LAST LADY

Chapter 91 Love Pura Pura

In a cafe that is not so crowded, Deryll enjoyed the first night of his romance with Ibra by drinking while listening to live music.

Several times Deryll asked to dance with Ibra but was refused. So he just leaned spoiled onto Ibra's shoulder.

"By leaning in like this it feels like my heart is very peaceful, dear" said Deryll.

Ibra, who felt the heavy weight of Deryll's leaning body, then pushed the body to sit back perfectly.

"Why?" Deryll looked at Ibra's face in wonder.

"We've been sitting around like this for a long time" Ibra lamented.

"You want to sleep now, baby," Deryll's eyes twinkled.

"You forgot your original purpose for coming here" Ibra reminded.

"Oh, yes. But it hasn't been seen that person yet" Deryll re-examined the employees and the security cafes around him.

"If only so look for those who will not meet. And are you sure that guy works at this cafe?"

"What I remember. At that time he said the security guard of this cafe."

"Do you still remember his face?"

"Still, if you look at his face again, I'll know."

"Is it better that we just ask one of them about the event?"

"OKs. Let's approach the security at the door," asked Deryll then move from his chair followed by Ibra.

"Sorry, excuse me" Deryll said after confronting the security guard.

"Yes, there's something I can help you with."

"About a month ago my husband died from drinking a lot here. I want to thank the security guard at that time who wanted to take him to the hospital," said Deryll.

The man did not answer immediately. He observed Deryll and Ibra first. Once it was deemed that nothing was suspicious then he spoke.

"Yes, I remember that incident. For a moment I called his man on duty at that time" said the man as he took the HP in his vest pocket.

Not long after the man called, came a short and stocky man. Deryll still remembers the man handing over Morgant's belongings including a letter containing the last message from her husband.

"What's looking for me, madam?" said the fat man.

"I remember father. The father who handed over the wallet, glasses and others belonged to the victim who fainted because most of the drinking was right?" Deryll.

"Yes I remember. Morgant's wife was two. Madam and the other....Where's he not coming?" said the man.

"Yes, it's Cytra. I haven't seen each other since the hospital. That's why I'm here to ask you, Father."

"I don't know where he is" said the middle-aged man puzzled.

"Not he, I want to ask."

"Then ask what? Didn't all the victim's belongings I've handed over to the Madam

"That's not what I mean."

"Then what. Why are you asking me that now?"

"The story is long, sir. I just want to know if you're researching all of Mr Morgant's stuff that was handed to me?"

"I gave it all up. I didn't take any of the victims' belongings. Until the piece of paper in his pocket I did not take it," said the fat man earnestly.

"Yes, that's what I want to ask you!" deryll is happy.

"meaning?"

"The piece of paper has the writing. You read it, right?" deryll asked impatiently to listen to the answer.

The one being asked suddenly nodded. He feels that he has acted honestly to give all the belongings of the victim to the entitled without reducing or taking a little from it. But about that one he felt guilty for having read it.

"I'm sorry I've read it, ma'am," replied the stocky man in a guilty manner.

"I forgot to. But the hell hasn't the lady read it?" asked the big guy in wonder.

"The letter was taken by Morgant's other wife. So far I have not told him. Even now he's just gone nowhere."

"What a favor Morgant's other wife is to the mistress."

"Please remember what it is. Is there anything about the division of property or inheritance?"

"All I remember is that it doesn't exist as the lady mentioned."

"Try me to remember again. What's it about?"

"If it's not wrong.... Eeng just ordered or ordered to take care of the company."

"You sure that's all it's got?"

"The letter contained a little. Just two lines of paragraph."

"Oh yes, sir. Then thank you sir for the description," Ibra interrupted while greeting the stocky man.

Deryll went to greet while giving two pieces of money a hundred thousand to the stocky man.

"What the hell are you. I still want to ask you again if you've just taken it for granted." Deryll blames Ibra.

"Isn't it clear the point of the letter. There is nothing about inheritance or the division of wealth."

"Why do you believe that so?"

"Capek follow your wishes," said Ibra annoyed and called a taxi that was parked in front of the cafe building.

Without asking much more Deryll followed behind. Arriving at the hotel where they were staying, no words came out of the mouths of the two of them. Only after entering the room and falling on the bed did Deryll ask again.

"Why don't you seem to be sincere about helping me, baby?" said Deryll spoiled.

"I've taken you to look for Cytra anywhere, whether it's not a form of sincerity," Ibra said.

"But from the light of your eyes I don't see you sincerely helping me. Let alone love," said Deryll by draping his head into Ibra's breastplate.

From the bottom of Ibra's heart, she felt more in love with Cytra than the woman she had just met.

His participation in Jakarta just wanted to know what exactly is the intention of Deryll looking for Cytra. Besides that, he also wants to meet Cytra who has been attached to his heart. It's wrong that Deryll thinks Ibra is in love with him.

"I love you, baby, said Ibra of course not according to his heart.

"Lying" said Deryll.

"Yes if you don't believe." Ibra turned her back to Deryll.

"IIihh..., how, anyway! That's what it is!" Deryll pulled Ibra's body back into position.

"You don't believe that I love you" Ibra reasoned.

"Try to prove that you love me" challenged Deryll.

Deryll's challenge reminds Ibra of the past. When first acquainted with Cytra and unexpected at that time got a challenge making love from Cytra. Then he asked in his heart whether the woman who would sleep with him was the last woman who would be his wife? There won't be another woman he'll sleep with?

The question in his heart then became a wish when his mother agreed that Ibra would marry Cytra. But hope is only hope. Because the next day Ibra was still adventuring love without end.

"Come prove that you love me?" deryll asked again in his daydream.

Ibra just smiled a little. In his heart asked if it was true to love Deryll? Was it just because she was driven by her chronic playboy illness that she could now sleep in one bed with Deryll?

"Let's kiss me if you really love me" insisted Deryll, leaving Ibra in a corner.

"I'm sorry Cytra. It turns out that until now I have not been able to keep this feeling of love to you," Ibra muttered when then Deryll started***** her lips. Grunts to his neck and chest....

That night Ibra did not fully serve Deryll's game. Cytra's shadow greatly disturbs his concentration.

Moreover, the plan is tomorrow to meet with Cytra. What he should say. Just accompany Deryll who is in need of help? Or just admit that he's actually a cuckoo cat!

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