My ex-wife is back

Chapter.15 A photo of a child similar to him.

Randika saw that the policeman seemed to have heard and understood Kasyaira's words, he said quickly.

"Sir police, you heard it too. My boyfriend is drunk and we've been troubling you, I'm sorry." Said Randika sighing.

"It's okay, take good care of your boyfriend." After saying so, the police helped to get Kasya into the car.

Randika quickly drove her car. While the traffic police after seeing the car leave, he felt very familiar with Randika's face and then shouted in shock.

"That man was not a famous man in this city, Randika Pramudita!" his yell.

While the situation in the car is still chaotic because of Kasya.

"Water, I want to drink water!" Kasya now does not shout asking to come out again but yells asking for water.

Hehe, you still dare to ask for water! Inner Randika growled.

Randika just glanced at him from the front view mirror, he snorted and continued to drive his car quickly.

Throughout the journey Kasya continued to do the action noisily until finally Randika's car reached under the rental house Kasya, he had stopped checking his home address from the bag of the drunk woman.

Randika parked her car, she got off first. He raised his head to look at Kasyaira's humble abode. The little house was not even as big as the bathroom in his house.

Randika shook her head in the bodo, approached Kasyaira in the car and opened the door. Seeing that Kasyaira was asleep, Randika reached out and patted his ex-wife's face a bit rough.

"Kashaira! Wake up! Get your husband out to pick you up here!" Randika said while patting her cheek.

"What husband?" Kasya answered in his sleep, then he went back to sleep.

Randika is upset that she stooped down and pulled Kasyaira's drunk body out of the car, so she grabbed her ex-wife's body and walked towards the woman's house.

"What floor is your house?" Randika asked still trying to be more patient.

"Two!" Kasha answered in a daze.

Randika immediately took him up, before long they both arrived at the door.

"Stand up right!" His order.

Randika looks disgusted at the drunken Kasyaira and lets the woman's body droop on the floor leaning against the wall.

Randika let him go, he knocked on the door a few times but no one opened the door. Randika crouched down and patted Kasyaira's cheek again firmly.

"Hey, Kasyaira wake up! Where's your husband, tell him to open the door because I want to talk to him!" Randika was getting upset.

"Hisses! Who's beating me!" Instead of answering Kasya even snapped.

Kasya instead laughed like a craze because of his drunkenness, "Oh, I think someone beat me up! You asked me where my husband is? Look, my husband is in my shoes or in my clothes, ah. It seems to be in my bag!" The rapport is unclear.

"What empty mouth are you saying, how could your husband be in your bag!" Randika really can't take it anymore.

"K-kun's... My keys are in the bag!" Kasya replied with her eyes closed, she thought she was talking to the hostess.

"Alright, because your husband won't open the door. I can only open it with your keys!" Then Randika opened the Kasyaira bag.

After entering Randika saw the house in the dark, maybe her husband was not at home. He carried himself increasingly in and fumbled in search of the light switch.

Pats! The lights finally illuminated the room.

Unconsciously Randika began to observe her small house, she saw two narrow bedrooms and one living room. Sure enough if combined the house is not as big as the bathroom in his house.

Everyday and electronic goods are also not too complete, the arrangement of goods is also not included neat. All the items look very long and every corner of the room also feels sad.

Randika's eyes look around the house, because she was curious about her husband she was looking for a photo and others. But after a long period of checking around, there were no photos of adult men. Instead there was only a photo of Kasyaira and a boy who caught her attention on a nightstand.

Randika turned around and saw Kasyaira who was still sound asleep on the floor, she reached out to take a picture frame made of wood. Kasyaira was hugging a cute boy and they were both sitting on the green grass. A gentle breeze seemed to blow on Kasha's hair as well as that cute boy's hair.

In the photo Kasyaira and the boy were laughing very happily, Randika who was looking at the photo unconsciously raised the corner of her lips joined in smiling.

Randika starts to think why is this boy's father not in the photo? Suspecting Randika's gaze stopped on the child's photo, the more she saw it the more she liked it.

Suddenly Randika's eyes narrowed, why is this boy's eyes and eyebrows so similar to her?

Thinking of this Randika instantly turned her head looking towards the door, she realized there were absolutely no men's sandals. Every corner of the room there is also no men's clothing or men's goods.

Randika's face instantly became grim, she walked into the bathroom quickly. After looking at the bathroom, Randika's forehead shriveled even more. Seen there is only a gargle and a toothbrush, apparently no man living with his ex-wife.

Where did the boy in the photo come from? Is it true as he thought?

Not caring about her chaotic mood, Randika immediately walked over to Kasyaira and once again patted her cheek strongly.

"Kasyaira open your eyes! I want to ask you something!" He said in a loud voice.

"I'm so sleepy." Kasya got rid of Randika's hand.

"Kashaira!" His impact.

Randika looked again at the photo in her hand. If it was true that the boy in the photo was his son, he would definitely take the child. He looked at Kasyaira's life now, how could his ex-wife take good care of this child?