FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

SESSION 2 OFFERS COME, KINDNESS COMES

Christian is shocked when a high-ranking state official he once knew as a child approaches him.

"Christian Suherman?" tanyanya while reaching out her hand to shake.

Spontaneous Chris received the office's greeting.

"I own the PH that Mother Tasya Jessica built!" he said it made Chris nod.

"Can we have a casual conversation?"

"Oiya, let's go ahead!"

Chis accepts the official and lets him sit in his lunch chair after Kenken drives him around looking for a new place to live.

"Can I be a guest on our PH show? I'm willing to pay a high fee to interview Mas and Wife."

Christian smiled and looked down.

"We're not artists. Nor is it a celebrity. So, I'm so sorry. Not the intention of rejecting an offer let alone sustenance! We just feel we can't take the job you're offering."

"Wouldn't it be used as a stage where Mas and family explain everything that happens in cyberspace. These few weeks the good name of the mas family becomes the months of irresponsible people, seeking personal gain on top of the hot gossip of the Mas family!"

"Hehehe..., we are only acting on the provisions of Allah Ta'ala, sir!"

"But we are eager to re-clean the good name of the deceased and the late parents of Mas Christian! If necessary, we can provide a special VIP place for the big family to perform at our PH event."

"Sorry, Sir! I can't!"

"Try discussing it with the other brothers. Maybe we can talk about it again for the special honor surely we will not disappoint the family Mother Tasya too!"

"Sir, thank you very much for the offer once again. Our family is unique. Full of stories and mysteries. Papa and Mama we've calmed down in the barzakh realm. So does aunt Tasya. We don't need a stage to clarify what the public is consuming these days. Because it wasn't from us that opened up all the stories of our extended family's past."

The official smiled at the diplomatic reply Chris said.

He was eager to open the veil of the Tasya family. About the life story of the former artist who used to be so loved but failed because he was married to Bambang Suherman who was none other than the brother-in-law of his cousin.

Tasya Jessica was a good artist, beautiful and virtuous in her time. Never once did she win*l her body for the popularity she so desired at the time.

But destiny says something else.

Tasya eventually became the mistress of a councilman. Even his life story was tightly shut until the end of his life.

Although his name was back soared when Chris made it reported and immediately got the nickname as the queen of actors, but not necessarily people know the true love story between Tasya and Bambang.

The official still holds the name Tasya Jessica in his heart as a woman he once adored.

He is now a husband and father of five. But his true love for Tasya he always remembered.

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Khaila Aidenia, she felt she needed healing. After so many sacrifices and struggles he made to get Christian, but failed.

Chipped it up into small crumbs, Christian used shirt that he still keeps. To eliminate the sadness and the pills are not able to conquer the heart of the man.

He tried to find travel services for him to relieve fatigue.

A travel gave him input to travel around the island of Java. And Khaila didn't waste the chance to forget her first love.

A long trip around the island of Java, does not make him weak and tired. The long journey awaits the love of the pujaan alone can be passed without the word give up, let alone just a light journey.

The West Java area was the first in its journey. Peak, Cianjur, Sukabumi.even the city of Paris Van Java which is famous as the city of flowers is so fascinating.

Khaila enjoyed every inch of the beauty God created by capturing it on a pocket camera.

The journey began to reach the Central Java region after reaching the border of Cirebon city by Daihatsu MPV car with eleven people including drivers and travel people.

Tugu Jogja became the first place for Khaila to take pictures. Though it was ten o'clock at night, but the atmosphere was still crowded and many tourists who passed through the road in the pride monument of the Jogjakarta people.

They intend to find lodging around it because there is a plan to stay two days in the city. Longer than other cities that are only a stopover.

Because they will explore all the tourist attractions there, such as to Keraton Jogjakarta, shopping at Bringharjo market and hanging out on Malioboro street.

"Sir, want a photo'? asked a man in a hat to approach Khaila who was sitting daydreaming while sipping on the ice boba he had just bought.

"Oh no, Mom! I brought my own camera!" push Khaila smooth while showing her pocket camera.

"Unfortunately, that type of camera is not good reception of the image. If my camera is, guaranteed more greng results!"

"Yes? But here the screenshot is pretty good. Hehe..."

"That has this Mbak is indeed the latest pocket camera output. But for the results of the printing later can only be seen if the results of the shots are less than the maximum, Ma'am!"

"Oh..that's it? I honestly don't understand, Mom! This is also I buy ngasal without asking the seller at length. The important thing is to make jetrak-jetrek take pictures of my travel moments this time. I rarely use myself for selfies."

"The camera I brought can take pictures even in places that lack lighting! Sorry, I give you an example?!"

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The man aimed his camera at Khaila several times. Making the 29-year-old girl blush embarrassed because she was not used to photos of people. Especially the new people he did not know.

"Mas, I don't mean to be in photos. But yes, how much should I pay?"

"No need, Ma'am! Because I photographed Mbak not with a polaroid camera, so do not have to pay for the printing paper. Hehe..."

"Wooh! It turns out the camera is also a mess, huh, Mas?"

"Yes. There are different types of cameras as well as functions as well as each of the advantages! If you want to use my services to get instant photos, I use this camera. You can directly get out the photos. Just a bit less than the maximum also the result, minimal light so it looks dark too. It's different from the camera I used!"

"It turns out the photographer wasn't an original job, was he?"

"Yes, can't do it, Ma'am! Hehehe.. sometimes also get a lot of customer nagging because the results are less in accordance with the expectations."

"Hehehe... still have to be smart!"

"Yes. But if it looks too thick edits also have to complain, Ma'am! Hehehe, that's it, I learned from many experiences!"

"Hmm... Is that it?! Thought the best job was a photographer. It's good to take pictures of people at will. Can ngrahin people for style too. Get the money, that's it!"

"Hahaha. ga is as simple as that too, Mbak'e!"

"Mas has long been a traveling photographer like this?"

"Long enough, Ma'am! Almost 5 years!"

"Well, there's been a lot of experience! Is the stand bye here? Or... go around somewhere else?" khaila asked, the more interested in having small talk with a man who was more or less his age. Suddenly a phone came in on the photographer's phone.

"Hallo's? Yes, Di! Whaties??? Yes, take you immediately to the hospital! Okay, okay. I'm just gonna go over there!"

Khaila just looked down listening to the photographer's conversation on her phone.

"Mom! Sorry, I said yes!? There's an emergency, I'm sorry!"

Khaila nodded. He looked at the photographer's body from a distance. Pray in your heart that the man's father will be healthy again soon.

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