
Too suspicious. Now Delilah looked at the white building in front of her. It's like a shophouse, when in Indonesia call it. The building is clearly lined with other buildings.
It's very strategic. Shopping centers are crowded by local residents and tourists who vacation in London.
Finding a place here is not easy. It is also very expensive. The question is, where did Nayaka get the money? Must be from his parents. It's not wrong, and Delilah doesn't like it.
"I want to go home." Delilah took a step, but Nayaka quickly prevented it. "Take my hand off."
"You don't like the building? If you don't like it, we can find another place."
Delilah looked at her ex-husband. "Where did you get the money? You borrowed from the bank? Tell me, Nay. Honest me. It is impossible from a loan. We just moved in here, and the bank can't possibly cash in on a big fund. Oh, did you use your big name as the son of Omar Malik Hawwas?"
"What are you saying, baby. I never did that."
"Don't call me that." Delilah raised her index finger. "I don't need this building. I can rent another place with my own money."
"Don't be angry, Del. I can explain. This isn't money from my father. It's my money. The result of my hard work" said Nayaka.
"Omong empty!" Delilah emotion heard it. Nayaka is still lying, even though he's been caught. "Working in two places, it is impossible to rent this place. You think I don't understand about good or bad buildings. You don't fool me, Nayaka."
"I'm not lying to you. I'm using my own money."
"That's it. I'm just going home."
"Listen first, Delilah."
"Don't get in my way or I'll get very angry."
Delilah won't even get in Nayaka's car. He stopped the taxi to drive her back to the apartment.
Nayaka is catching up with him soon. When they arrive at the apartment building, Nayaka allows Delilah to enter first. This time he would let his lover calm down. Forcing Delilah would only make him even more angry.
At night, Nayaka does not come for dinner. This becomes the subject of Kyomi's question because unlike usual, the father does not join them.
"Mama marahan again?" tanyakanya.
"Mama's just pissed at your Papa." Delilah got up from her seat. He took a bushel, then filled it with food. "Give this to Papa."
"Mommy's mad why, anyway?"
"Darling, there are times when adults also fight. Mama's upset that your dad lied. That's not good" Delilah said.
"Lying for good is okay, too."
Delilah glared at hearing that. "Don't listen to your father. This ... tell your dad to eat."
Kyomi nodded. Grabbing a meal from his mother, then stepping away to the next apartment.
"Mr ... It's Kyomi." He pressed the bell.
There was no sign of Nayaka to open the door. Kyomi pressed the numbers on the doorknob, and opened.
"Papa's sleeping." The food was placed on the table because Nayaka slept on the sofa. "Mr ...."
Nayaka muttering. Slowly he opened his eyes, and saw Kyomi sitting down looking at him.
"Darling, are you here?"
"Mom tell Papa to eat."
Nayaka is waking up. "Mama's not looking for Papa?"
Kyomi shakes.
"Mama's angry with Papa?"
Kyomi nodded.
"Yes, already. Papa eat."
"Kyomi's home, huh?"
Nayaka nodded. "Yes. Sleep directly. Tomorrow Papa's taking her to school."
"Kyomi wants to take the school bus."
"You'll have to wait at the stop then."
"Papa just get there."
Kyomi answered, then walked away. Nayaka enjoys dinner from Delilah.
The next morning, Delilah still did not rebuke Nayaka. Breakfast was quiet. Only Kanaka's voice laughed as she received the food for the first time.
Kanaka is six months old. Nayaka and his family have been in London for three months.
"Kyomi is done. Mama, Kyomi's leaving." Kyomi kissed Delilah's cheek as she shifted from the dining chair.
"Wait in the living room. Papa will be done too."
"Be careful, honey!" exclaim Delilah.
Nayaka did not dare to rebuke Delilah. The face of his lover is unsightly. Just pout, even though Kanaka is laughing right now.
"If your face pouts, Kanaka will be sad."
"Kanaka is laughing." Delilah played her tongue, which made Kanaka laugh. "Yes, right, honey? Kanaka's happy, right?"
"I'll go to work first." Nayaka shifted from her chair. He kissed Kanaka on the forehead, then reached out to Delilah. "If you're no longer angry, talk to me."
Delilah kissed the back of Nayaka's hand, but she did not respond to her ex-husband's last words.
As the two had exited the apartment, Delilah rushed towards the window. He looked down.
"Santi Ma'am!" call him.
"Yes, Miss."
"I'm leaving. You keep feeding Kanaka."
Santi nodded. "Yes ...."
Must investigate. Delilah will visit Nayaka's workplace. Fortunately, it has activated GPS. He could tell where Nayaka was at the moment.
Delilah takes a taxi to Brook Star cafe. He asked the driver to stop not far from there. Delilah came out after paying her fare. Fortunately Delilah was ready. He wears a jacket, and a hat for lurking.
"Will Nayaka know I'm following her?" Delilah was worried. He was wearing a new jacket and hat. "Just get in, deh."
When Delilah walked in, she saw Nayaka sitting on her laptop screen with a cup of coffee and chocolate cake beside her.
"Excuse me." Delilah stopped the maid. "I want to ask you something. You see that guy in the box shirt? He's my husband, I'm spying on him. I'm afraid he's cheating. I'd like to ask. Does he come here often?"
"Oh, that guy comes here every day. He's just alone. Sometimes there are two men with him."
Delilah nodded. "Thank you for your answer."
Delilah had guessed. Nayaka lied to her. The man does not work part-time in two places, but instead hangs out in a cafe while staring at a laptop screen.
Delilah came to Nayaka. He sat down in front of his childhood friend. "So, is this your job?"
Nayaka smiled. He already knew Delilah when the woman came in and asked the waiter. He had a glance at the visitor who entered, and apparently it was his lover.
"Dries. Sitting beside me. I'll show you what my job is."
Delilah. It looks at a moving chart with numbers that are not easy to understand.
"This what?"
"Crypto money. I built a crypto money app. Global Coin. Now you see this."
Nayaka showed one more, but featured the longest cars.
"You want to buy a car?"
"No" answered Nayaka. "I made a used car sales app. Shine Driver."
"Since when?" Delilah really doesn't know. "There's no way in 3 months you'll make a profit."
"Long time. About 7 years ago, and now I'm making a fortune. Have you heard of Global Drvcon?"
Delilah. "You're the CEO?"
Nayaka chuckles. "You just found out who I really am, right?"
"Geez!"
Seriate