena's face with an expression of disbelief. How can such an old man not be embedded shame in the sanitary ware, about to defecate in the yard of his house that is not fenced.

Isn't that guy already a scholar? Is there in America the behavior of its people similar to Bimasena? Perhaps too long to live in the Americas made the man forget the moral education contained in the precepts of Pancasila.

But once he saw the man's smile as he passed through the door, he immediately realized his stupidity. Especially after that Bimasena closed and locked the door.

Her tears spilled back because she felt Bimasena was fooling her again.

"Even though I'm stupid stop fooling me" she asked in a trembling voice.

The man stood for a moment in front of him, then as he walked behind him the man said,

"Nadia, I'm not a stupid man who's going after a stupid woman. Stop saying you're stupid."

But the action of Bimasena then made him stunned. Because he unexpectedly put his hands around his waist, pulled him back, so he fell backwards, sitting on the sofa.

Not sitting on the couch, but sitting on the man's thigh.

Yeah, on the guy's lap.

Oh

How could he not panic if Bimasena's left hand tightly wrapped around his waist and the man's right hand pulled him back so that his back was firmly attached to the man's chest.

If so, what can he do again?

It's over.

Already lost the war.

Moreover, it felt the face of the man slamming on his neck.

Suddenly he had a shortness of breath.

I forgot what happened earlier.

Forgetting why her cheeks were soaked with tears.

Yes, he had already experienced an inability to recall previous events.

"Who said you were stupid?" whispered Bimasena.

The man's breath was so warm on his neck. Make the fine hairs on his skin stand upright like porcupine spines.

Who said he was stupid? Please help him answer that question. Because sitting on the lap of the man, hugged so tightly, made him forget everything.

"Stop saying you're stupid. You're not stupid, honey. And I never fooled you."

"I'll be angry when I hear you call yourself a fool again."

He really did not know what topic was being discussed by the man he was sitting on.

What he was thinking now, was why the air disappeared and the living room became a vacuum. It was like being in space. Trouble breathing and drifting everywhere.

"Don't I ever tell you at Alfredo's wedding that I'll always be there to make sure you're happy without upsetting your relationship with Tristan?"

Alfredo is married? When's? Why does he not remember?

"The people you meet are my embodiment. That's how I love you. Because it's forbidden to see you."

Now he felt the man's lips touch his neck.

Please, he can't breathe anymore.

His body was limp, losing energy.

His naughty heart roared. Stabbed it from the inside.

His stomach which was still folded and yet came back slender weighed heavily on his mind.

Also her bra is wet because of ASI. Or a pinch of unshaved area down there's evidence that he's not taking care of himself.

Moreover, the man's hand is now mere mas-re mas his stomach. Can't the hand just be somewhere else that won't make it this shy?

The tension he felt was stronger than someone who was at the end of the bullet.

Is there no better way to kill him than to be treated like this?

But the sound of the baby crying from inside the room restores his consciousness.

Immediately he jumped off Bimasena's lap as the man loosened his arms hearing Glor's crying voice.

He screeched as he looked towards the bed, where Glor was already on the edge of the bed, almost falling down. Now the baby should not be left lingering again on the bed because it is strong rolled.

She immediately held Glor to calm her baby.

"You the hell, Glor almost fell." Now he had another reason to attack Bimasena. It felt unsatisfied to express annoyance at the man. Moreover, the man's hands were so mischievously playing around in his stomach that he wanted to hide.

But Bimasena is not a man who is easily provoked. The man approached and spoke softly in a low voice. But the man's words made him shudder.

"But it hasn't fallen yet, has it? Then there's no need to be angry beautiful mommy. Because when you see you're angry, you're getting excited in my eyes. Animoku is getting stronger. Some are thrashing. Are you ready to get pregnant again?" Bimasena smiled curiously at him with narrowed eyes. Makes her stomach feel hardened and narrowed. A hot wind blew on his face.

So that he did not refuse when Bimasena took over baby Glor from his carrier. It is better for the man to be busy playing with the baby than to be busy thinking of something that.

