Hot Duda: Love For Rangga

O yeah???

"Because they're greedy. They do not know how to appreciate their partner. Sorry, Mr...?"

I looked back before taking a sip of coffee. "My wife cheated on me." I laughed wryly. My body that was originally upright - I leaned back onto the sofa.

Jessy didn't say it, of course because she had guessed it from the beginning when we discussed the topic of this betrayal. "I'm concerned, sir," he said.

I nodded, then*sigh. "You think, Jess, what's less than me?"

"Nothing, sir. Father is perfect."

"O yeah?"

"Yes. Seriously. It was from my glasses as a woman. I think all women who know you have the same idea. Moreover, I know how you love your wife, Mr. Rhea, and how romantic the attitude of the Father so far towards the wife. I also hope to get a partner as good and as romantic as Mr. Rangga."

I smiled wryly, then re-enforced my back, threw away the cigarette butts, and stepped on them to numb the remaining embers. "Lantas, what made my wife cheat?"

Jessy shakes. "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't think I deserve to comment on that."

I smiled bitterly. "It's okay, Jess, just tell me what comes to your mind. Hmm?"

"I'm sorry, but maybe it's about feelings, sir. About heart. For this one, who can force it? But anyway, cheating is still wrong. A couple should just talk as they are, if they can not be together, sorry, it is better to separate well. Again sorry, that's just in my opinion."

A smile rose on my lips. "So, what should I do?"

I smiled again. "Look down, I want to hear. I won't have a problem with anything you'll talk about."

"Then I'm sorry, in my opinion.take it if Mom. I don't think you need to regret it until you cry. It could be the father's true soul mate is waiting for the presence of the Father, right? Mana knows, maybe she is a much better and more beautiful woman, could be much younger but can think mature, who can love the Father as sincere, all body and soulful. Well.. By the way, what the hell, me? Sorry, yes, sir. I'm being nyerocos like this."

I laughed at the secretary in front of me. I even found out that was the real thing he was when he talked about things outside of his job. "It's okay, really. Maybe you're right. Your words make me relieved. Thanks." Thanks."

Jessy nodded with a smile. "Together, sir." I didn't realize when the tension I had seen vanished from his face.

"Come, please finish the meal. I've been feeling better. Thanks again. Sorry, it starved you."

This time he smiled broadly. "It's okay. Just don't go on, yes, sir. We'll have acid."

Ck! Funny about my secretary, too. He was humorous too.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm just kidding."

I smiled back. "It's ok. Speaking of which, in your view, how about I'm a widower?"

"Sorry, sir, if I'm presumptuous. But I think it's okay, really. Cool widow is indeed the season. Uh, sorry, sir. Sorry, I do not mean to encourage you to divorce Ms. Rhea. But...." She grinned. "Father is young, handsome again. So it doesn't matter."

Is that so?