I know you're cheating

The appearance of ex-husband

He said the woman was most happy if she was walking while being held by her hand by her lover. Varissa's expectations were actually so. It's just that, since the kiss that lasted a few minutes ago, the telephone pole returned to its original figure. Flat, like the road first, and sure enough, as if the kiss never happened.

The rest of the irregular heartbeat, still feels dusty in Varissa's chest. For Dikta? Huh! It seems normal. He instead shouted at Varissa when the elevator was open while Varissa was still staring at the door of the Dikta apartment unit.

"So the road, isn't it?"

The sound of his cry. The dreamy Varissa immediately flinched. A pair of short legs tried to run after the telephone pole that was already in the square iron box while holding the elevator door for him.

When he arrived and stood beside Dikta, it seemed that the man was just grinning widely. Both hands he put into the pocket of blue jeans dongker that he wore.

Aish! No warm embrace for now?

TING!

Arriving on the ground floor, Dikta exited the elevator first. Behind him, Varissa followed with quick steps as her mouth nagged silently. Very unstable that man. Sometimes the sensitivity is too sharp. However, sometimes it is too blunt as it is today.

"Ta! waita!" varissa was half running.

The tall man stopped. Looking back with eyebrows raised in wonder.

"How slow are you, Va?" tanyanya so Varissa managed to catch up with him.

The woman who was only as tall as her chest was throbbing. Staring at him in annoyance while snorting loudly.

"My legs are short. Different from you whose feet are like giraffes" grumbled Varissa.

Dikta looked down. Precisely, pay attention to a pair of legs that are quite long.

"Well, how come I'm even breaking my leg? I don't want to, my legs all this time, Va!" the answer is to lift the shoulder.

Ck! Varissa clucking. It's true, anyway. After all, he was also not that hateful on Dikta's long legs. Because, thanks to that pair of long legs, his fiancee actually looks more charming. Model only, maybe lose.

Jiahhhhhh! Just a few days ago pinned a ring by Dikta on his ring finger, Varissa had claimed that Dikta was his fiancee. In fact, for a lifetime he never thought this would happen in his life. In fact, just imagine, never. Definition of a soul mate, no one knows but God.

"Va!" Dikta slightly bowed. Staring at the eyes of Varissa with narrowed eyes.

Varissa reflex take a step back. He was still nervous if Dikta was suddenly this close to him. Both of his hands moved in anticipation of unexpected events by shutting his mouth tightly. To be honest, if he had one more attack, his heart might not be able to be saved anymore.

"It's again in the lobby, Va! Many people. I can't possibly kiss you here" the man half-whispered, holding back a laugh. His reddish lips seemed to be wet by the lick of his own tongue.

Varissa's brain thinks of something. The lips are not much more beautiful than the lips of a woman. In fact, the empu, is a type of heavy smoker. So, how do the lips not black like most men? In custody?

"Thinking slovenly things about me, huh?" dikta.

Varissa held her head up. Trying to behave normally so that his nervousness and curiosity are not too obvious.

"About!" Varissa grunting. "I'm just saying, you don't make weird ones."

"Weird, what does that mean?"

"Yes... Weirdly."

"What kind of kayak? I don't know, what weird do you think it's, like what?"

Varissa surrender. Impossible right, he said that he did not want Dikta to suddenly kiss him again like that?

"Not to be discussed. Go, yuk!" Varissa walked hurriedly towards the parking lot.

"Start!" Dikta held the woman's arm.

"What else?"

Yes, you could say, almost all facilities are available in the building. Starting from, restaurants, cafes, bakery to minimarkets. Everything is on the bottom floor to facilitate all the existing residents. Not infrequently, because the place is indeed beautiful with a luxurious interior, outsiders often choose to go there to just hang out enjoying a cup of coffee and take photos for social media needs.

"Can!" varissa Nod. His throat that had felt dry earlier, needed to be moistened by something.

"Yes, you wait here! Let me order inside" said Dikta as he led Varissa to a chair outside the coffeeshop.

The woman nodded. Sitting sweetly in the chair that Dikta had pulled for him then pulled out a cell phone to evict checking some work.

"Well, you're smiling like that, Va?" erik is still lurking with Varissa. He was even willing to wait until Varissa came back down.

He noticed the ex-wife who seemed not depressed at all after divorcing him. Instead, the woman's face looked bright with a wide smile that reluctantly disappeared from the corner of her lips.

"So, because of your foster brother, have you forgotten me?" murmured Erik while continuing to look at Varissa who was fun playing mobile phone.

"Or... You're deliberately making me jealous by using that stupid guy?"

After 5 minutes, Dikta came out with two glasses of Americano ice. One he gave to Varissa who immediately greeted him with thanks while putting his phone back in the bag. Shortly after, the two stepped out into the parking lot. Erik followed behind.

"Where's the key?" Dikta's hand was thrust out asking for Varissa's car keys as soon as they reached the parking lot.

"Now!" The woman gave the key to Dikta.

Suddenly, the sound of applause was heard. Varissa and Dikta who had been about to open the car door turned their heads together.

"Mas Erik?" varissa said with furrowed brows.

"Yes, it's me, Va!" said Erik. "Good yeah! Just a few months into our divorce, you've been in a forbidden relationship with your own foster brother!" point it with a cynical look.

Dikta just responds casually. The man leaned against the body of the car as he watched what Erik wanted to do. She felt she had no right to interfere in the affairs between Varissa and her ex-husband as long as the man did not commit violence. Only his sharp eyes continued to scrutinize Erik's movements.

"Bidden relationship? What do you mean, Mas?" ask Varissa astonished.

"You're dating, aren't you, your foster brother?" erik asked in a loud voice while pointing at Dikta.

Varissa took a long breath. This mortal man suddenly appeared only to provoke his irritation.

"If so, why? Does that have anything to do with you? Nothing, right? After all, there's not a single law that says we can't love and have each other."

Erik's chest rumbled at Varissa's reply. The words of his ex-wife sounded loud and full of conviction.

"Are you ashamed of people? Masa' dating her own foster brother?" erik's ridicule underestimates.

Varissa took a breath. "Well, why the hell, man? Shame on me, too. Why should you bother? Anyway, just so you know! Dikta was brought with Papa, not to be made a brother to me. Instead, Papa brought him just to look after me."

"He's the soul mate that Papa prepared for me!" varissa is full of emphasis.

Erik was speechless. What did Varissa say? The soul mate her father prepared? Heh!!

"If she is indeed the match that Papa prepared you for you, why did you marry me instead?"

"Because I'm stupid!" Varissa bowed for a moment before looking back at Erik. "I'm too blind to see Papa's sincerity and your lies! But now, my eyes are wide open. I went back to the path that Papa chose because it was the best path." He looked at Dikta with a smile.

"You think he's different from me, Va?" Erik again pointed to Dikta. "I can assure you, you'll regret choosing him," he shouted loudly as he walked away from there with his breath up and down.

*Note: For my loyal readers, the update is not to be waited for, dear! You see, Thor feels guilty if you read your comments, some are willing to stay up late for the sake of waiting for this novel. Honestly, Thor has often confided in other Thor novel series that Thor is a housewife and worker as well. So, update only the four Thor only. But Thor always tries to have at least one chapter a day. With a schedule that is definitely not uncertain update hours. Sometimes it can be midnight, dawn, morning, afternoon, even afternoon. Sometimes it doesn't update at all.

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