My beloved, the Princess

Ep. 17

At that time Sabian got help from his brother to find the whereabouts of Dhea and here he is. In a large pub shaded by the company Dewanata.

Sabian saw him, his lover was having an intimate relationship with a red-haired man. He wanted to make sure that his eyes were cataractous. But the reality is still reality, the woman who was sighing and wriggling was still the same woman who became her lover for almost 1 year.

Sabian laughed miris. The 15-year-old Ramaja bravely entered and disrupted the erotic activities of the two husbands. Sabian pulled Dhea up from the bed.

Bagaskara who saw his wife fall face Sabian with 3 fists that managed to break the nose bone and tear the corner of his lips.

"I'm looking for you!" Said bitter. "I don't think you're here." The connection is not thought out.

Dhea was wearing a coat she had picked up at random. He then stared blankly at the onyx who was staring intently and hatefully at it. "You who?" Ask.

Sabian. The young man laughed like a madman. "I'm sorry. I think I'm drunk." I then walked out.

Where he stood, Dhea could no longer hold back her tears. Regretting it feels inappropriate. This is the price he has to pay. It's okay to have his heart torn apart, but let the young man he loves stay safe.

"Good! Comehere! We continue!" Bagaskara said he felt that winning had defeated the son of the arrogant businessman.

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Years had passed, Dhea enrolled as a freshman at Golden Emperor High School. Like her old life, she was a quiet girl. But one thing now feels different. He is free. Bagaskara has found a new toy and he is grateful to have escaped the clutches of the sex maniac.

The first school year was quiet. Until something surprised him when he saw someone who was very familiar accidentally passed his vision.

Dhea was stalking the young man who was similar to her ex-lover and sure enough. It turned out to be Sabian. Dhea silently smiled, she was so grateful that her ex-boyfriend was in such a good state. Even in his eyes, Sabian was very different when he was 15 years old.

"Sabians?" Call her.

Sabian turned his head, but the look on his face turned cold. "What's wrong?" The answer.

Dhea smiled. He thinks he still has a chance. At least the beginning of a friendship is better than going straight to a serious stage.

Dhea bravely sat down side by side with Sabian. Dhea was more pleased when Sabian didn't just throw him out. "How are you?" Ask.

"Good." Answer Sabian briefly. Dhea was increasingly convinced that Sabian still loved her, proof that the young man was not angry at all.

"Sa-s"

"-dian!" A voice stopped the conversation of the two. Seeming from afar a girl from the Madana family approached and conveyed something.

"The Art Teacher is looking for you. We're gonna practice drama. Come on!" Bring along.

Sabian nodded and walked ahead of Nadia.

"It seems you've lost your shame, Dhea!?" Ejek Nadia, when she found someone she knew sitting next to Sabian who had left.

"No! I just-"

"You're already ex-used. If Sabian wants to talk to you it's all because of me." Arrogant. Nadia then stared mockingly at Dhea and soon caught up with Sabian.

In her place Dhea actually did not feel offended, maybe true said Nadia. He no longer has any shame.

Seriate...