Mine Maybe

Sports Pants

"Dear,"

Vinsen reached the hand of Isyana who was sulking annoyed at him. Vinsen was late, because he had to change the shirt he wore. There was no way he should be with Isyana, while the fragrance of Adisty perfume was with them.

"You're half an hour late, Vinsen!" Isyana still does not accept.

"I'm sorry, honey."

"Did your wife forbid you to leave?" Isyana asked in a doubtful tone. Clearly very sensitive discussing about Vinsen's wife among them.

Isyana knows, it could be that Vinsen's wife is too obsessed and forbids Vinsen to go out. It could have been like that even though Isyana was not too sure of her assumptions.

"No, he never forbade me to leave."

"Lantas, what's the reason you're late."

Vinsen sighed, he shook his head slowly. The current situation did indeed make Isyana's trust in him fade away. Even if Vinsen wasn't lying, it was hard for Isyana to believe like she used to.

Isyana just quietly found Vinsen who was grasping to give an answer. Or it may be difficult for Vinsen to explain his current condition.

Vinsen's marriage to the conglomerate's youngest daughter did overturn Vinsen's relationship with Isyana. Isyana begins to worry, anxious about her relationship with Vinsen.

"Is there anything you're worried about?" asked Vinsen, he grabbed Isyana's chin, bringing their gazes together. Switching their previous discussion.

"Is there anything that bothers you?" ask again. Isyana brushed off Vinsen's hand on her chin, clasping the big hand.

"Obviously Vinsen. Ever since you got married, I've been feeling anxious, I haven't had a good night's sleep and I don't have any appetite."

"Mmm, really? Should I accompany you to sleep, and eat?"

Isyana seemed to be sparkling to hear it. But a few seconds later, his face was again sad to remember that now it would not be easy for Vinsen to do. Now he has a wife and must keep their relationship a secret.

The reality is that everything has now turned around a long way. Fate and time force him to confine himself to Vinsen.

Vinsen rubbed one side of Isyana's face as soon as he saw the change in expression on her. He smiles. "Maybe for now it can't. But I promise, Isyana, we'll live together."

"We're going to spend some time together. Believe it."

"It's hard for me to trust you right now, Vinsen."

Vinsen seemed to smile mirically at Isyana's statement. "But I'll try. Have we not known for long enough? I believe it's not easy for you to let me go."

Vinsen smiled and nodded. What Isyana said was indeed true, it was not easy for Vinsen to let go. Although, time.

Can change everything.

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Vinsen came home late at night, walking slowly through the room and the dining table. He saw Adisty who was fiddling with his laptop there.

The dishes on the dining table are served with all the food that still looks intact. Maybe Adisty was deliberately waiting for Vinsen to have dinner. But unfortunately, the beautiful woman had to be disappointed. Because Vinsen just got home after spending dinner with Isyana.

"You're waiting for me?" Vinsen made sure after reaching for a glass of water that was next to the plate.

Adisty looked over and sighed. He looked at Vinsen and fell silent. Not because he was stunned to see the handsome face of Vinsen, he was only a little surprised when he found Vinsen wearing a shirt with a color that Adisty was familiar with. He saw her this afternoon when he met Meghan at a restaurant.

Adisty's speculations get stronger if her husband, has a woman out there.

Vinsen frowned when he found Adisty was staring at him without saying a word. Adisty wakes up, he closes his laptop. He was deliberately waiting for Vinsen to return for dinner while completing his work.

"I'm not used to dinner alone." Adisty smiled bitterly. "I miss home, Mama, Papa and Senjany."

Adisty chuckled a little.

"You're right Vinsen, this marriage shouldn't have happened." Adisty got up from her seat, she shifted the chair and was ready to move.

Vinsen restrains Adisty's wrist as the wife is one step ahead of him. Adisty turned around, Vinsen's hands slowly loosened.

"You mean, you're giving up?"

This time the smile that appeared on Adisty's lips was a distinctive smile of hers. She pulled her hair back.

"I'm just a little tired, tomorrow my enrgi will be perfect again. Just relax!"

"You don't have to worry I'll give up easily. I must defend what belongs to me Vinsen."

"Honest one thing to me!"

"I just want to make sure. Do you have a woman out there?" Adisty stabbed Vinsen right at the round net in front of him. He doesn't want Vinsen to make the mistake of lying and making things worse.

"My answer, Vinsen." Adisty's voice was soft. This time, Vinsen completely took off Adisty's wrist

"No!"

Adisty narrowed her eyes. Trying to make sure of something. Adisty make sure, if Vinsen just made a mistake.

"It's good to be honest, I won't be angry."

Vinsen smiled with great disdain. What does it matter though Adisty will get angry, cry and complain all on his papa. Vinsen never wanted this marriage to happen. Before things get any further, it might be better to just end it.

"You think I'd care if you were angry?"

"I never had a boyfriend after breaking up with you seven years ago! Satisfied?"

Vinsen turned towards the stairs after answering Adisty's question, leaving Adisty immediately. "Last afternoon I saw you at the restaurant, you were sitting with a woman. Be careful, I hope that woman doesn't have a husband."

Vinsen stopped his steps. Then he returned to Adisty, Adisty calmly just looking at him. Obviously at this moment, in front of him Vinsen looked very upset.

But what Adisty said was indeed a fact, it would be natural if Vinsen's current expression made Adisty even more confident in his assumptions.

"You're tailing me?"

"Is that you? I don't think so, 'cause I just saw his back. I didn't see his face."

Damn it!

Vinsen cursed in his heart, apparently he was framed. All right, Adisty's smart, Vinsen admits it.

Vinssn is only capable of sculpting. Adisty turned towards the dining table. A middle-aged woman seemed to have just emerged from the back door.

"The food's settled now, ma'am?"

She was a housekeeper that Zyla had just sent this afternoon to help Adisty.

"Don't go, Bi. Mr. Vinsen was going to eat, sort it out after he finished his dinner." Adisty turned to Vinsen who could not say a word. He is cornered at the moment.

"Okay, Him."

Aunt went back to her room in the back of the house. Leaving Adisty and Vinsen there. Adisty stared at Vinsen for quite a while. "Good dinner. I'm sleeping first."

Adisty passed from there. Leaving the irritated Vinsen in his place. To his astonishment, why did he come down the stairs and sit at the dinner table?

Even get ready to scoop the rice onto his plate. He really obeyed Adisty's word for dinner.

"Damn it!"

"I'm crazy!"

TB