Don't Want to Be Pathetic: NIGHT BUTTERFLIES

Section 27

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The car stopped at the satayman.

"On the pack, don't come down!"

The man just kept quiet and ordered.

The reason Ira didn't want to get out of the car, because he feels that he is now Ari's lover and he knows that Ari has many friends, especially when Ira's position is in the area.

This area is not only where Ari hangs out, but many of his friends live here. If Ira comes down, she's afraid what if someone sees her and then turns her on Ari?"

Saw cellphone.

*Tuuutt tuuutt!!* Ira called.

"Is she pretty?"

"You really work?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Hmm yes." Ira turned off the phone.

*click*

Ari sent me a picture of herself driving right now.

"Yes."reply Ira.

"Eat mom!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Said there's an appointment?"

The man opened the door of his car keeping rice and satay in the back seat and then closed it and got into the car.

"Old?"

"No papa."

Retrace urban.

"Yes this again." Ira replied to a message.

"Do you know where? same who?"

Ira speechless..

"Just eat doang, same mama Rani."

"I'll call you right now!"

Ira did not reply and felt guilty for lying.

"This is the reason I don't want to date, after all which man wouldn't be hurt if dating a prostitute*r. Even if he says he accepts it well, the feeling of not being able to lie would hurt knowing that his woman slept with another man." said inwardly.

"Now it's more busy, right?"

"It's not busy."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Udah!"

"Dating or not is up to you, just leave nothing to do. I bought you with money, lest you give it away for free. Love yourself."

Ira thought silently.. But what he said was true.

They got to that house. Ira got down from the car walking towards the house with a small run because it was still drizzling. Maybe it'll rain soon.

Opening the door of the house that is not in the key, maybe someone has cleaned this house before

Ira sat facing the window, because the dark sea of waves was not visible, only the sound of the pounding. This place was indeed very comfortable, but when Ira set foot here her mood changed. Upset, sad, angry, depressed, somehow she can't feel it clearly anymore.

The man then went in with the food and a bottle of beer.

"Feed first!"

Ira opened the package and took the plate and spoon.

"Loh, one?"

"Make you."

"Hmm yes thanks." Ira eat.

"It's still rare to eat at home, isn't it?"

Ira nodded.

"Udah lives here rather than empty."

"Don't want to stay home but can't if you don't know the news of the sisters."

He no longer speaks.

Finish eating Ira sit down and drink the beer.

"What do you want?"

"Red wine, I don't want to come home later. I'll drink myself here, my mood really can't be explained."

"You're gonna stay here?"

"No, I'll go home by myself!"

The man got up from his seat and went out of the house.

"I feel crazy!" Ira rubbed her face.

Since they had been together for quite a long time, the two of them already knew a little about each other's character. Similarly, the man did not ask too many questions or interfere about Ira's personal matters.

Back when they were recently in a relationship the man was a little overprotective because he didn't want Ira to go anywhere. He only wanted Ira for himself especially taking care of his health.

Ira got up from her seat opened the bag and took out a short dres and changed her clothes. He does not want to make small talk like a couple if to be honest he is really fed up with this situation.

"Cape, let's hope.but the universe is forcing it to survive!" he said he looked at himself in the mirror.

The man entered the house carrying 2 bottles of red wine.

Ira checked her phone and turned it off, and no one should be calling right now. Not bothering when doing it. But it would be very disturbing his feelings especially if the call was from Ari.

Sitting back down, the man poured some wine and drank it. One bottle of beer and wine is up, another bottle left for ira himself later.

The man turns off his cigarette and approaches Ira and accompanies her to the bed..

He's a little surprised to see the kiss marks on Ira's tits*ra. It was indeed a mistake because even though Ira had a lover but the former seemed to have no respect for him.

"Right now I don't care, but next time it doesn't need to be clear like this!"

"It's me, if other people maybe they can get angry!"

"Yes I know."

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At 23:19.

Ira went from the bed straight to the bathroom cleaning herself and changing her clothes.

Sitting staring at the mirror tidying up your hair and makeup. Spraying perfume all over her body, especially the neck of the body part that Ira likes.

Looking from the man's mirror into the bathroom.

Then Ira carries a cell phone in her bag and turns it on, wondering if there will be a message or call from Ari or not.

*His phone*

4 Unread messages

3 Missed calls

Everything from Ari "Deg deg deg deg!!" his heart was pounding very fast, probably from feeling guilty.

The man came out of the bathroom and put on his clothes.

Sitting on a chair ignites a roko. Ira kept her cell phone and sat down before the man poured some wine and drank it.

"Not coming home now?"

"No, first. Want to be alone."

*The phone reads incoming call*

"Yes?"

"Nyampe soon!"

Ira was silent, not caring, but she knew that the one who called was definitely his wife.

"It's more for eating!" Put money on the table right in front of Ira.

"Thank you."

The man said, "Don't come home tonight!" he looked and immediately left.

Ira just silently looked at the man out of the house.

It's about how he gets home later. Even he himself did not think about it, all he wanted now was.

"Be alone to laugh at yourself" he said smiling in anger.

"If not who else? Well, your son was forcefully strong by the circumstances. I'd be lying if I was a strong woman. I'd be lying if I didn't feel sick. I'd be lying if I was okay!" he said in his heart.

Pour wine and drink it.

"Is there no word of success for me that always fails at anything ?"

Now that the woman had not poured her wine into the glass, she gulped it down like a thirsty man.

Viewing mobile phones and opening social media.

"And, like you walking alone, trying to love yourself is okay. Some things in life do need a struggle of their own."

"What kind of life is this?"

"Thank you for the slap!" he said he kept the phone on the table.

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