CHEATING

AFFECTION: Withstand

"Desi arrived here this morning. He's back." Yuda said.

Hearing that, suddenly made Rian widen his originally closed eyes.

But he then took action again and tried as if he did not care. "It's none of my business. I don't know him anymore."

Yuda could only sigh, then step back to sit down on the guest's couch. "Isn't it too late to not care?"

Rian scrunched his forehead, not understanding. "What do you mean?"

"Ask your heart! You need to justify your broken or unbroken heart." sahuthya pressed.

"Curtain! Justifying a broken heart?" reworked. "It's ridiculous." Rian laughed sarcastically, but he himself did not deny that his heart was so hurt when he heard his name.

"It's up to you, to meet him or not to resolve the pain and disappointment you have." Yuda said. "Don't bear the burden of having your heart open for others to enter!"

For a moment Rian so rubbed his face rough again, he also could not deny even though it had been many years but he still swallowed the disappointment that made his heart feel frozen.

Perhaps the only best way is to find answers to everything she feels.

"Where is he now?" rian asked when he finished making his decision.

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To you, all the hearts that have ever loved and loved. The one who was betrayed never wanted to live again. Read this story with heart.

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Now it looks a long-haired girl decomposed, with the clothes she wore so elegant, and wear high heels to support her slim and level body.

Desi entered the house familiar to him, circulating a gaze filled with a joyful smile yet clearly visible sadness appeared in the corner of his reddened eyes.

"This house hasn't changed much, it's still like it used to be" she said in awe, with her eyes wide open.

When his late father was sick and needed a lot of money, his mother was forced to sell this house full of memories to meet his needs.

But now Desi has grown into a successful adult woman. For him right now the main goal he wants to return is home. His home is full of memories from his childhood.

"Thank you Bik." he bowed in a respectful manner, then he sat down in the long chair of the living room.

"Non, what do you want Bibik to drink?" bargained for.

"No need to bother Bik, I came here just want to meet the owner of this house." said Desi with a friendly smile.

The service smiled with admiration. It was pretty, polite, he thought.

"No hassle kok Non, this is the duty of the aunt as the servant of this house. Moreover, Non is the first female guest who came." he said persuading. "So what do you want to drink? Fruit juice or —"

"But just warm brown." he said later.

"Alright then, I'll make it Non. Please wait!"

"Good Bik, thank you."

While waiting, Desi again moved from her seat and again circulated her vision.

Initially he saw and felt the painting on the wall of the living room, but now he turned to look at a tall handsome young man who was walking into the room.

The young man walked over with a glare of sharp eyes, without even a single smile being drawn.

Desi himself was amazed was also stunned by his presence, his heart immediately skipped a beat and his eyes began to ponder.

At once, Desi turned her face for a moment and sighed to calm down. As much as possible, he should be able to be calm.

"How are you?" sapa Desi looked up, at the young man who had stood straight in front of him.

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OTW TYPING, WANT CRAZY UP.

WAITTT IS CONTINUING... JAN ANGRY HEHE