Help Me Divorce

Banyu

"May you feel at home with the walking statue" chirped the Goddess. "Same schoolmate she didn't know."

Berti laughed a little. "Maybe Cakra forgot because it's been a long time."

"The evidence is the same He remembers. But the Cakra is. Ever since the most anti-same girl. We don't think he's normal."

"He's good, really," Berti said.

"good too. He's nice and he's not stiff just like his wife."

Berti just smiled. If the Goddess knew if the Cakra was also rigid towards her. Speak modestly, behave arbitrarily, and if there is a will, like a child whining.

"We go first, deh. Want to go around again" said Teguh.

"The spirit of the streets, yes," said Cakra who patted Teguh's shoulder.

The goddess also said goodbye to Berti. He had just talked, but his new friend wanted to walk around Singapore. Unfortunately Berti came here to accompany her husband to work, and not as lazy as she expected.

"Mas, let's walk again, yuk," Berti asked. "We're going to the Lion statue. Photos over there."

"You've never been here?" ask Cakra.

"Once, the hell."

"Have you ever taken a picture of that statue, right?"

Berti nodded. "Yes, a few times."

"Do what photos again. The shape also does not change. You go back to this hotel. Ariel and I have a little work to do" said Cakra.

Regret Berti said that he had visited Singapore, let alone said several times taking pictures in front of the city icon. It was better to just say never to visit so that Cakra accompanied him for a walk.

After eating together, Cakra drove Berti to the hotel. After that, he and Ariel went out again. She lives alone in the room and does not know what to do.

The clothes were already in the laundry, the room had also been cleaned by the hotel maid. Wanting to soak or exercise, he is in a state that is not possible at this time.

The choice fell on the TV screen. Yes, watching may be able to relieve his loneliness. Fortunately there is cable TV broadcasting overseas stations. You can watch a good outdoor movie.

Apparently this activity takes place every day and without feeling Berti has been living abroad for one week. The wind is fresh for Cakra, but not for Berti.

Once you know Berti has finished the monthly cycle, Cakra does not waste the opportunity. In the morning, he works and does sports with his wife. Without caring if Berti wants out of the hotel room he occupies.

"Mas, tomorrow we go for a walk, yuk," Berti said.

"Would you like to shop?" ask Cakra.

"Yes, I want to go shopping."

"Tomorrow I can't. You go alone. Kan, you've come here before. Next week we have to go to Malaysia. I have to finish on schedule."

Putty. "Yes, yeah."

Cakra menoel his wife's innocent shoulder. "Once again, yeah."

Berti smiled, then nodded. "Yes, Mum."

Cakra's revenge for a week was not given rations. His strength is still strong, his desire is up, he will fuck Berti.

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Amazingly Cakra, despite not being able to accompany his wife out, but the man could always take the time to have breakfast and dinner together. As scheduled, and indeed Cakra always regulates his activities.

"Credit card for you. Buy as necessary," said Cakra while offering a black card to Berti.

"Mighty spy."

"What do you shop for?"

"It's up to me" Berti said.

"The plane has a charge limit" Cakra said.

"I know too."

"Up to you" said Cakra, then moved out of his chair. "Ariel, we're leaving now."

"Yes, Sir."

"I go first" said Cakra.

Berti did not want to go back to the room. Credit card is in hand. What else is awaited? Better to go straight to the shopping center.

From the main street of Singapore, Berti heads to the famous shopping center. Orchad Road with various department stores and coffee shops located on the shoulder of Orchad street.

Go to one of the department stores. Choosing clothes for him is also Cakra. Berti took two pairs of shirts with soft colors for her husband. Let Cakra not be too stiff, and when viewed the man looks friendly.

"Billions!"

Turning his head, he frowned. And then immediately he smiled. "Yet."

The male figure is about 170 cm tall. Medium body, not too heavy. White, nose not too sharp, dim cheeked with a flap haircut, and the man was Berti's ex-girlfriend.

"You here, Banyu?" tanya Berti approached.

"I, right, do work in Singapore" Banyu said. "A long time ago we did not meet. How you doing?"

"I'm good, as you can see."

Banyu noticed Berti's increasingly beautiful appearance. However, his attention stopped on the ring that was coiled on the ring finger of the former.

"You're married?" ask Banyu.

Berti nodded. "Yes, I'm married. I happen to be here accompanying my husband."

"You're married apparently. I thought you'd be waiting for me."

Berti laughs. "You don't joke."

"But it is, right? We broke up because I wanted to make a career first. You said you'd wait for me until we got married" Banyu said.

Berti shook his hand. "Don't hang on, deh. Oh, yeah, you want to go shopping too?"

"Yes, make a gift of home."

"Wanna go back to Indonesia?" ask Berti.

"Another week. Let's talk first, yuk. While drinking and eating," asked Banyu.

Berti nodded. He also needs a friend to talk to. So, Berti was willing to sit down together with Banyu.

"Let me buy today" said Banyu.

"Thank you" Berti said.

Banyu ordered bakmi as well as Tea Bing, iced tea with a mixture of sugar and milk for both of them. Suddenly awkward atmosphere. Between the two had absolutely no idea what to discuss.

"Your husband doesn't accompany shopping?" ask Banyu.

"He has to work because we'll visit Malaysia after this."

"He's a busy man apparently" Banyu said. "You've been married for a long time."

"It's only been a few months. It hasn't been a year" Berti said. "You're not married?"

Banyu. "Kan, I told you. Want to propose to you, uh, if you're married."

"I seriously asked."

"Yet, kok. Maybe I'm in my thirties married. Just enjoyed the work days."

The atmosphere melted because Banyu did like to talk and discuss their past. While eating the bakmi that has been ordered, the two throw jokes at each other.

"You want to take a walk? I can accompany you," said Banyu.

"I want to go to Haji Lane or Little India."

"You want pictures?"

Berti nodded. "Yes, I'm going there."

"We have to go first. Can I have your chat number?"

Berti reached out his hand, and Banyu gave him his phone. Berti then kept his phone number there.

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