***

He sat on the edge of the bed observing the interaction of the father .. uh Bimasena with Glor. The corner of her heart warmed, staring at her baby. A baby is not like an orphan.

There is a pretty strong invisible bond between Bimasena and Glor. The two were so familiar conversing in an incomprehensible language.

But

The big man and the little man collaborated to play tricks on him.

"Glor don't cry like Mami" exclaimed Bimasena staring mischievously at him.

Following Glor's laughter, he laughed at his own mother.

The whiny? Which woman does not cry when she has the same fate?+

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"Glor don't cry like Mami" exclaimed Bimasena looking at the woman sitting on the edge of the bed. I meant to make Nadia joke with herself and Glor.

But what you are asking for is not laughing. His words hurt Nadia. It even made the woman cry again.

"Come Glor. Responsibility of loh. You have made my mother cry" she whispered to Glor, who was again greeted with laughter by her jolly son.

He then walked over to Nadia, pulling Nadia's head until the woman's face was buried in her stomach.

"Hey, why are you crying again, baby? I'm sorry if my words hurt your heart."

Nadia doesn't consider it. Just kept sobbing hiding the face in her stomach.

Women ...

For the first time he met a woman who was so sentient as Nadia. Women who easily cry, signifying that Nadia is a loving figure.

But he knew what made Nadia cry not because of her words. But because Nadia was unable to reveal the difficulties of life experienced to her. Nadia just kept it to herself. Hiding feelings inside.

One hand held a baby who wanted to keep her joking. While one hand stroked the head of the crying mother of the baby.

Two tasks at a time.

Playing with the baby so as not to cry, as well as seducing the baby's mother to stop crying.

The most noble task of Bimasena.

Practice being a father and a husband.

"Say, if there's anything you want to say. Don't hold it yourself."

Finally Nadia spoke.

"I want to have Bim's job" said the woman in a trembling voice.

A job? So just a job that makes women cry? He wanted to laugh, but held back. Preventing Nadia from being offended.

"What do you want to do? Hopefully I can help."

What can she not give to the woman who gave birth to her son. His world is also given, especially just a job.

"I don't know what job to do and where to look." Now Nadia held her sad face facing towards him. Ask for input from him.

"You want to work at FreddCo Energy with Lily?"

Nadia shakes.

"Here I go, I make a professional beauty clinic. You manage it. Later you can bring out beauty products with your own brand."

He felt the idea was fitting for Nadia who had once owned a beauty salon.

But Nadia's welcome was not what she expected.

"I don't want a job related to you. I want a job that's free of your influence. I've been traumatized after working for Titi's mother."

Want a job that is detached from its influence, but hope for it? This woman is getting adorable. Force him to think hard.

Suddenly he remembered Danindra.

"What if you work at Danindra's developer company?"

Whether or not it takes employees, it is mandatory for Danindra to accept his loved ones to work in a company owned by Danindra's father. Abstinence for him to hear the rejection from Danindra.

"I work at Danindra's developer, but you pay me like Ibu Titiana's advocate office?" Nadia nodded firmly. "don't want. I've been traumatized."

Why does Nadia always make things so easy complicated?

"What if you become independent marketing?" the proposal came back, without considering Nadia had the skill or not.

"What's that?" nadia asked so innocently.

"So independent marketing is a party who is an intermediary in buying and selling property independently without being tied to the company. Not paid by the company. Income is received from the commission of the sale of the house," he explained while stroking the hair of Nadia who was still looking up to him.

"So you don't have to worry about working under my influence anymore. How's it?" continued.

It is not easy to start a career as an independent property agent, especially for women like Nadia.

But it doesn't matter to him. What is clear is that the sad face of the woman has now sparkled like a moon princess. A smile had been sniffed from the lips that had been pouting at him.

Real beautiful.

A smile that makes the devotee able to go through a steep and risky path.

Nadia, with all the subtleties of the feelings she has.

The goddess of her heart.