First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Boyfriend Second Candidate 10
Nb: Get into the same Rendi conflict as Dea first huh. Sorry, I'm here mace part Ega and Chris ✌.
The day is getting late the wall clock keeps clinking. The pregnant woman looked pale. Holding a chest that feels tight. His breathing was stingy, sweaty furrows were pouring down on his forehead.
The nightmare he had just experienced kept him awake from a deep sleep. The brown net swept over the cold walls in the room, touching the painful head. Dea got out of the big bed, approached the nightstand to pick up a cell phone, and went out of the room.
Slowly his feet climbed one by one the marble staircase of the house, until in the living room he sat comfortably on the maroon sofa that was just bought yesterday.
Her fingers stroked the side of the Celly-branded sofa with a smug smile, slowly but surely the sweet smile on her lips turned into a wry smile. Realizing almost one month this attitude of Rendi changed.
His phone vibrated, grabbing a flat object that vibrated next to his body, Rendi's name was clearly plastered on the screen, a feeling of excitement instantly surfaced after almost a month as well as Rendi never contacted first.
"Hello Ren—" he was interrupted by a noise across the street.
"Sorry lady, do you know the owner of this phone, please come here he's drunk."
"Well, just send me the address, I'll be there." Disconnecting the phone from the bartender. Dea immediately contacted Hidan's husband's men.
The bar address given is quite far away, it takes forty minutes to get there. Once in the parking area Dea directly down. Gaining the mantle on the body, as the air was quite cold tonight, Hidan faithfully followed closely behind.
The bar door opened the scent of alcohol and cigarette smoke burst into the nose. The sound of music was deafening, yet he did not care that it was common to him.
Dea's steps came to a halt as her shoulder was patted by someone. Dea's body turned around and swore loudly at a man who held her shoulders hard enough.
"Damn it, what's business—?" Dea gasped at the man in front of her.
The man gave a sharp look ready to draw a sword. Dea jerks Malik's rough hand. The woman did not want to bother. Dea's body turned back to try to avoid the former. Until Malik's cold voice greeted the eardrum.
"How can you marry someone else when that's my son?" hiss Malik can not stem the anger. The long index finger leads to the protruding belly of the Dea.
The debate between them is inevitable, their voices are mutually simple cynical mixed music sound that is very contrasting there.
Until Julio who had been watching began to be caught off guard and approached the two.
"You think this is your son heh, so confident dude?" looking down on Malik.
"Of course, I'm sure my sp**ma developed there," again Malik's eyes pointed at Dea's stomach.
Dea stared lazily, shaking her head faintly. "Whatever you say is clear now I'm Rendi's legal wife." Dea folded her front chest arms with a haughty face without hesitation, she also looked at Malik with a mocking smile.
"Cih, you're nothing more than trash, j***ng damn," said Malik increasingly furious with Karin's explanation.
"Ja**ng you fucking said! You're too stupid, are you so loyal to me?" finger pointed to yourself, "I'm not sure, you must also be doing 'that' with your fucking ja**ng out there, am I right?!" Dea with one eyebrow raised.
Dea's words further ignited the fire, making Malik even more inflamed. The man did not expect the woman he had trusted and loved sincerely turned out to be nothing more than a p*l*c*r.
"Shut your fucking rotten mouth." Show Malik firmly. "I've never touched another woman even if I'm away from you, even IF NEVER." Set a breath that begins to hunt, "Well from before me, JA*NFUCKING." Malik shouted, stepping forward to strangle Dea, but first arrested Julio.
"Malik realize don't dirty your hands. And you Dea, you'll be sorry you showed my best friend's loyalty,"
Dea gave a trivial grunt, did not answer choosing to leave and passed to Rendi at the bar table.
Julio glanced at Malik who was clenching his hands. Seeing Rendi drunk fondle Dea.
Julio looked at Malik. He did not understand the various kinds of relationships in this world. Including the relationship he and Gendis had to backstreet because of her betrothed status.
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It was morning Dea stared at the image of herself that looked pitiful on the large mirror in the room. Heart's broken.
Flashback.
Hidan drove the car, occasionally staring at the middle rearview, seeing Dea's stiff and grim face holding back tears.
Arriving at Dea's house asking Hidan for help. She carried her husband into the room.
"Hidan can you help me, take Rendi to the room?" the bodyguard only gave a nod of the head.
"Gee, I'm sorry. I love you."
Hidan stiffened hearing word for word from the boss. Didn't expect all this time the boss still keeps loving for his ex-wife.
Hidan's conjecture is right, the day after Rendi divorced. Hidan had seen the boss slumped, but he threw away the thought.
Hidan's guess gets stronger on the wedding day, the boss goes to Ega's apartment. Choosing to leave an important event is only to know Ega and Chris' relationship. Hidan is silent not to interfere which is not his duty.
"You know something?" Hidan just silently carried the body of the boss to get to the room. "What has Joints kept secret from me?" Dea's in the doorway,
Asked again after seeing Hidan put Rendi's body in their king-size bed. "Don't just shut the fuck up, I didn't ask the wall." Dea groaned in frustration. Staring at Hidan was full of annoyance.
Hidan took a breath, "Sorry Madame Dea, but it's none of my business," bowed and stepped out from there.
Dea looked at Hidan with a probing glance, before descending the steps of Hidan came to a halt. The woman called again demanding an explanation.
Dea stepped quickly up the side of the stairs, "Say b*j*ng*n, I know you're keeping something," the woman's voice was swallowed bitterly, her hands firmly gripping the side of the stairs.
"It's not my capacity to talk about this." Choose to continue the steps down the stairs.
Dea snorted cynically, "Stop," with a cold hissing sound made Hidan step back to a standstill, turning his body staring at his boss' wife.
"I'll tell you, TELL ME!" his frustration was already in the crown, pointing towards Hidan with a loud shout.
Hidan shook his head, staring at Dea. The woman was very pale, too shocked to see the facts tonight. Hidan was silent and did not answer the question of the woman with the glasses.
Not getting an answer Dea stepped into the room and slammed the door. Step up to the side of the bed. He heard that Rendi was again making out the name of his ex-wife.
Flashback.
All of Dea's bad thoughts about her future are raging. Makes the body of a pregnant woman weaker with puffy eyes. He no longer wants to cry.
Especially this morning, after waking up, Rendi ignored him. Step down from the room and leave. The man left without eating breakfast or changing clothes. Without saying hello or asking how Dea has been neglected for a month.
Dea's body slumped to the floor, her hands clenched and hit her chest slowly. The feeling of tightness creeps out mercilessly. Tears are flowing. It hurts really, it hurts so much. The fact that Rendi still kept that name in her heart, and did not care at all about Dea's feelings. His heart screamed pain. Alone without a care.
Did karma say hello so quickly?.
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'He's getting married'
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Tbc
