Heart Games

Chapter 10

I still looked at the car passing away far away from where I was currently standing. What would happen if om and Aunt Anita saw her only son in this condition. His son who always did good and never did things like this, now comes to the night club until drunk.

Would they regret having made his son last start to change and feel very sad because of their decision. Or they may not think about their son's feelings.

Ah but every parent would want his children to be happy as well as om and Aunt Anita. It's just that maybe Fazo's brother has not fully accepted the decision of his parents.

If my brother and I were to follow our ego now, it would hurt not just my parents and their parents. But the first victim of our ego is Ayu's sister, who will feel the most hurt.

When he saw Ayu's brother at his wedding, he was so sincere in love with Fazo's brother seen from both eyes when he looked at Kak Fazo, even though they were married because of an arranged marriage. But another case with brother Fazo who still can not feel the sincerity of Ayu, and still stuck with his feelings for me.

In my heart can not be lied to, that I still feel very happy if brother Fazo still has feelings for me, indicating that he does not easily forget me.

But I'm also sad that Fazo's brother will continue to be like that, instead of adding to his heart. But as time goes by I am sure he can definitely accept the existence of Ayu's brother as his current wife. And I'm sure Ayu can take care of her.

I turned my body around, then walked towards the parking lot where my Honda was. I put on my helmet and climbed on that Honda, then left the nightclub.

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In another position, a man was seen standing leaning against the front wall of the night club door, which had been there since, looking at the Diva. When Diva left the nightclub, she went to go and entered the nightclub with a smile on her lips.

He entered one of the rooms inside the club that night. And lay his body rough on the sofa while laughing. He felt his pants pocket by trying to grab something. He pulled out his cell phone from his pocket.

He opened the phone screen looking for someone else's number inside his phone after finding the number he was looking for, he immediately dialed the number.

"Guess who I saw?" the man said after his call was connected.

"If you want to play guessing I don't have time" replied someone behind the call.

"OK.oke don't be angry like that dong" now the man is sitting on the sofa taking a cup of coffee in front of his desk.

"Just say, I'm busy" someone ordered behind the call. The man put the cup of coffee he had drunk back on the table.

"The woman you helped at that time, came back to my club tonight" explained the man who turned out to be the owner of the club tonight, Gibran. And it's obvious that the one in the call is Brayen.

"You called me just to get this across"

"Don't you care about that woman" asked Gibran.

"No" Brayen answered briefly, making Gibran frown.

"Hm, if not why did you help her?" ask Gibran again curious.

"It was in vain that I spied on that woman earlier, if Brayen didn't care about her. Just wasting my time." Gibran Mumbled.

When Diva walked into the club last night, Gibran accidentally saw her. At first Gibran did not care much about the woman his friend had helped a while ago.

But when Diva approached one of the men there, all the thoughts that were in Gibran's head made him become curious so that Gibran spied on Diva's gestures with the other man. By reason of being able to tell Brayen and to ridicule his friend's material.

But Brayen didn't care when he told her about the woman. Making Gibran an impression of being tired from inside the night club to outside the night club spying on them.

Cring....

While Gibran was still enjoying his coffee, a message came in from his phone. Soon she opens a message that turns out to be from Brayen.

"Who did he come to that place with?" fill in Brayen's message. Now Gibran was annoyed to laugh satisfied to see the contents of the message from his friend.

"Hahaha.you said you didn't care, but still asked who he came with" Gibran murmured.

"Not your business, who's he coming with" read a reply I sent Brayen.

"Let's be curious, and beg me. Ha..ha.ha" muttered Gibran, who was now feeling very happy, finally spying on the woman was useful as well.

"You want what, tell me" one more message came in from Brayen. This is what Gibran expected.

"10million" the message Gibran sent.

Ten minutes passed and one message of proof of transfer went to Gibran's account worth 10 million.

"Well he really sent me the money I asked for, ha.ha.ha it seems like he really cares about that woman. Why did I only ask for 10 million, knowing he would respond to my request, I was going to ask him 2 billion. Okay, next time if there's anything like this again I'll ask you for that amount. Hahaha" muttered Gibran. Then he sent Brayen a message.

"Thank's bro, remittance. The woman came alone. But he's here to come to men."

There was no reply from Brayen.

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