Not the Dust Granules
Perjured.
"Irene, do I need to call a doctor??".
"You've been throwing up all the time, you're in this condition, I'm so scared".
"Don't, I'm fine, let me lie down for a while to get rid of the dizziness".
"Come here, lie down here, if I may stroke your stomach to make it better".
Irene closed her eyes. I don't know why his stomach is like being stirred up from the inside. No food can be swallowed by it. His head also felt very heavy.
Alex approached Irene who was lying down. He took the initiative to stroke his wife's stomach and invite baby talk in her.
"Good morning baby, it's papa".
"Papa's son don't be naughty yeah, pity mama be in pain".
"You have to be a good boy".
"Mom and dad love you, baby".
Miraculously, Alex's words were able to make the pain in Irene's stomach subside. The longer it disappears. Moreover, the touch of Alex's hand made Irene's headache also gradually healed.
"Already Alex, I'm better now".
"This child should apparently be told first so as not to trouble you".
"The next time he walks again, you just tell me".
"Yes, it seems like he inherited his father's trait of hurting people".
Alex was silent for a moment. Apparently, Irene still could not forgive herself. Even though they are now husband and wife.
"Morning like this looks good if there's an ice cream cone in front of me".
"Alex, can I ask you a favor".
"It's like this is your son's wish too, right?".
"But you sure you want to eat ice cream?".
"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?".
"Yes, if you don't want to, let me just ask Doni".
"Don't, I'll get you an ice cream cone".
"You'll be here, I'll be taking him soon".
Alex immediately stepped outside the hotel room. He called his staff to bring me the ice cream parlor Irene asked for. Alex waits in the hotel lobby until his staff arrives. After calling, he accidentally saw Doni enter the hotel. He approached the receptionist. Alex rushed to her.
"What do you need to do here so early??".
"I have an appointment with Irene".
"He had to sign his employment contract with Tamara".
"But my wife is not feeling well".
"He was exhausted from not sleeping all night".
"You know, we're still on our honeymoon".
"You should give us some privacy".
"I'm sure you must be just talking".
"Irene can't touch you".
"I know, your marriage is on paper only".
"O, yeah.you want proof.I'll call her".
"He was missing me because I was in the lobby".
Alex immediately dialed Irene's phone number. Not yet speaking, Irene had already opened her mouth.
"Actually you've been anywhere Alex, I've been waiting for you".
"Dear, I'll be here soon".
"Hurry up, or I'll cry".
"Yes,, I'm coming Irene".
"See....You heard it yourself, right??".
"How he cried missed me".
"Stop talking Alex nonsense".
"That joke won't work on me".
"Jokes you said, listen.....Irene is my wife now".
"He's got my flesh blood right now".
"Marry Vera and start a new life".
"And I warn you, stay away from my wife, or I don't hesitate to act on you".
"You understand Doni!!".
"Get out of here, my wife doesn't want to be disturbed".
Alex snatches the dossier that Doni brought and drives him out of the hotel where they were staying. Now Doni knows what Alex really looks like. He deliberately wanted to separate himself from Irene..Maybe this marriage was one of his cunning ways of trapping Irene.
"Irene, this is your ice cream cone".
"I walked a long way to get this".
"O, yes.I also met Doni earlier, he left this to me".
"He's got business with Vera, so can't continue with your project".
Irene receives a contract file for her cooperation with Tamara. The file is real, but why did Doni hand it over to Alex. He should have given it himself if he wanted to resign. Irene was disappointed. Maybe it's true now Doni is more focused on Vera alone on his appeal.
"Here, let me keep it, you still have a lot of rest, right?".
"No, I have to see Tamara this afternoon".
"Then let me call Doni, he's your partner, right??".
"Don't, he's with Vera, right?".
"Not bother him".
"Why can you drive me Alex, I'm afraid I'll get sick and dizzy again on the street".
"Of course, I'll take you, now finish this ice cream cone first".
"I'm full, you eat".
"Please, you don't want our son to keep spitting up, do you??".
Alex again could only comply with Irene's request. Pregnant women are champions in everything, including menjajai her husband. Alex could only express his frustration in his heart.
"This must be your revenge on me, Irene".
"All right, I'll follow your game".
"Most importantly, you're my wife now".
"Don't expect me to divorce you".
"You two are mine forever".
Alex stared at Irene's face as she continued to eat ice cream. Sometimes he looks spiciness, but still Alex continues his meal.
"Why are you, upset with me??".
"Not so, I'm upset at this rujak, why can it be spicy like this".
"So you're sorry you ate that rujak??".
"No, of course I'm happy to spend it, you said for our son, right??".
In my heart Irene laughed amusedly. Looking at Alex's sweaty face with his mouth pungent, funny. If only it wasn't prestige, Irene had already photographed it. But he still held back as much as possible.
Alex is not strong anymore. His mouth was hot and his face was sweating. He immediately put his face in the fridge. Not until there, he flushed his body many times with water.
"Alex, are you okay, right??".
"Do I go alone".
"Wait for Irene, I'll drop you off".
"Come, I'm ready".
"You're serious, change your wet clothes".
"Geez, I forgot, wait a minute, 5 minutes I'm ready".
Irene waited for Alex who was changing clothes while opening her phone. On social media, Doni was on vacation in Bandung. Maybe he went with Vera. Irene closed her phone when she saw Alex was getting ready.
"You promised to meet Tamara at her office?".
"No, we'll meet him at the restaurant".
"And he doesn't know we're married yet".
"So, until the day of the reception, let it stay like this".
"Yes, I understand Irene".
The two immediately went down to the parking lot to pick up the car. Afterwards they head to the restaurant to meet Tamara. On the way Irene still hopes that Doni
contacted him, but there was no news from him either.
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