Marrying your Uncle

Ele, Queen Of The Dance Floor

"Now I ask? Who's right, between you and Kayla?"

"I don't know, ma'am, what's this about?"

"Meta, you better not go, I've heard your confession that it belongs to Kayla you stole"

"What's? This must be Ma'am's fault, there's no way Kayla's got evidence like that. Mery's gotta believe me."

Mery averted his gaze due to emotions, many times he sighed. "I believe, strongly believe in you Meta. But that was, based on the fact your plan first appeared compared to Kayla who just up the same design. But after I heard for myself your confession that you did steal Kayla's designs, I no longer believe it" Mery said.

Meta's been misbehaving, "Bu Mery, this must be wrong. Kayla might engineer, she ..."

"Quite Meta, because of you I was almost involved with legal matters. I said rude and slanderous to Kayla."

After various reasons to secure his position, Meta finally swallowed the bitter pill as Mery remained on his decision.

"Daily Fashion may not be on my side, but the auction should I win. I can't be destroyed, it must be Kayla," inner Meta.

In a different place, that afternoon the Eagle really took Kayla around. Come to the achievement park to eat lontong racing pack gend*t and some other places.

Just by spending time with her, for Kayla it was already happy. Kayla's hand never slipped from the Eagle's.

"Mas, the problem at the hotel is safe?"

"It is conducive, hopefully next week we can return to Jakarta." Kayla leaned on the Eagle's shoulder, they were now in the car to return to the hotel. After touring since this afternoon.

Unlike Kayla and Eagle who are enjoying the happiness and warmth of love between them, Eltan whose marriage is getting closer seems increasingly uninspired.

Laksmi, his mother seemed to have a strong heart link. Visiting her son to find out the extent of the wedding preparations. Eltan Laksmi's son from one of Sanjaya's families is now in charge of Two Season Singapore.

"Eltan, how? Any obstacles?" ask Laksmi when entering the workspace Eltan.

Eltan was silent, they were now sitting face to face, Eltan was intending to say something but she hesitated. Laksmi read a strange aura to Eltan.

"Why are you, son?"

Eltan let out a long sigh before she spoke, "Actually I'm hard to carry on with this wedding plan."

"Eltan, you know what the consequences of your words were" Laksmi said.

Eltan laughed, "Why did everyone say the same thing, but did not ask how I felt, how I wanted to. I felt like a sacrifice for everyone's happiness while I was devastated myself" replied Eltan.

"What makes you this way?"

Eltan rubbed her face roughly, "Because I don't love the woman I'm about to marry."

"Kayla, it's because of Kayla, right?" ask Laksmi.

Eltan clucked, "This is because I don't love Michele, don't bring Kayla here. I should be ashamed because this mother's child has ruined her future, daughter continued the mother. I'm not blaming Kayla, I'm wrong here."

"But everything happens because of him, you just feel sorry and feel guilty not because of love." Eltan chose silence, for her it was free to talk about this.

At night, Eltan was still in the workspace because she had just ended a hotel cooperation meeting with another party. He opened his phone and made a call.

Long unanswered, until finally, "Hello."

He closed his eyes to hear a voice he wanted to hear. "Hello." Say it again over there.

"Hello, Kayla."

"Yes, who is this?"

Long Eltan did not answer.

"Hello."

"Eltan."

Eltan took a breath, "Only..."

"Kay, honey...."

A voice called out to Kayla, and the call was interrupted.

Eltan stretched her tie, then took off the suit including the tie she was wearing. The shirt sleeves he's rolled up to the elbows.

Eltan left his study, in his car he drove out of the Two Season area to a region where there were many nightclubs.

Entering one of them, he intends to let go of fatigue and forget all by drinking. Frenetic music feels deafening ears, then the woman's tares with clothes as if lacking materials are also tempting, even in the middle of the area of men and women are moving the body to the rhythm of music.

"One shoot, as always," Eltan told the bartender.

Raise the glass in front of him offered by the bartender and gulp down the contents. "Akh." It felt hot and concentrated in the throat but did not make Eltan stop. It seems like he used to come to that place for a drink.

Eltan pushed the glass back to fill, then took another sip of the contents of the second glass. He looked around as he was about to burn his cigarette, Eltan's attention was on the woman who was dancing on a pole. Even had a few times he shot although the results are not very clear but can be recognized who the owner of the face.

Then Eltan asked the bartender, "Who is she?" baftender turned his head in the direction Eltan pointed at.

"Ele, queen of the dance floor. She's always come almost every night."

Eltan nodded, not long before the woman in question approached a man, put an arm around the man's neck and headed for the stairs to move to a different floor.

Eltan handed the bartender some money and hurried to follow the woman. Somewhat difficult because many visitors, rather surprised because the floor he went to have many rooms like a hotel. It is clear what these rooms are for.

There was a laughing voice, a familiar voice from one of the rooms, the door was closed.

Eltan slowly pressed the door handle and it was not locked, slowly he opened the door again photographing the incident in the room. Then, brakkk, he kicked the door making the couple surprised.

"Hey, are you crazy? What are you doing here?" Couples who are uniting without a thread cover their bodies.

"El-Eltan."

"You know him?"

"Can you move," said Ele as she pushed the man's body.

Eltan just laughed while showing her phone and shook it and left the place.

Eltan turns on the sensor opening her car door when someone calls her.

"Eltan."

"Eltan, I can explain."

"OK, explain!" eltan said, he leaned on his car with both hands folded in his chest. Waiting for the explanation of the woman in front of him, wearing minimal clothes a little messy because he must be in a hurry to wear it after Eltan witnessed what he had done.

"Why silence? Michele or Ele, Queen of the dance floor. Which every night always comes to dominate the dance area. Are you going to sleep with a random guy like that every night?"

Michele laughed, "So what? it's my life."

"yes, it's your life but I can't accept this being a part of my life. Your choice is only two, admit it to your parents and cancel our marriage or I'll tell you all this." Eltan opened the car door, "Eltan, please." Michele held Eltan's arm.

"Put your hands away" said Eltan.

to be continue

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