LAST LADY

Chapter 108 The Quarrel

His name is just children, after school Putra and Wjaya can not wait to immediately take his toys that yesterday afternoon bought by Cytra. Then they play in their own room.

Meanwhile, the gift of a toy from Ibra is still intact has not been opened by Cytra. The large, neatly wrapped box was brought to his room. And then kept in a hidden place.

Cytra will not give the big box of toys that are not yet clear to the Son. When he got out of the car and Putra asked what the package was carrying, Cytra said it was his friend's property.

Sorry why he brought home a gift from his ex-girlfriend. Why not just stay in the cafeteria next to the school. Finished the business. Now by being kept in his room, neither guarantee Son nor Radita not knowing.

"Damn it, why am I bothered by this trivial thing," he murmured.

Yes, Cytra must indeed want to be bothered by the big dus if his steady journey to marriage with Radita does not want to fail. The son now no longer refuses Radita to be his father. While Radita himself was convinced that Ibra was no longer in Cytra's mind.

Earlier this morning when together to take Putra and Sanjaya to school, it was asked by Radita.

"You sure and steady, Cy?" ask Radita while driving.

"You mean our plan?" cytra said as she turned to the seat behind her where Putra and Sanjaya were sitting looking out the window.

"Yes, that one plan" Radita said codenamedly so that Putra or Sanjaya did not know what was meant in their conversation.

"Yes, I'm steady" Cytra said as she looked at Radita with a feeling of love.

The man who is now much more mature than before was holding Cytra's hand with his left hand. Because the right hand holds the steering wheel.

"Do you not remember Ibra?" Radita took off her hand.

"Why are you asking him again?" Cytra looked at Radita again and the man seemed to be smiling sweetly.

"It's only natural that I'm suspicious of him, and it's jealous that you still remember him today" Radita replied without anger.

"Yes, reasonable. It's unnatural that you're not jealous" Cytra responded lightly.

"But you've already and won't remember him anymore?"

"No sir!" cytra joked.

But now with a gift in the form of a large dus containing a toy from Ibra, whether Radita will believe that he has forgotten Ibra. Then don't let it get caught. Although it was a gift to the Son but the one who received it from the hand of Ibra was himself. Means there's interaction, there's conversation and there's meetings!

"Well, God, why did I realize that at this moment?" cytra's heart.

Cytra's confused. Then he took back the big box from his place and was taken out by looking at the situation first, whether there was a Son or Vijaya. Do not be seen by them.

Cytra brought the dus back. He walked a bit hastily through some rooms in the mansion like that palace. Then stop in front of the warehouse room. He threw the box inside. Then go back to his room.

Simultaneously Radita came with a beaming face because he saw in front of Cytra's luxurious car hanging out in the garage. The owner is at home. Obey her orders after returning home from school to wait for the children at home. Don't think about work first.

Tok!..tok!.tok!

The knocking sound of Cytra's room door was heard slowly but was very audible by Cytra who was inside.

"I'm amazed at you, willing to obey the orders of the future husband," said Radita glad when Cytra opened her bedroom door and sat on the sofa in front of her room.

"Thank you, Mom. What's going on in the afternoon like coming home?" Cytra called her future husband with a mas.

Cytra was actually astonished at Radita's sudden return. While Cytra's heart was still filled with fear about the gift of toys from Ibra that he had secured in the warehouse.

"I'm going to go home fast, baby. Because we want fittings today. Just a little annoyed that Ibra called me at the office" Radita said lightly but felt like she was hitting Cytra's heart. Don't-don't you??

"Do you want him to call, Mas?" cytra asked worriedly when Radita seemed ordinary.

"His habitual behavior is like that. Just ask me how I'm doing. After it's answered it's off the hape."

"Yes, it's like that. Sometimes strange behavior appears. But that's why we bother talking about him."

"Yes, Mas himself said I was told to forget it. But instead Mas himself talked about him."

"I just want to tell you, if he called me earlier," Radita said still with a mediocre expression. Though Cytra's heart still continues to dagdigdug. There were two frank choices about giving gifts from Ibra, or not saying anything at all.

"How, Honey?" tanya Radita surprises Cytra who is daydreaming.

Cytra hastily neutralized her feelings.

"Is it not too early fittings, Mas?" cytra said later.

"A little over two weeks we're getting married. Preparation must be done quickly. Now we just have to do the fitting."

"I want to be honest with Mas. But don't be mad, do you?" pinta Cytra is like a child.

"What do you want to say?" Radita's face suddenly changed. The former cheerful now his eel looks wrinkled.

"As for ibra" Cytra ventured to mention the name.

"What's? Ibra? Ibra again. Aren't we not going to talk about that person anymore."

"Yes, this is important I tell Mas. I wanted to hide it at first. But I think it's useless for us to get married if we're still hiding each other's secrets."

"If I had no more secrets. You already know for yourself. I am divorced from Vika. And your boyfriend is no more than you."

"Yes, I believe in Mas. I also don't expect to go back with him."

"Why do you want to talk about that jerk again" Radita's voice hardened, not liking Cytra to mention Ibra.

"Mind me, don't be the no-no first. Didn't I tell you I broke up with Ibra."

"But it seems like you're still thinking about him!" radita's voice is getting louder.

"Don't get angry...I just wanted to say...." Cytra's sentence is interrupted because it looks like Radita is leaving her.

"Mas! Listen to me first, I want to talk, "Cytra's after Radita who's walking to her room.

Radita stopped at the door of her room. Then he said:

"You're saying you're still dating her, right?"

"I'm not dating. I met him in the school cafeteria at Putra."

"Ah, just excuse you!" Radita opened the door of her room and closed it back violently.

"Mas!" shout Cytra.

There was no welcome from Radita. The door to the room was locked. Cytra could only stare at the door with an uncalled feeling.

Cytra finally turned right back to her own room. In the room he laid his body on the bed in annoyance.

While Radita in the room linked Ibra's phone while he was in the office with Ctra's confession who met in the cafeteria next to Putra's school. It seems like the time is almost the same. Or was it when Ibra actually mocked him by calling just saying what's up. He is dating Cytra.

"Fuckers!" Radita kicked the table in her room hard.

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