Don't Blame Me

A pebinor?

Don't forget the support, yes!

***

"Second died." Floryn said it coldly and flatly.

"The cica? Oh my God .. sorry, I don't know ...," said Enrik who just felt bad about Floryn. He knew that she was the only friend of Floren who had survived since High School.

"So does her husband,” added Floryn.

"Flo, that's not funny." Enrik felt that what Floren said was most likely not true. What happened so that the couple could die together?

"Do I look like I'm joking? That's why the cops came here. Because I'm his best friend. Nevermind, Mas. You better go home. If you ...." Floryn stopped her sentence. There was something that just suddenly flashed inside his brain at this moment.

Enrik hated it when Foryn did something like that. He became curious ….

"Flo? ’If I'm’ what?"

"Mas, where's my jewelry in the closet?" ask Foryn. He almost forgot about it because of the problems that keep popping up.

Enrik's forehead is crinkled. "Jewelry? The one from me and dad?" Enrik made sure to come back.

"No. That one I keep somewhere else. Which is mine alone. The one I use the most ...," said Floryn, trying to remind Enrik. Any idea the man who is still her husband knows.

Enrik. "I didn't bother him at all. I don't have time for that either. It's not that you put it in a box, is it? Is it not locked?"

"I locked. But the box no longer contains. If only I could prove that the one who took my jewelry was your mistress, I'd report it straight away, Mas. Listen ...," said Floryn full of threats.

"You're free to do it, Flo."

Of course Floryn was surprised by Enrik's words just now. Why is it so easy with Ambar? What is their relationship?

"You're not going to defend him?" Floryn's confused.

"If proven guilty, why defend? I'm not stupid, Flo ...," whispered Enrik.

There Foryn realized that Enrik's relationship with Ambar was only limited to pleasure. And the man was able to leave the family that loved him for that.

"That's it. I'll prove it myself. Go home, Mas. Next time, send a message if you want to meet Alvin.” Floryn looks so tired. He did not want to argue again this time.

Enrik still remembers what the cops said. He doesn't want to mess with Floren for now. What if they saw everything and directly dragged Enrik to prison? That's a sign, what he planned with Sintia, can not be done sekrang. The situation is not conducive.

“I'll be looking for a great lawyer, Flo. It's possible that Alvin's custody will fall into my hands,” explained Enrik who then left from there.

Floryn's heart was pounding erratically. He was afraid of the threat. But he can also do the same. Hiring a great lawyer to get custody of Alvin. Besides, it was Enrik who cheated. They may be able to get custody of their child.

In fact, the law in Inodnesia is very correct. In line with the religious law they adopted, the law in Indonesia will give custody of the child to the mother. The custody is given directly to the mother, if the child is under twelve years old.

Then there's another thing, if that custody can't fall into his mother's hands. It could be that her mother had some issues that made child custody to be given to her father.

With a quick floryn closed the door of her mother's house and locked tightly. He did not want if Enrik changed his mind and went back to him.

***

Meanwhile, in a house that still exists in the same city, there is Zoel who is arguing with his sister. The debate carried the name of Floryn, so they did not find the end of the problem since.

“You are crazy, Bang ... He is my boss and he is older than you .. I guess, we are just trying to be friends with him. You serious?” look at Widuri who's starting to feel like her brother is crazy. Yeah, crazy woman.

“This is called love, Ri ... how, dong? At first, my brother also thought that there would be nothing that might happen during the execution of your plan. But it turns out .. brother's heart felt different, after seeing him help you on the road the other day. You still remember it, don't you?” ask Zoel.

Widuri shook her head. He still couldn't accept if his brother liked an older woman and still had a husband. What if people call it a player? His reputation will also not be fine in front of office friends.

“Stay only, Bang. You think her husband wants to be flanked? Are you going to be Floryn's second husband?” ask Widuri with a question that is no less crazy.

Zoel laughs. He didn't know why, what his sister said just now sounded so funny. Maybe he became a fan. While Floren alone has admitted that his relationship with the husband can no longer be maintained. The road for him was wide open. He just has to wait for the right time.

“You are there. Pebinor ... where there is ...”

“Fine think again, Bang. Think also about my reputation in the office .. I guess, all this time your relationship is just friends but friendly ...,” wirih Widuri finally.

Widuri felt so guilty. He thought, because of his request also all that happened. If only he had not asked his brother for PDKT with the boss in the office, maybe the sense between brother and boss would not have happened.

But everything has happened. The only thing he had to do was to separate his brother from Floren. Widuri did not want if his good name in the office until it was damaged. Moreover, the husband of his boss is the son of the owner of the company where he works. Maybe he won't get the recommendation he wants. However, all that is still much better than his boss knowing if his brother damaged the household of the child.

Widuri left his brother's room. The man was already very healthy and insisted on going to his restaurant today. Widuri refused to forbid. Nor will his speech be heard.

After Widuri died, Zoel took the keys to the car in his jacket pocket. He also left the room to go straight to his restaurant. Maybe stop by for a while to buy a bouquet of flowers and send them to the home of Floren's parents. Yeah, maybe it could provoke Floryn to ask her how she is. These two days the woman was like there was no news. Maybe Floryn thinks Zoel still has a lot of rest.

Dddrrt .. Dddrrtt …

A tremor on his HP averted Zoel's gaze. He got into the car and opened the incoming message.

“Where are you? Can we meet?” ask the message.

Zoel's smile. He didn't expect to meet so soon. This may be called a soul mate ….

Seriate.