LOVED YOU

CHAPTER 40 - IMPATIENT

"Andra, what about Lala?" ask Mama after Lala and her papa come home. She is now with her husband in Andra's custody.

"I can't love Lala." Andra answered with her head down. He was honest with them.

The two middle-aged people were breathing simultaneously.

"You can't not love Lala. You don't want to love her." Mama said justifying.

Mama saw how serious Lala was to Andra. How sincere Lala felt about her son. And Andra...

His son did not want to see that. Closing his eyes and ears. Andra did not melt.

"You want to go back to Ana?" now papa makes sure.

Andra did not answer. He doesn't know either.

"Lala was very kind and her feelings are just as sincere as you are. If you want to separate, we won't stand in the way. Mama also pity Lala, hoping for the uncertain." Mama will give up. He did not want Lala to continue to hope for her son.

Andra remained silent and chose not to answer.

"The decision is in your hands!" Papa patted the son's shoulder. Then the wife walked out of the living room.

Before long Andra went into the room. He went up to the bed and made the wall as usual.

"Why hasn't he come out yet?" Andra looked towards the bathroom. Lala's been in there too long.

'Good!!!' Andra covered her face. He forgot that now Lala was in the house next door. Even still think, if he's rooming with Lala.

Andra throws a barrier roll and stretches out her hand.

"It's finally airy too!" Andra felt like her burden was starting to disappear. There's no more Lala the rioter.

Andra grabbed her phone and looked at her social media. He opened Ana's profile.

The man smiled, there was still a picture of them there. Ana did not remove it.

But, uh,

Deg

Andra's face became irritated. Ana just posted a recent photo.

With my husband

Andra's heart feels hot to see a photo of Ana with Ferdi. In the photo the two men throw each other a smile.

Andra screeches. He still thinks about Ana, but Ana is like that. Forgot about.

It was as if what had been between them meant nothing.

Andra got up and walked to the balcony. This room feels hot. He needs fresh air.

'Did he?' Andra saw Lala also on the balcony of her house.

Ting

Ting

Ting

'Who did he send a message to?' inner Andra suddenly kepo.

Lala's face until an indistinct smile returned the message.

Andra was looking at the night view. The breeze that blew seemed to cool his feelings now.

Andra glanced back at Lala. Smile on the phone too. Looks like Lala is replying to a message from her new crush.

'The finger is still injured?' Andra looked at Lala's finger as the woman pulled over her own hair.

Andra shakes. He would not care about the woman anymore. He also looked back at the night view

'Mas Andra!' Lala was shocked when she saw Andra was also on the balcony. He didn't know when Andra was there.

Andra was looking at the night view.

'I miss!' Lala misses that guy. Even though Andra was cold to her. But every night they would sleep in the same bed.

Lala almost every night, looked at Andra's face until satisfied. After that, he slept.

'Lala's husband's servant! If we split up, there must be a lot of women chasing Andra's widower later.' Lala was sad.

"Mas Andra.." call Lala.

Andra turned towards the voice. He saw Lala smiling at him.

"Why hasn't Mas Andra slept?" ask Lala later.

"Not sleepy." Answer Andra only then.

Lala nodded in understanding. He looked forward, keeping his phone.

"Mas Andra, do you want Lala to make breakfast tomorrow?" tanya Lala is stale. He wanted to talk to Andra.

"Not to." Reject Andra quickly and immediately embraced Lala.

'What do you expect Lala!!!' Lala is in the heart.

Lala yawned and spread her hands.

"Lala's sleepy. Lala go in first, Mas. Good night!" lala.

"Hm." That was Andra's answer.

Lala immediately went into the room. He did not want to grieve for Andra anymore.

Andra looked at Lala who went inside in a hurry.

'Surely he wants to continue texting with his bluff! Not very impatient!!!'

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