Divorced on the First Night

Less-than-teaching

“Lo itself want pesen what?” hasan asked Anha's friend. It's not nice to call it me-you with a fellow man. Amused taste.

“Tersubsidiary, anyway. Same as you guys.”

Hasan nodded and walked over to order the menu in front. Anha was actually about to call Hasan but Hasan had already stepped up to order food there.

“Sama sashimi, deh,” plus Angga before Hasan passes.

Now Anha is with Angga at the table. Opposite each other and only separated by a table that becomes a barrier between the two of them.

Anha worried, her hands felt wet will remember the cold. Hasan left him alone here with the lion that would pounce on him.

Angga smiled obliquely looking at Anha who was sitting while bowed in front of him. It seemed that the woman was frightened to the point of not daring to look at herself.

“How are you, lo?” ask Angga. But Anha still ignored him and pretended to be busy staring at the screen of her phone when her thumb scrolled the layer of the phone randomly. To keep him busy.

Angga smiled more and more. Incredibly, Anha could have behaved like that to him.

“Lo now more beautiful, yes, An,” fishing line again.

Twice, Angga is still ignored by him. But somehow Angga even felt increasingly challenged to attract the attention of Anha from the damn phone. He came all the way from Bali to here but Anha was so arrogant that she did not want to look at him.

Angga stared at Anha's goal. Both of her eyes scanned Anha's body carefully. The woman in front of him was not disoriented at all. She is still beautiful as she was last known when they were sitting in High School.

Even for years Angga has not met Anha but it feels more beautiful because Anha has grown into a mature woman.

Her sharp and rancid nose, her beautiful eyes with pliable eyelashes, her red lips whose bottom is thicker than the top actually invite Angga to kiss her, she said, biting or sucking as they usually do when they were dating in school. As well as her beautiful body it was really tempting to taste. Anha is hotter than ever.

No wonder if the time of High School first because of her beauty Anha has become a prima donna in their school.

Being constantly ignored by Anha, Angga finally twisted his brain and used all means so that Ana would turn her face to him.

“Sobbish, anyway, until look I just don't want to at all. Do not want what we used to never wear clothes in the classroom back home school?” said Angga while smiling obliquely. Enjoying Anha's frightened face and her body trembling.

Angga's words were really disrespectful at all! Even now there is a thought in the mind of Anha if surely this meeting is impossible if pure without intentionality.

Anha shuddered in horror. Don't let Angga say anything to Hasan. Moreover, their wedding day is only two weeks away. Know that Anha followed him to order food with Hasan so as not to be stuck here with her ex-boyfriend.

Angga was still staring at Anha with great aim. It's great that this woman can beat him to a stage like this. Think of it as nothing.

Angga again thought, what other way can he use to attract the attention of Anha to see himself? Is Anha so afraid of her?

Angga stared at Anha's future husband from a distance who was currently still waiting in line to order food.

“Lo is now more sexy, yes. Add big, I want to again enjoy your body, An,” said Angga impolite while wiping his own lower lip and staring into the private part of Anha's upper.

Suddenly this made Anha raise her impression that was originally focused on her phone.

Anha looked at Angga with sharp eyes. His breath was already bloated fireworks wafting uncontrollably due to emotions. Anha was angry, feeling harassed at her ex-boyfriend's remarks just now.

What did Angga say? This man in front of him was truly brash! Angga's speech was included in verbal sexual harassment.

Angga who managed to attract the attention of Anha and make her angry feel happy.

Angga smiled mockingly. Playing around with Anha was fun for him. Mumpung his man is still long in line for food because it happens that this place is quite crowded with visitors.

“Gue want to sleep and enjoy your body again. I miss the same lo, An,” said Angga as if not sinful at all while propping up his chin with his right hand while observing Anha whose expression was mixed like being angry, afraid, scared, and look like I'm about to cry.

If there was water in a glass on this table, Anha would have thrown it to Angga for saying such disrespect.

“Please take care of your words, yes!” said Anha with anger but she can still control so that her voice is not too loud, afraid that other visitors will listen to her.

His breath hunted fast.

Anha threw away her face, not being able to see Angga's face with her mirthful smile it really scared her. It felt like his eyes were heating up, he was crying.

Should he call Hasan?

Angga was still smiling. To be honest, Anha has indeed changed a lot from the last time she saw. In addition to the obvious physical changes. Anha also no longer uses sexy clothes like when High School and when college first.

Maybe he really has changed from his free association.

“An. Ask for your phone number, dong. Make a friendship,” said Angga did not hesitate to pestered Anha. Anha was still staring to the side. Why, the hell, Hasan's not hunting here!

“Or I ask directly to the prospective husband lo all I talk to him if his future wife I've ever enjoyed first.”

“You!” Anha looked at him with a reddened face in anger instead of playing. Anha's eyes were about to cry.

“Go no!” anha said angrily but she controlled her voice so as not to be too loud.

“Why? Don't you miss me? Don't you think the same has me? What if I don't go? Lo will talk to your future husband?”

Anha was no longer strong, she stood up from her sitting position. Angga is really brash. It's better he gets out of here.

Just now Anha was about to step away to dodge Angga. Hasan had returned to their seats.

“Why, An?” hasan asked because he was surprised where Anha was going.

Anha took a strong bite on her inner lips and reverberated her pants. He didn't want Hasan to think.

“A-I'm okay, kok.”

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