Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 44

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Still Dave POV's.

Slowly my eyes opened, the first thing I saw was Lisa's face falling asleep in my arms. Her smooth face was so soft.

If only she had been my wife, mine now. But how do I tell him I ever had a wife? And again right now, my relationship with Tasha is still in progress.

I slowly removed Lisa's body that was still wrapped around me. Time still shows at six in the morning. Immediately I got up and headed for the bathroom to get ready.

Yes, the plan is that in two hours I'll be meeting with Tasha's lawyer in my office in secret. Leo has arranged all his schedules. I was determined to urgently urge him to speed up all processes without Tasha's knowledge. Because lately he's always been trying to meet me for all kinds of reasons.

After the bath, while dressed I watched Lisa who was still soundly asleep under the blanket. Then I wrote down a memo that I put next to his bag complete with a card on it. Then kiss her forehead and leave her immediately.

Before entering the car, I also told the apartment guard to help Lisa if she got out of my room. It was in accordance with the memo I left for her.

At moderate speed I drove this car while pressing the phone number to contact Leo. To go back and ask for my schedule and ask her to come to the office earlier this morning.

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Tok tok!

“Excuse me, Sir. Please, Mr. Anwar,” said Leo to invite Tasha's lawyer to enter my work space.

I purposely greeted him with an ordinary look. Because I don't want to feel and look familiar with him. The man thrust his hand at me to shake his hand but I was deliberately indifferent to this one man.

“Live course ... I want the trial process to be carried out immediately and the verdict states we have divorced.”

“Pardon me, sir, it seems like some time ago Tasha's mother filed a letter for the treasure gono-gini.” His face looked surprised to convey that sentence. While I keep trying to relax.

By grinning me to answer him, “Which treasure does he want? No dime of my wealth comes from him.”

“But, Sir, all—”

“No word all or the like.” I interrupted his words.

Intentionally, because I already understand first where the direction of this procurement is made. “Indeed my efforts skyrocketed when I was almost on the verge of collapse with him and if you think, that is the income I get when I'm with him, I think it's not right. Because he left me long before this effort was formed and he did not take part in this.” I spoke in a firm tone to him.

“And again, he has not given his obligation to me for a long time, then if now he charges for his rights, is it not really outrageous?” I asked him and let him answer.

The man looks angry. It's legal that I will lose, Tasha will definitely get a bit of my treasure at the moment, but I don't feel willing if she gets it. This heart feels too hurt when it sees him cheating.

Not even once did he do that. It was as if our past marriage had no meaning. He freely changed partners, sending several men to unite with his body.

Then deliberately demeaning my self-esteem and dignity in front of his friends and family. If it's like that, it's hard for me to accept and forgive him back. And I think everything he did was outrageous. It is truly unforgivable.

No longer did I say any words, whereas he kept trying to seduce me, in order to get me back to Tasha. Like the mediation stage that is always convoluted and too long, there is also no way out.

My hand opened the drawer and I pulled out a checkbook of mine. A nominal amount I write and then thrust it to him. “What is this enough?” I bargained with him, he seemed to think hard.

I added a zero back to him, then he seemed interested in my offer. And just as his hand slowly climbed onto the table about to pull the paper, I held it back. “No more talks and I want everything to be sorted out, without any of my assets that he sued.” The man nodded in understanding.

After getting that piece of check paper, I immediately asked him to leave immediately. However, I had a chance to say something to him, “If you do not meet all my requests earlier, I can make sure your wife and child at home will be crushed to pieces buried in the building of the house.”

I saw him smile thinly then I released him who immediately came out of my work space.

Soon I called Leo, asking him to have someone follow the lawyer and keep a close eye on his work. Because I can't believe the way that lawyer works.

“Then what about my dinner tonight?” appointment I asked Leo.

“All I've prepared, sir. I've contacted Mr. Mike Lewis and I will also send the details of the place and the clock to your email.”

“Ya already then.” I gave the code with my hand to get Leo out of this workspace. Because there are some jobs I want to finish first before I go back to the apartment.

