LOVED YOU

CHAPTER 42 - ACCORDING TO

"This is where I live." Ferdi's words brought Ana to his mansion.

'Whoa... Is he a rich man?' Ana was amazed at the luxurious house. Very complete and the furniture is super luxurious.

All this time Ana thought, Ferdi was a poor and unemployed man. But, the man instead lived in a luxurious mansion like this.

"Why? You surprised?" asked Ferdi noticing Ana's facial expression.

"You must be surprised because I'm not what you've imagined. Ana, Ana... I'm unemployed, but I'm not a poor man." Said Ferdi while raising his eyebrows.

"I-I'm sorry." Ana apologizes for her ignorance all along.

"Yes already. Here, wear. Your needs. Yes, because you are now my wife. I'm obligated to meet your needs." Ferdi gives an atm card to Ana's hand.

Ana silently looked at the atm card.

"And because I'm married. I'll work at my papa's company. So that my wife doesn't consider me an unemployed man." Ferdi said back.

Ana lowered her head. He was ashamed of himself.

"Open Group, it's my papa's company. And it'll be passed on to me." Ferdi.

Ana opened her eyes. He knows about the company. Ferdi was really a rich kid. He regretted saying something bad to the man.

'Can't get Andra, it's okay. Ferdi is richer. My life will be assured.' Inner Ana smiled faintly. Although the marriage was canceled with Andra, but he got a more wow husband.

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That afternoon, Lala stood on the balcony of her home. He saw Andra rushing in the car and slowly leaving.

It's been a week. Andra never came or saw Lala at her house. Yeah, Andra's like a single guy who doesn't have a wife.

'Mas Andra does not care about Lala!' Lala took a deep breath, enduring the tightness in her heart.

Lala went inside and immediately laid her body on the bed.

'Where is Andra going?' lala wondered. It was night and Andra left.

Where are you going Andra?

Who's he gonna meet?

Did Andra meet Ana?

Or Andra met a woman she knew?

'What does Lala mean in Mas Andra's life? Is it just a display?'

Lala wiped her tears. It is sad to be in this position. Which was never considered Andra.

Andra drove her car to a house. He pressed the bell.

And soon the door opened. Andra's eyes stared intently at the man who opened the door.

"Andra, comein!" Ferdi.

Andra came in and sat on the sofa.

"Ana, make our guests drink!" pinta Ferdi to his wife.

Andra squeezed his hand. We were? Those words are disgusting.

"Please!" Ana put the tea on the table. He sat down next to Ferdi.

Andra's breathing rumbled to see Ana now. The woman was so close to Ferdi.

"What are you here for?" tanya Ferdi started the conversation.

"Ana, have you been doing it on purpose all this time?" ask Andra. Ana is suddenly married to Ferdi. If they were forced to, there was no way Ana and Ferdi could get this close.

"I'm sorry, Dra." Ana lowered her head.

Andra screeches. Again Ana apologized.

"I should have married you. But it seems like fate separated us, until I married Ferdi. At first I had to, but I think we were meant to be together." It was clearly Ana who had accepted the situation. He did not regret Ferdi making it void married to Andra. Because he saw Ferdi willing to take responsibility for him.

Ferdi smiled faintly hearing the woman's words.

"What's? You" said Andra.

"We're not going to be together. You're also married to Lala. Accept her! You deserve to be happy and never see me again!" Ana confirmed her words. He did not want Andra to continue to disturb his household with Ferdi.

"Ana, have you ever loved me?" ask Andra at last.

Andra took a heavy breath, it felt like her heart was rumbling hearing Ana's confession.

"Lala is now your wife. You better watch her."

"No need to set me up!!!" Andra was not happy. The man got up and walked out of the house.

Andra was very angry and upset. She regrets her love for Ana all along. A bad woman who never thinks about her feelings.

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"Aldra!!!" peekik Mama saw her son coming home with a staggering body.

"Good night, Ma." Greet Andra with a floating smile. It goes on tilt.

"I have to be nice to Lala. That's Ana." Andra remembered the woman's word.

"Lala!!! It's lala!!!" call Andra while hiccupping many times.

"Huh yeah... He's at his house!" Andra half consciously remembered it.

"Andra, come up to your room!" force Mama to push her son's body. He did not think, Andra back drunk.

"I have to see Lala. I have to see my wife!" andra. He just obeyed Ana's orders, to be kind to Lala.

"Andra, go to your room!" Papa was also forced to pull Andra to walk towards the room. He couldn't have let Andra meet Lala under these conditions.

Andra was forcefully led to her room. The man grabbed the phone and called Lala.

While in the room, Lala was watching a videotape during her wedding.

Lala's tears fell as Andra spoke her name during kabul ijab.

Andra said that so firmly. Until Lala thinks even if forced, gradually Andra will open her heart to him. But, it seems like it was just his delusion.

The drying of the phone made Lala reach for the flat object.

Deg

Lala's heart pounded fiercely looking at the caller's name. All this time Andra never contacted him and now...

Without wasting any time Lala answered him.

"Hello, Mas Andra!" lala replied and then took a slow breath.

"I have to be nice to you. I'll just go home where you know. What wife is that?" oceh Andra when the call is connected.

Ana tells him to be nice to Lala. But Lala when she found out where she was. Not at home.

"Lala. He was drunken back and forth. But you take it easy, let papa take care!" Papa won't bother Lala. Poor Andra had never considered Lala all this time. And even speaking is unclear.

"Yeah, Pa." Lala answered and soon the call was over.

Before long, Lala with ngosh-ngoshan reached Andra's room.

"Father, Mama... Andra why?" lala asked to see Andra lying down.

"He's drunken back home." Said Mama who saw Andra was asleep. He changed his clothes.

"You gohome. Andra's okay." Pinta Mama stared at the son-in-law. Lala's face was so worried about seeing her son.

"Ma, let Lala stay here. Lala wants to accompany Mas Andra." Lala Permit.

"But, La-"

"Yes, Ma." Lala nodded with a clear face. She wants to take care of her husband.

"alright. Later if there's anything, call Mama ya." Mother reminded.

Lala nodded and before long Mama Andra came out.

Lala is approaching Andra. The man's face was red as if it was withstanding the heat. He also held Andra's forehead.

'Jeez, Mas Andra has a fever!!!'

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