My Beloved's Choice Woman

Wrong Bringing Women

The man who was still holding Veron's husband stood with his hands clenched. Jaw hardens. Stare full of disappointment at Veron. How not, in the number that managed to hack Zico shows that they were not only bosses and subordinates, but also partners ***. Who is not sick to see his wife.

With wide strides and a giddy look, Zello was already in front of Veron. His eyes scanned everything in front of him. Those who were close together and Dave's hand were embracing Veron's shoulder.

Zello forcefully pulls Veron's hand, taking it away from Dave.

"Zello!" squeal Dave.

The voice that Zello and Veron did not listen to. Veron stuttered to see Zello's face. Veron understood what Zello was feeling. Zello must have misunderstood. But what should he explain?!

"I'll only beg you once. And I won't repeat it again."

Veron swallowed his salivary, his chest pounding. Fear but also Miss. Missing, very longing, especially when looking at Zello's eyes. His eyes are sharp but look good in it.

"Go home!" zello.

Veron's eyes flushed at Zello's plea, feeling haru and happy. But in fact he couldn't.

Veron bit his lower lip, shaking weakly.

"Say it right!" Zello clutched Veron's shoulder.

"I don't want to go home, Zello. I'm tired."

Zello's hands loosened, his eyes staring at hate and disappointment.

"You can't do it because of Grandpa's attitude? But you can go back to Dave. Do you want to go back to your identity? Huh uh?" zello's lips.

"Solar Zello. Let's just say your thinking is true." Veron stepped out of the restaurant.

Zello froze in place.

He's so good at stealing hearts, but he's also good at throwing them away.

****

"Veron....!" Dave quickly blocks Veron's hand.

"Let go!!" tepis Veron rough. Veron's eyes were reddened, angry and resentful. Angry and hate for Dave.

'It's all because of you, Dave. You intentionally do everything. You're sneaky, Dave.'

"Veron hi," said Dave to confront Veron in front of him.

"You go with me, so you have to come home with me too. I'll take ya!"

"Whatever!" yells at Veron. Dave never wanted to be rejected. Rejecting Dave will only make Veron more tired.

"Ok, come!"

***

"Here, your hostels?" ask Dave.

"Yes." Yeah."

'Don't pretend you don't know, Dave'

"Yes, Dave. You're the one who sent the photo home?"

"What photo? I swear, I don't understand what you're saying."

Veron did not say, only his eyes looked hatefully at Dave.

"Don't be like that. Oya, if you need help just call me. Okay!"

Veron nodded, assuring Dave that it was much nicer.

****

"Fire ... fire...."

Ahhh, with a sigh of consternation as Veron woke up from sleep.

"Fire... fire ...."

Dok dok. Veron. The knock on the door made him realize that what he heard was not a dream.

Chequek. Veron swiftly opened the door, his eyes were fixed briefly to the ceiling, the boarding houses that had just been occupied had not even 24 hours released smoke from the ceiling gap.

With a faint hint of Veron coming out, observing from the outside was already crowded. Smoke billowed from the top of the precarious that Veron had just inhabited.

"My wallet," cried Veron.

"Mbak, no!" just now Veron stepped foot wanting to go in to take his hand wallet blocked by other hostess residents.

"Danger."

"But my wallet's inside." Shouted Veron.

"Let me get it." The stranger entered without waiting for Veron to answer. It's been a few minutes that people haven't come out. While smoke has entered the boarding room.

After a long time, with a sigh the man had met Veron.

"Where's my wallet?" todong Veron direct.

"Have been helped, who was asked for his wallet first." The other lip.

"Sir, sorry I didn't see you."

"Can we?!" it's nothing, Veron there's no other handle than the money in his wallet. In fact, his cell phone alone he now had none.

"It's gone, you can search again. Now that we're away, the fire's gone big. It's hot already." He said with his hand pulling Veron's arm. Veron had to go with the guy.

Veron looked at the tomboyish girl who had been nagging. "It was an accident, not from me. Proven from the ceiling, must be electrical short circuit," said Veron.

"Whatever it is help you cut water."

"Yes yes. You kept nyolot. No water," muttered Veron.

Armed with two buckets, Veron also took water to minimize the fire so as not to spread.

"Here, Boss Dave."

The sound of the incense succeeded in stopping Veron's steps. He stopped, looking for the source of the sound.

"Already, Boss. Doni's got Veron's wallet secured. So Veron has nothing."

"There's no boss's phone. Just the wallet."

Ah, the man just breathed an upset breath.

"But I make sure Veron also does not bring a cell phone when out of boarding. So it's safe for the boss."

Veron's chest rose up and down with emotion, Veron stood not far from him who was only blocked by the boarding door, clearly able to hear the voice.

Veron put both buckets of origin, slowly going from there. Trying to get out of the hostel before Dave finds it again. Splitting the crowd of spectators of impromptu fire.

Ah, 'Dave?'

"Verons."

"Dave." Veron splashed in Dave's arms. Veron Glanced at the phone he was holding.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Thank God!"

"Why are you here, Dave?"

"I can't calm down to let you live alone outside. I deliberately told my men to take care of you and because of this incident he called me immediately."

"really? Then why didn't he help me? Keep hiding."

"Ah, I don't know. I'll teach him a lesson later" Dave said.

Veron let go of his embrace. Look at Dave's sneaky eyes.

"Why?"

"I. .. don't have money. I borrowed your phone. My phone is stuck there. I want to borrow Anita money.""

"Jeez, Veron. What are you talking about? I'll give you whatever you ask."

"But I can't work like Dave ever did."

"No Veron, no."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah." Dave stared in Veron. Reviewing a very sweet thin smile.

"Where do you eat breakfast or where do you go?" haggar Dave.

"May, but only in your house. I'm still tense."

"Ah, alright come on!"

Dave embraces Veron's head drowning in his chest. Lead Veron in a warm way.

****

At Hanif's residence, at a different hour.

"Why did he leave?! I'm disappointed doesn't mean I can't forgive."

Zello was silent, her heart throbbing in pain considering Veron.

"Zello, tell him to come home! He'll be happy when you pick him up."

Zello was still silent, but his mind drifted away when Hanif was. If Zello had been on Hanif's behalf, Veron might have come back. But, what's it worth Veron to come back. Veron has decided to return to Dave.

"No need, Cake. He was comfortable in his place now. It's back to its habitat."

"You mean?"

"Sorry sir, your phone is sounding."

Beni thrust out the phone that continued to be in his pocket.

Last night Hanif told people to look for Veron's whereabouts. And calls on his cell phone from his man.

"Yes." Yeah." Hanif's enthusiasm received the call, although his voice was still a little weak.

"Sir, I'll send you a photo of Miss Lilie."

Without turning off the phone, Hanif opened the green logo application. See the consecutive messages that went into his green logo.

[Veron's Dave, those who look friendly, get in the car together, and there are many other photos that go into his message. The last photo of them both entering a modern minimalist house, Dave's house.]

"Sorry, Cake. Zello was wrong to bring women into this house" Zello said. Zello's eyes heat up looking at the photo on Hanif's phone.