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Lisa POVS.

I blinked both eyes with my hands touching the side. Then he turned around and did not find Dave beside me. Where'd he go?

Immediately I got up and raised both my hands and stretched my muscles that felt a little tired. I think I'm addicted to doing that with him. I smiled and stood up, came out of the blanket without a thread and headed to the bathroom.

I don't know. Maybe yes, maybe not. I felt a different feeling than before. Not just affection or love, but like a feeling of dependence on it.

I started cleaning my body. While recalling the scene last night that I passed with him. Several times we were excited and then fell limp, as if the passion in our bodies were both endless.

I secretly smiled back.

After showering and drying, I opened Dave's wardrobe. Then pull the origin of the white shirt and wear it. Think of the clothes as negligent. Then get out of the room.

Slender. Looks like Dave quickly went to the office to not wake me up. Then I went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, to take a look, is there any food that could get into my stomach right now? Because I feel very hungry.

Many times this stomach rang until finally my eyes caught a bright container containing a few cut vegetables. Like salad. I took it and ate it while walking back to the room.

I had not yet turned on the television in her room and sat on the bed, and suddenly the doorbell rang.

Tinctong! Tinctong!

Without putting the salad down first, I ran to open the front door without thinking. And sure enough, a familiar woman was in that doorway and immediately pushed me to enter then ...

THE PLAAK!

The woman slapped me on the cheek until I was shocked and fell down. My heart skipped a beat and with roaring breath I looked at the woman while touching my cheek that she had slapped. It feels hot in there.

“Basic pela*cur. Teasing people's husbands. He just doesn't want to see me anymore. It turns out that you actually slept with him. He said it's just a sleep-wearing year. Basic ja*ang!!” The woman grabbed my hair.

I'm not staying silent. Of course I thrashed, pulled his hand, kicked his leg until he also fell down. Wrestling with him until several times in turn we fell and waited for each other.

The woman pulled back my hair, along with her mouth which kept on removing her curse and vows. Likewise with me who also pulled her hair back which is not much different from me. Straight and shiny black. I kept defending myself because I didn't feel like I was taking anyone else's property.

Suddenly a vulnerable man and another young man separated us. Divorced but with both eyes still clashing with each other.

“Capital woman!”

“Who is cheap?! You crazy woman! Synthesize!” reply growled.

My breath kept roaring, up and down both sides of my shoulders. Until finally the young man who holds it, drags the woman out of Dave's apartment. Or maybe he took the woman out of this building.

“Are you alright Madam?” asked the vulnerable man as he slowly released his hands on me. I nodded and sat back on the sofa.

“Force the negligence of our officers, this should not have happened,” he said again, making me stunned by the sentence he uttered.

“Means, Father?”

“Ah, forgive me! I was so presumptuous. Maybe I should finish it with the woman. Later I will send our employees to temporarily treat your injuries. Excuse me.” The man just left.

If seen again, maybe when there is still a father must be the same age as the father. But never mind, I have to forget that. And now focusing on my ruffled self.

My cheeks are still numb. My hair is still painful. Not to mention some bruises and scratches on my body as a result of the clawing of his nails.

“Damn it! Fortunately I can avoid, if not, my thighs could have been exhausted due to the scratch,” muttered me while reflecting in the bathroom.

Some of the buttons on Dave's shirt that I'm wearing are loose and in some other parts look torn. Soon the doorbell rang. And this time I decided to take a peek at it twrfirst. Because it felt impossible if Dave who came but pressed the doorbell, like not his own home.

And it turns out it wasn't. The one who came was another woman with a health box in her hand. Maybe the workers in this building, like what the old man promised. I'll open the door immediately.

I let her in who was surprised to see my current condition. Then I took her to the room. Treat me there. Without changing my clothes earlier, he deftly cleaned my wounds without saying anything. While occasionally complaining of pain, I shouted as the alcohol cotton gently swept the surface of the scratches.

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