FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

Chapter.18 - The Ex

Alena had just tidied up the empty lunchbox. Nevan never had the heart to let his wife's cooking left a small item. Although sometimes salinity, or even delusion. He didn't want to make Alena cook for him in vain.

"Lumayan, today I'm saving money" Nevan said after sipping a drink in a bottle. Alena wiped the tissue around her husband's lips. It was like taking care of a big baby.

Someone approached the two, carrying a tray of ice cendol. "Excuse me .... "

Alfian's greeting made Alena flinch. What the hell is he doing here? Think Alena. He glanced lightning to the right, her husband had just coughed from choking on a drink, because he saw the figure of his wife's ex-boyfriend.

"No need to be surprised, this cafe is one of my uncle's branches. A week ago, I was just transferred from an old cafe here" he explained.

Alena wanted to drink ice cendol. When he realized Alena's existence, Alfian immediately made a new menu flagship.

"You're gonna want to drink this, so I made it special for you." Alfian thrust his homemade drink at Alena.

"No need! Why make everything! No one is pesen! There go! Bother people more friendly!" throw Nevan out while shaking hands.

Alena glared, not liking Nevan to be childish in front of so many people. He stirred the drink and sipped the contents. For a long time, the results of the hand concoction Alfian, did not disappoint Alena's tongue.

They used to be lovers while in Surabaya. They met at the same workplace. When Alfian and his family decide to move to Bali, help his uncle. They also had to end their relationship well.

"Lo don't love my little jampons, do you?" Nevan glanced cynically, then continued, "or don't you love cyanide again in my drink?" accusation again.

Alfian just smiled without poking. While under the table, Hils Alena had already stepped on Nevan's fantopel shoes. The man grimaced holding back the grin.

"Thank you, Fin," said Alena.

"Other times if you want to eat anything, say yes? I must be ready for you."

Nevan hissing doesn't like it. Inwardly he cursed, eager to throw the glass at the plain pretentious face in front of him. If it wasn't for Alena being here, it would have been for Nevan to throw a fistfight for no reason. In fact, he was just envious, because Nevan was less good at cooking. Except fried rice, boiled noodles, and warm water. How shiny.

"Btw, how are you? Your content too? Right?" Alfian pulled up the chair next door and sat down to join in, without asking for approval. Makes Nevan rise.

"Just like, we go first? Nevan needs to get back to work, I want to go home, too." Alena took Nevan to her feet.

"Wait a minute." Alfian called for a servant. Like preparing something. It turned out to be true, there was a bag of plastic food that the waiter brought. Alfian gave it to Alena.

"It's your favorite food, chiken katsu and fried capcay."

Alena received with a huff. But he still thanked me. Then take Nevan away. To be honest, Alena regretted taking Nevan to this restaurant. He thought because it was closest to Nevan's office, it would be more efficient. It actually causes this kind of tempest. Just look at Nevan's frowning lips.

"Baby?" sindir Nevan cynical.

"People's giving can't be denied, Van. His name does not appreciate."

"Oh yeah?" Nevan hissing doesn't like it.

"If you don't want to eat yaudah, let me eat it. Don't bother," dumel Alena. More and more nurturing Nevan's emotions.

The man didn't talk anymore, just left. Disappointed with the attitude of Alena who responded to all with the usual. It doesn't seem fair that Nevan alone should keep Alena feeling. He remembers being locked out of the house all night, just for delivering Inez. Nevan's heart is tossed. Remember Karina, the ex-boyfriend who broke up with her, when she was caught cheating on her with her ex-boyfriend.

Nevan is worried, the story of his broken heart drama is repeated. Still mending at that time he only bears a singles or ex-girlfriend. But now, if he loses Alena, then he will hold the title of widower or duren. Thinking about it made her shake her hair. Nevan frustrates.

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