Husband Setting

Starting From the Beginning

Darren is quite busy today, starting from looking through the photos of the dwelling he will buy, he said, then there was an appointment to meet with one of my old friends who had been after Darren's motorcycle and willing to bid at a higher price. Although he is actually very fond of the motor that he got from his own sweat, but he is more fond of losing his wife.

Darren let out a long sigh, as he reached his friend's workplace. For a few moments he was glued, looking at him for the last time. Weight, even if only a motorbike but still have meaningful memories.

"Bro .. You can hug before I take you home." The sound of his friend in a dark brown uniform made Darren slowly raise his face.

Darren offered a laugh with his lips open. He reached out to greet the friendship as if he were playing panco, then pulled it until the sides of their bodies gently collided with each other. "Good news, Bro."

Kefaldo's name is the man who's going to take Darren's bike. Friends who work in the prosecutor's office, big motorists.

"Gue tau, you're a richman right now!" Kefal slightly sneered at Darren's luck. "So don't need this anymore, do you?" He chuckled while nodding small.

"Anything where the pay is settled." Darren doesn't want to go long and explain what really happened. He does not want to mispronounce which will cause other perceptions.

"Okay, I'll transfer periodically today, you know the risks of my job, right?"

"No problem, I can wait until midnight or tomorrow morning." Darren hands Kefal the keys to the bike, "keep him well, bro."

"Lo's wife can be jealous if you hear this, Brader."

The two men laughed then hugged each other for a moment before parting ways. While riding on the ojek, Darren once again turned his head towards his motorbike. Everything okay.

Darren's next goal is to meet other friends to look around the house in a residential complex. Not elite housing, just ordinary housing, measuring 6x7 meters which is very simple. From the photos the owner submitted, the house was quite comfortable and not too heavy when cleaned. Jen can take care of it.

When Darren was about to call Jen, Jen had sent him a message that he was at JC. This made Darren smile, the lion was tame and understood what to do when going on a trip.

He then directs the motorcycle driver to JC, he will surprise Jen by inviting her to see their prospective home.

However, just as he gets across from JC, he sees Jen and Vaya have just boarded a taxi. Then she tried to call Jen to stop, but up to three calls, Jen did not answer her phone.

"Follow that cab over there, sir," she asked as she kept calling Jen. The motor drove trying to catch a taxi that began to run fast because the traffic was not crowded anymore.

To his surprise, Darren sees Jen and Vaya turn out to the police station where Diego is still being held. And that face, that face was very cheerful when it came to a store with a contemporary food menu. Darren kept an eye on the two men until they broke into the police station carrying a plastic bag apparently containing food.

Darren is full of worry, he wants to keep following but he is afraid to see who Jen meets. However, he is also very curious about what Jen and Diego are talking about later. Ah, he's really upset.

"Rather than being curious, just step in and follow, Mas ...," the driver suggested when he heard Darren's sigh.

"If she turns out to find her ex, how about it, sir? I should how?"

"Yes, then tell him to choose, his ex what Masnya ..," replied the taxi driver.

Darren was still staring at the police station across the street, then he patted the shoulder repeatedly. "Thank you for the advice, sir."

***

After waiting for a while, Jen finally met with Diego. Bule Jen's ex-lover looked thinner and paler.

Diego looked at Jen for a moment and then looked down, unable to face Jen's gaze that looked cold and judes as usual.

Diego snaps, he rounds his heart to accept Jen's abuse. It's more of a relief and she has no intention of apologizing, for Jen to continue hating her for life. Yeah, she deserves all that from Jen. Very decent.

"Sell your apartment and car, which I'm in! Others do not need to, make your capital later if out of prison, as a reminder that you have ever benefited a girl who loves you!" Jen's voice was still rising, so it invited the curious police who stood guard to turn their heads, then smiled.

"Call Bian, he knows where the car and apartment papers are. Money for you all—"

"Don't be kind and pretentious to care, I'm not a forgiving person even though the world will give me after this. I'll take as much as I give you first, disgust me for your money mix!" Jen's eyes hit Diego as if they could tear. Jen is the cruelest person if someone hurts her. No matter the good times he had gone through, to him, a single black dot had already blurred everything.

Then he picked up his phone, "give me the phone number, I'll call myself."

Diego took a breath and exhaled slowly, then mentioned a row of numbers that were Bian's phone number.

"Enjoy your life well, D, you must be grateful, here you are safer than out there and become the prey of Om Riko and his men." Jen stood up and turned her face away with a cynical snort. While Diego can only mourn the departure of the woman he actually loved.

"It's all because of Tanna!" he nodded while squeezing his hand. He swore he would kill the woman if he had the chance

***

"Where?" Vaya waited outside the room used as a meeting place with prisoners, he held a bag of snacks that they usually eat on the sidelines of working hours. Churros, corn dogs, and takoyaki. After this they intend to eat the food in JC, as when JC was still successful.

"It's like taking candy from a baby. Maybe he wants to be forgiven so make things easier. Huh, it's not that easy, Pulgosso!"

Jen was strung across her chest, her eyes still glancing at the door she had just left as if Diego was there and listening to all of Jen's swearing.

Vaya laughs, "anyway, you, Jen ... go home yuk! Laper already," said Vaya as she smiled, her hands rubbed her stomach in a circular and repetitive motion.

"Basic of the diner!"

"I'm unemployed and stressed by my mom's nagging that keeps me working. Mending me marry, let someone bear my rich life you. And eating is the most powerful stress drug, especially if it's free." Vaya is back.

Jen sued her best friend's head, "I assume that's your salary, Vay .. I can't pay you in full." Jen wrapped her hands around Vaya's neck and held her out. Order a taxi again and continue chewing no matter the weight they will climb up after that. Jen also immediately contacts Bian and ends anything that has to do with Diego.

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sorry typo, sorry new up too ... 🙏