Loving Prospective Sister-in-law

Reality Painful

"Can we meet him?" pinta Kris's.

Sheila just glanced at her husband with a small sigh.

"If you meet him, what will you do?"

Sheila and Kris looked at each other. Sheila's chest felt full and crowded, she wanted to be angry and refused just not being able to.

"Okey you can't decide either. If I may wish to be the referee for the three of you," Alehandro said with laughter.

"I resigned, sir," said Kris weakly. He could not struggle if faced with his superior. Although it looks relaxed at serious times, the man will look firm and authoritative.

"I'll call Dara just a moment, you can talk about wanting to determine what attitude next. Before it was too late" said Alehandro, standing up and walking inside. He stopped when he saw Dara standing behind the wall.

"Do you want to meet them?'' ask Alehandro. Dara shook her head.

"If I may ask then I want you to remove them from my presence" said Dara.

"In front of you it's me, not them."

Dara pursed her lips irritated at Alehandro's crisp joke.

"Hiding like a coward, will only lead to prolonged regret. Life doesn't stop after losing someone, but it goes without them differently. Try to meditate on that and go ahead with your fears" Alehandro said.

Dara's eyeballs stared at Alehandro's brown bead. The man seemed to know if he was afraid, afraid of losing Kris but fate did not support them together.

"I will help you" whispered Alehandro. Dara then felt confident to move forward.

"Put your head never bow down!" alehandro continued slowly. Dara swallowed her choked Saliva and clenched her hands. It's the toughest day of his life because it's the moment he has to decide his attitude.

Dara then walked in front of Alehandro. He then sat quietly even though his legs felt weak and limp. Alehandro sat next to Dara but with a wide distance.

"Where," call Kris.

Dara smiled just not up to the eyes. A stale smile that is bland.

"Say what's the reason you're looking for Dara?" alehandro crossed both hands in the stomach.

"They want to take you back home" Kris said.

"For what?" ask Dara.

"For me to take care of you and our son" replied Kris.

Dara laughed mockingly then looked towards Sheila. "Is your husband joking around with Sheila?"

Sheila looked at Dara with a thought full of question marks. She thought Dara would cry and accepted Kris' offer.

"She just can't stand up to take care of me. He was taken care of by you to take care of me

I'm a sick woman who needs more care!" tanya Dara stabs.

"I don't mean it like that" Kris said, dampening his ego.

"You know what it means if I go to your house, Mr. Kris is perfect, you want to add to your wife's physical and mental burden. Did you think about it?" exclaim Dara growled.

Kris's face paled.

"Why defend me that is not your thing you have him who is more than me. More beautiful, elegant, proud and most importantly on your level. While me? Who me? Where the hell am I from? What if I marry you later, will the Danuraja family accept me and accept our child? Think with the brain not with lust!" Dara's breath gasped after finishing her speech.

Kris' tongue was silent for a moment. "Everything would be fine if Sheila supported my decision to accept this marriage" Kris said.

Dara opened her mouth wide.

"Are you willing to be in Sheila's honey?" ask Dara.

Dara's jaw moved, her hands clenched tightly. The color of his skin turned white blushing instantly.

"I know you've never loved me before, Chris. When you say you love me maybe you just feel like you've lost me doing everything. Missing doesn't mean loving and it's two different things." Dara tilted her head to look at Kris.

"When Sheila showed concern for you, you started to feel comfortable and my position was replaced by her quickly. Therefore, you doubt yourself, who exactly do you need, me or Sheila," said Dara Low. Sheila looked at Kris, trying to guess how Kris felt.

"On the one hand you are heavy on me because of this child in my womb. On the other hand you're heavy on Sheila because with Sheila's support you can bring Mom home without fear of being opposed by Mr. Wasesa."

Dara's words were like a slap to Kris. His face was pale from shame what he had in his heart was easily guessed by Dara.

''I don't need a man next to me if he just wants my son without loving me wholeheartedly.

"I love you Dara" said Kris quickly but then he looked towards Sheila.

"But I also like Sheila's nature and her kindness."

Dara nodded her head. "I understand."

"Let this child be born without his father's name, but don't worry because I will still make him know who his father is" Dara said with an upheld body.

Alehandro looked proud at Dara's steadfast self. Her calm and orderly demeanor made her look like a Superwoman.

''Is there anything you want to say?" ask Dara.

"Not everything is clear" Sheila stood up.

Kris wanted to say something but she saw Sheila had already walked away.

"Sheila wait!'' call Kris.

Sheila stopped sighing deeply then turned her body, walking back towards Kris. He helped Kris stand up. She could not have acted with her husband.

"Let's go home!" sheila. They left the house after saying goodbye to Dara and Alehandro.

Dara then stared at Kris' departure with a relieved face. Alehandro was right if he only delayed this matter then there was only a sense of tightness in the chest. Hadn't he lost Kris long ago and he still survived then if this time he lost the man again, it wasn't such a big deal for Dara.

Dara looked at Alehandro. "Thank you."

Alehandro raised both his shoulders and nodded his head.

"Is it so easy for a man to forget his lover?" ask Dara.

"Not forgetting but trying to accept the presence of another woman in front of him."

"How can you see the loyalty of a man?" ask Dara suddenly.

Alehandro was surprised to hear Dara's question.

"Kill him, then hug him. Men are more loyal when they die" Alehandro told Dara.

"you mean? Don't use figurative I don't understand."

"Think first of what it means. You're too young to know this cruel world. Looking for a man loyal to his wife is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is very difficult, especially if the man is rich and handsome," Alehandro said narcissistically.

Dara's lips are bent next to her.

"Why aren't you happy with the reality in front of you!"

"Tell that to another woman, warm widower, because it won't work for me" said Dara leaving Alehandro.

"I'm not seducing me" cried Alehandro.

"However, I was already nauseous first," replied Dara waving her hands back.