HE'S MY HUSBAND TOO

Part 57 HELPS RELEASE THE BARREL

"Connect me, Mom. Divorce me! I'm tired ..." The sound of Laras was heard. His head shook, while tears flowed down his cheeks.

Nalendra looked at Laras iba. Seeing Baras like that, made him even more sure to separate Laras with Galang. The most honest expression of a human heart is when delirious in sleep.

Secretly the handsome man flanked his hands. His pair of eyes were red, gleaming with rage. This is not fair to Baras. Nalendra scanned that face again. There was a new spot flowing from the corner of his eye.

Can't bear to see the scene, Nalendra finally left the room Laras. He closed the door carefully, then stepped towards his own room. Steps steady. However, his mind floated on the figures of the two women who were so close to him at the moment.

"Clearned! Yes my main priority right now is Laras. The barrel must be able to escape from the man, at any cost. Nadine's business followed later. Moreover, I cannot openly hate her bastard husband, for fear of repercussions to my own future nephew" Nalendra murmured as he continued to think.

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In the morning they had breakfast as usual. Mr. Chandra, Mrs Aline, Nalendra and Laras, except for Nadine who can only lie in her room. While Galang did not come home overnight. Don't go home, just tell me no. Galang vanished like swallowed by the earth. No one knows where that guy went.

Nadine tried repeatedly to contact her husband, but could not. It made Miss Aline look upset. He wants in this happy moment, his daughter-in-law is there and accompanies his daughter's happiness.

Nalendra and Laras looked at each other in the pouting face of Madame Aline.

"Here you go, Mom, that Galang is all grown up. He will also return home by himself. Maybe he has something important so he doesn't come home" Nalendra said.

"Yes, but he should have been present, at least contactable! When his wife got pregnant he just disappeared." Various bad thoughts were milling in the brains of the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful.

"There's no way he'd dare to mess around, Mom. Ale can assure you, he must be coming home." Nalendra smiles, calms the mother.

While Laras just looked down. Nalendra grabbed the hand of Laras who dangled behind the table. He clasped his hand, trying to strengthen.

Next to his hand was a piece of bread half-living. Nalendra tried to finish his breakfast as quickly as possible to free himself and Laras from the unpleasant situation.

"Me and Laras go to work first, Ma. Mama don't go anywhere. Take Nadine. About the boutique, I'll call Karina later. Let Karina handle the boutique as usual, ' said the man.

Madam Aline nodded. "Alright, be careful on the road, son."

"Okay, Mom." Nalendra removed his grip from Laras' hand, stood up and took a step closer to the mother, then kissed the woman's forehead.

Nalendra and Laras could leave the dining room, walk straight towards the living room and finally stop on the terrace.

"Laras," called Nalendra as her eyes scanned a car that had just entered the courtyard of the house.

Laras closed his body to Nalendra's side. They both look ahead. A familiar car and a man were seen descending on the car with a pale face.

"Garden Mas!" Almost Laras squealed and scatted to welcome the arrival of the man, if the sturdy hand of the man beside him, did not hold tightly to his hand.

"Shut up here. Never welcome his arrival. He is no longer your husband!" nalendra whispers.

Nalendra's statement made Laras stunned with various thoughts that flashed across his mind.

"But his face was very pale!" The baras whispered.

"Maybe he's sick" said Nalendra. "But I don't think there's anything to worry about. The proof is that the person can still walk."

Nalendra observed Galang who kept stepping even though his face looked pale.

"We'd better get to the car now" he told Laras after breaking eye contact with Galang. Laras. He hurriedly accompanied his boss's slightly pushy steps by continuing to pull his hand.

Minutes later the car rolled out of the courtyard of the mansion, starting to race with thousands of other vehicles on the same road through the capital's traffic jams.

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By: Jannah Zoe

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