
Kiano challenged Nayaka. "You mean my question?"
"You made Kyomi think a no-no."
"I just wanted to tell Kyomi that she's going to have a new Papa."
"Kyomi doesn't want a new Papa!" Kyomi said that while crossing her arms around her stomach. Her face was bent, evidence Kyomi did not agree to have many parents.
"Loh, doesn't Kyomi have a new Mama too?" ask Kiano.
"Angel's aunt isn't Mama Kyomi."
"But Kyomi likes Mama Angel, right?"
"Kyomi likes everyone. But Kyomi doesn't want to have two Mama and two Papa."
"Already, Kiano. What are you talking about, anyway?" Delilah reprimands.
While Nayaka can breathe a sigh of relief over Kyomi's remarks. There was also a good thing that his daughter was friends with Sydney. The experience of Kyomi's friends living in France was the cause.
"We better take a photo together." Vincent.
"Vin, do you like Delilah?" Again Kiano provoked a question that invites emotion for Nayaka.
Vincent looked at Delilah. "Yes, I like him." Then, the man smiled.
"I agree you're with her." Kiano chuckled, and the two roared.
Delilah blushed in shame. Who doesn't flutter is spelled out like that by a handsome guy. Delilah was also an ordinary woman.
The more left, the more emotional. If Nayaka refutes, then Kiano will become. Ignore. Nayaka as much as possible calmed the anger in him.
All of the photos were taken together including Delilah and Vincent. Nayaka just looked at it. Does he have to prevent? It wants like that. But who is he to Delilah now? Delilah is a widow. They have split religiously. Nayaka was fed up with this situation. He got out of his seat, and went out of the house. He might be crazy to be inside.
"Prepare three tickets for me, Sofwan. I want to go home this afternoon too. Oh, yeah, you sent people to come here. Just to peck at Delilah." Nayaka said on the phone. After Sofwan said 'yes' then he closed the call.
"Why?"
Nayaka gasp. He looked back. "I'll be home this afternoon."
"You angry?"
"Not at all."
"Oh, you want to go home because you miss your wife?"
"Enough, Del!"
"You still don't believe me? You even hired people to spy on me."
"Look, right, I'm afraid you're in danger. You only live with two house assistants. Our son is also a baby. I thought about that."
The female assistant Nayaka sent, had already come first to Switzerland.
"Why do you want to go home worrying about me?"
Nayaka grabbed Delilah's hand. "Come with me, huh?"
Delilah took off her ex's hand. "No!"
"Then wait for me."
"Until when?" Delilah shifted her eyes.
Nayaka grabbed that chin. Looking into Delilah's eyes. "Just for a minute."
Nayaka really came home. Only themselves. Kyomi and Omar stayed overnight again.
At three o'clock in the morning, Nayaka arrived at his residence. He did not go directly to Angel's room, but to the main room. Especially in addition to avoiding arguments. Nayaka is also tired from long trips, despite just sitting in the plane.
In the morning when she was about to have breakfast, Angel found out her husband was coming home. But he did not want to disturb Nayaka who was fast asleep. Angel only saw her husband sleeping by taking off his top clothes.
Slowly he got on the bed. Plumped down beside Nayaka, watching the deep face. She missed her husband. This should be a good time to mix love.
Angel ventured to touch Nayaka's body. He rubbed it gently. Get closer to Nayaka so he can kiss the brown body.
"Nay ...." Angel. She needs her husband. Didn't Omar want her to get pregnant? Angel wants to get pregnant again in order to give her in-laws a grandchild.
Angel again kissed Nayaka's front body. Neck, collarbone, not separated from the touch. Nayaka blinked, feeling something teasing her.
Eyes rounded. Nayaka pushed Angel to the side of the bed.
"You're disturbing my sleep." Nayaka pissed. Not from waking up, but what Angel did.
"Sorry, Nay. I want you."
Nayaka shakes. "You go out first. I need to talk to you."
"What do you want to say?"
"Go out first, Angel. Don't always provoke my anger. What's the matter with you, anyway? You're not the Angel I know."
"Women like me can change, Nay. If you want to tell me to divorce me, I won't accept it. You have no reason to dump me."
"I don't love you" said Nayaka. "Rather than together, it's better to separate. We seek each other's happiness."
"Living in a household is not about love. I will not expect your love again. I just want you to be responsible for me. I'm your wife, Nay."
"Now not anymore. I'm divorcing you, Angel! You're not my wife anymore. From this moment on, you and I are not husband and wife."
"Day!" scream Angel.
"I'm sorry I won't be able to heal your wounds, Angel. I'm guilty, but I'm even more wrong to let you stay by my side. I'm here, but my thoughts are on the woman there."
"I don't accept this. You divorced me because of Delilah. You think Delilah will take you back? You misunderstood your little girlfriend, Nay. You will suffer for him. You'll regret coming back to her!" Angel sniffling. He could no longer hold back his tears.
"If this is true, I will be tortured again. I fell many times because of him. I don't mind falling down again. I can't be with you not just because of Delilah. But my heart is tormented, Angel. I regretted this marriage from the beginning."
"You'll never be happy, Nay. You hurt me!"
"I knew. That's why I took you off early so that the pain didn't get deeper. You're tormented in this marriage, me too. Split is the best way."
Nayaka woke up from her bed. Pick up a shirt on the couch, then get out of the room.
This is better. She herself, Delilah herself, and Angel. Only fate alone determines where the fate of their last love will dock. Either in a new partner or an old partner.
The power of marriage is not strong. Once Nayaka said talak, then break the marriage bond. There is no power, nor the demand to derail it. Angel can only stop.
Since Angel has not left the house, Nayaka returns to her apartment. He wants to talk to his ex-wife about whatever Angel wants. However, this does not seem right.
Nayaka had not told Delilah when she made the video call. Let it be like this. Delilah also tells Kyomi that she will be at her place overnight because Omar decided to go home on a private plane.
"Mrs, where are you going?"
The housekeeper was astonished to see Angel dragging the suitcase in hand.
"If Mr. Nayaka asks you, just tell me I'm on vacation in Europe. I want to calm down first."
Seriate