Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 56
Week pass.
That afternoon, a black sports car suddenly stopped at Stevi's residence. Women who have not worked since divorce, choose to spend time at home. There was nothing else he could do but live his day enjoying the luxuries that Wira had given him.
Getting out of the car in a full black suit of sunglasses covering his blue eye bead, Dennis stepped towards the house. The man was not alone, there were three large-bodied men following behind him.
“STEV! Open door!” shouted Dennis, banging on the door of the house tight.
“STEV!” shouted again.
Hening—
“STEV! I'll have my men break it down!” shout Dennis.
His hand was clenched, ready to hit the door of the board for the umpteenth time, but Stevi's beautiful face appeared from inside the house. Surprised and confused.
“What else do you want? What do you want?” Stevi stood at the door, blocking Dennis. He couldn't just let Dennis into his house.
“Surge! I'm going to see Nola!” he said, barging in. Accidentally hit Stevi, so the woman took a few steps back.
“What do you want?” stevi asked, still trying to hold back.
I want Nola. She's mydaughter. Of course I want to take it after Wira divorces you.” Dennis answered casually.
“Can't! Nola my daughter, you can't take it for granted,” prevent Stevi.
“Nola is also my daughter. Remember that, do I need to show you the test results if Nola Pelangie Wirayudha is my biological daughter!” Dennis said with his voice.
The man is seen walking towards Nola's room. Just about to grab the doorknob of the room, Stevi had already prevented it first.
“Cannot. You can't take Nola from me. I'm his mother, Dennis.”
Dennis wettest. “What kind of mother are you. Even my daughter is more with the Goddess, her nanny.”
“Don't tell me you love Nola. You held him back so that Wira would still give you all these luxuries, right? Don't think I don't know your cunning brains, Stev!” Dennis.
“Goddess! Take Nola out now. We'll get out of this house, get everything ready,” cried Dennis, banging on his daughter's bedroom door.
“Can't! You can't take Nola from me. She's my daughter,” insists Stevi.
Looks like Dennis called one of his bodyguards. Asking them to keep Stevi from interfering with any preconceived plans.
“If it wasn't for me, there wouldn't be Nola, Stev. You think just relying on yourself, you can make Nola alone.” Dennis laughed ruthlessly.
“You set me up. I don't know shit. All of this was your game from the beginning.” Stevi let out an annoyed scream, as both of her hands were blocked. He can't fight Dennis.
“Yes, and you enjoy this game. You're involved, Stev. I just follow the direction the wind is blowing. Seeing you so obsessed with my sister Wira, I thought there was no harm in granting her a moment. Let you think that the Hero did it.” Dennis wettest.
“However, after knowing everything, are you not willing to release the Hero either. I'm just following your game, Stev.” Dennis smiled cunningly.
“I don't know anything. You set everything up. I don't even know who I'm sleeping with, I only know when I woke up the Hero next to me. Of course I sue Wira!” stevi.
“Wira can give me everything, different from a poor man like you!” ejek Stevi's.
“Hahahaha .. yes, I am poor. I don't want to argue with you, Stev.” Dennis decided on the debate, choosing to go into his daughter's room. Let Stevi who thrashed in his bodyguard check.
As soon as the door was opened, it appeared that Nola's nanny was preparing all the equipment of the little girl who was fast asleep in her soft bed.
“Kak Dennis ...” greet nanny Nola, smile.
“Pack your things, Dew. We home. Your job is done. I came home to Bandung a week ago,” explained Dennis, in a soft tone. It was a lot different when I spoke to Stevi.
“Yes, Brother Dennis.” Nola's nanny replied.
“Bring as necessary, Dew. I can buy you everything Nola wants.” Dennis walked over to his daughter. Bringing the sleeping little girl into his arms.
“DENNIS! You can't just take Nola with you. She's my daughter!” stevi shouted while crying.
“Sssstt, don't be noisy. Nola is sleeping. She's my daughter too. He's had enough with a woman like you. My daughter doesn't need a mother like you. If you want your daughter, let's meet in court. I have proof of how rude you have been to treat Nola all this time,” Dennis laughed, staring around the house.
“Two years, I know all what you're doing, Stev. Even I saw how you seduced the Hero and had to end up being abandoned. So sad and disgusting. We have the same blood, of course we have the same taste. My brother wouldn't be interested in a cheap woman like you, Stev.” Dennis walked out of the house, followed by Goddess the nanny.
Dennis's black car ran fast, along with Stevi who was crying while running after. The woman was sitting limp in her yard. A few weeks ago when Wira divorced her, she still had Nola. After all, Nola would still keep him safe and secure. The hero will not give up his responsibility. But now, everything is falling apart because of Dennis.
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From Stevi's house, Dennis's car drove to Wirayudha's house. Yes, the next destination is a residence that is the base of everything. The destruction, the wounds and the cries he had been enduring.
As soon as his car stopped in the yard, Dennis was greeted by the Wira who had just got off his car. The handsome man was seen dragging a suitcase into the house.
“Sorry .. can I meet Mrs Wirayudha?” dennis asked, seen down accompanied by a bodiguard carrying a suitcase and a map.
“There is a need to see my mama” asked Wira, stopped her footsteps. Instead of staring at Dennis from head to toe. Of course Wira recognized who the guests who visited her parents' house this afternoon. Dennis Wijaya, the man who has recently become his target because of his closeness to Stevi.
“There is little personal need with Mrs Wirayudha,” says Dennis looks relaxed. Trying to smile kindly at the Hero, in order to be allowed to enter.
Still clutching tightly to his suitcase, Wira looked doubtful. However, he eventually allowed Dennis into the house.
And here's Dennis, sitting waiting on the couch in the Wirayudha family living room. There are many words that have been used in the past 28 years. There are many complaints that he wants to spill on the Madam of the house.
“Wait a minute, I'll call my mama,” say goodbye Wira, drag her suitcase in. He just got back from Borneo. Not yet rested, but the arrival of a mysterious guest made him curious.
Before long, Wira shows up with her mother. The middle-aged woman smiled warmly welcoming the foreign guest whose face was very familiar. Like I ever knew him. Where and who, he could not guess.
“Good day, Madam. Introduce me Dennis Wijaya, the only son of Andi Wijaya,” said Dennis thrusting his hand, smiling sweetly at Mama Wira. Deliberately emphasis when mentioning the name Andi Wijaya.
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