Husband Setting

One Touch Clears All The Pain

Darren smiled, he was like winning a multi-billion dollar lottery. She desperately held her left hand to not override Jen's hand that was coiled around her stomach. It feels like dozens of years of excruciating no longer felt at this time. It paid off already the whole pain with a tight hug like this. Although this is just something that should have been done for Jen's safety.

But it doesn't have to be this tight and close, does it?

It's okay if she has to be slapped in the wind and feel her eyes hurt because of her jacket and helmet in Jen's wear. It's really okay. He was more than willing to do all this. One sweet day. This happy Darren's heart just because of a hug from Jen.

Nevertheless, Darren did not dare to slow down the pace of his motorbike, fearing that Jen would be uncomfortable and kapok if delivered again by him. As much as possible he makes Jen comfortable in his bonanza. Come to think of it, maybe Jen no longer felt riding a motorcycle since becoming part of the Aerospace family.

"Thank you!" Jen goes downstairs and hands Darren the helmet when they reach Jen's studio yard. This two-story mini studio Jen bought with her own money. He felt the need to work and make money because he realized, although he is now a son continued from Harris Dirgantara, but he is not an heir. So he chose his own business even though it is still relatively small.

Darren smiled, "No need to thank me. It's nothing." He receives a helmet from Jen and wears it. Wanted to linger but Darren suddenly lost his reason to stay here with Jen. There will be even Jen upset and will ruin this pretty good start. He also has to work soon.

"I'm leaving, yeah ..," said Darren before the helmet covered his face perfectly. Not expecting any response from Jen, he immediately turned the wheel of his motorbike leaving Jen's studio yard. Hit the crowded streets once again.

Jen is still confused, but she quickly walks into her studio. He drowned the thought of Darren who seemed to not care, but usually he desperately sought an opportunity to get close to him. Isn't this good anyway? But why even disappointment?

"Jen—"

"I've seen!" it was on Vaya who stood up with a frozen expression and disbelief.

"I just didn't expect him to do this to us. Is it not enough for us to fall like this?" isak Vaya is quite shocked to see trending on a broadcasting site. It felt like it was just ruined what they had been struggling with all this time.

Jen's coming along. "Calm down, I'll try to call D." He was still quite a distance away from Vaya, he did not even intend to give Vaya a hug. His heart was very hot and wanted to hit Diego. The woman's lips said to calm down, but her heart was currently rumbling.

"Where can you, Jen .. You know we've done so much for her, but why is it even like this?" vaya lirih.

"Here you go, don't cry like that! Let me take care of it!" ketus Jen's. He immediately entered a room. A fairly large room with a large glass table in the middle. A large bookcase perched on one of the walls, large windows with beige horizontal blinds make this room a little dim if the lights are not turned on. In front of the window, perched on his simple and not too large workbench.

Jen momentarily swept through this room with a feeling of sadness and distress. These few months, his efforts were quite quiet. Many suddenly cancel orders that have been half-way produced, and not a few are canceled using the brand from Jen. I don't know, his head would explode if he thought of this.

When she rocked her chair and pulled the blinds half-open to make her eyes glare, Jen took her phone back. He was so sad to see such a beloved man say such hurtful nonsense.

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"Morning, Mr. Darren," said Tamy, a cashier who works at Jeje's sports galerie. He watched over his superior who seemed to be smiling brightly this morning. "Something happen?"

Darren widened his smile. "To .. po!" darren replied as he passed away to his room. Leaving the angry Tamy.

Darren had just gotten out of the helmet when he heard his phone ring.

"Read my message, Bro. Really not that video?" The one who called was Jabir, Darren's best friend.

Darren created a frown on his forehead, then pointed his phone to his face. One slow touch and Diego was blabbering on his broadcasting channel. Don't care, Darren thought.

"Why him?" darren Cuek asked as the phone re-attached to his ear. No need to explain Darren's feelings to Diego. He was very jealous of that man. Anything about him is so annoying.

"Look until the end, and then call me again."

Darren snorted in annoyance. For her there was nothing more important than lingering over Jen. However, Darren still followed what Jabir asked for, even though with a feeling of arrogance.

"Some time ago, someone asked me about my relationship with Jen. Here, I want to clarify that Jen and I are not involved in any actual relationship. However, you can judge for yourself who is excited by our closeness. I've always been professional in working with anyone, including Jen. I just think of him as a co-worker, nothing more. Okay, so I press once again, Jen and I have nothing to do, nothing special! After this, I hope there is nothing else in my relationship with him! Cape I answer!" diego said with a chuckle, it seemed that he mocked and demeaned Jen.

Darren paused the video for a moment. Inflaming. Those normally shady eyes suddenly stared intently. The next second, he immediately grabbed his helmet again. This can't be allowed. But he knew where to go first. His favorite Jenny must be hurt right now. The jerk will get his turn later after he sees the impact of that disgusting remark.

Darren half ran down the stairs, until he almost hit Tamy who was looking like he was going to his room. Both of them were flabbergasted and braked their steps. Even Tamy, instantly closed his eyes as Darren's chest almost touched the tip of his nose.

"Oh my God, Darren!" Tamy held his chest.

"Sorry, Tam .. I'm in a hurry! Take care of all my work today!" Darren shifted his body away from Tamy, then just left ignoring Tamy who almost toppled over because of it.

"Hey ... Where are you going? What kind of report did you ask for?" Tamy stared at Darren's departure with a rough gust. He pulled another sheet of paper he stretched out toward Darren who had vanished from his sight. The woman could only shrug her shoulders.

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