One Bed With Ex

Find Arla

"Sir, I told you Arla's not here!" rianti said annoyed also afraid if Satria determined to break the door.

"In that case, open the door now, if your parents are resting, they will automatically be interrupted and open the door, but why are they silent? Then you're lying to me!" answer Satria.

Rianti was surprised, he was getting nervous. Satria was stubborn, she decided to break down the door.

"Stop sir, what if my door breaks?" shouting Rianti.

"I'll replace it!" satria continued to break down the door which then opened.

When the door opened, no one was there. A medium-sized room that looks neat, Satria's view is now fixed on the open window glass.

"Well!" he shouted while running towards the window.

It was a pity that Arla had already left from that place through the bedroom window. Seeing that Satria was feeling disappointed towards herself, she immediately ran to find Arla who knew the girl was still around there.

After searching here and there Satria never produce results. He calls some of his errands to find Arla in the area near him.

"Arghh! Damnit damnit! Why did you have to get away from me, Arla?!" he said while shuffling his hair.

Feeling disappointed and guilt always haunts him, making Satria upset with herself who has not found Arla. He also gets annoyed at Arla for knowing that her ex is now back away from her.

A few hours ago Satria searched for Arla at the Frans residence, she was also busy deploying her entire parapes to look for the girl's whereabouts. After learning that Arla is not in Frans' house or apartment, Satria returns to find Arla at Rianti's house.

What a wonderful day for him. But, he still does not want to give up looking for Arla's whereabouts because Satria wants to take responsibility for what she has done to Arla before Frans again finds her ex.

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Arla walks alone on the sidewalk. His face was pale as well as his limp body was unable to make his legs go too fast and too far. He sat on a roadside chair for a tired release.

"Revelation! Careful baby!" said a man who walked with his two-bodied wife passing in front of Arla.

"Almost fell down, thank you, Mas" said the woman with a smile.

"Yes, honey, what do you want to eat? What are you doing today? If you want something, buy it for you" asked the man.

"I want to be in a hold, hehehe...,"

"What's? In a carry? Like a little boy, hehehe, all right, here's a sling!" the man was holding his pregnant wife walking towards a restaurant laughing.

While Arla looked at them with a sad look, she looked towards her still flat stomach. Tears fell back on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry dear Mom, Mamah will still fight for our lives, sorry yes, Mamah has not been able to fulfill your desire to eat young mangoes" said Arla while stroking her stomach.

In the absence of tears that had previously spilled just like that. Arla feels this is not entirely Satria's fault, she herself also feels guilty for her own life as well as for the baby branch that is now in her birth.

If Arla had not vented her emotions by drunkenness, perhaps her life would not have suffered as it is today. Rice had already become porridge, he only had to accept the fate that had already happened due to his own mistakes.

Arla got up from her seat, she prepared to return to walk without a definite purpose.

Drt. drt..

Suddenly his phone rang an incoming call sign. Arla picked up the phone immediately.

"Arla, where are you now? Mr. Satria is not here, you better come here again, I'm worried about you!" said Rianti who called Arla.

"I..," Arla circulated her gaze, she swept across the entire place that was there.

Arla doesn't know exactly where she is right now."I don't know where Rianti is now,"

"What's? Lo stray la?!" Rianti sounded panicked and anxious, occasionally glancing at someone who was in front of him holding a knife.

"Yes, I stray Rianti, I don't know where this is anymore" replied Arla.

"Arla, let's explain what the name of the store is there, see the street reading, there must be a store, right?"

"Yes,"

Arla explains the name of the shop there and the street. The call just got cut off.

"Hallo, Rianti? Hello?!" Arla keeps her Handphome away from the ear with a feeling of worry because now her best friend is also threatened because of her.

Arla can guess for herself if Rianti is now also being threatened by someone. I don't know who threatened him. His mind turned to Satria again, thinking that Satria was threatening Rianti right now.

"Truly evil are you Satria!" says annoyed.

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Satria was still driving her car even though it was late at night. He never stopped circulating the view from behind the windshield, to make sure if Arla was walking on the side of the road.

The heavy rain made the car glass filled with splashes of water whose sound roared noisily. Satria saw a woman she thought resembled Arla standing in a tree shivering with cold.

In a hurry he drove the car closer to the woman. That's right, it's Arla. He stood under a large tree holding back the cold rain until it made his body shiver with coldness.

Unbeknownst to Arla, Satria comes to hug her from behind. Arla turned her head with a surprised guess to find a sudden hug from Satria.

"Don't leave me, I beg you, I will take responsibility, I beg you not to go again Arla," said Satria.

"Satria, what are you doing! Unhand me!" Arla muttered, trying to take off Satria's hand that hugged her stomach.

"No! I'm not letting you go! We're getting married now!" satria said firmly.

"You-you mean?" ask Arla not to believe it.

Satria took off her embrace, twisted the woman's body to face her."I'll marry you tonight!" said again.

Regardless of what feeling Arla was feeling, she was stunned and shocked. Isn't the night almost late? How could Satria marry her tonight?

"Come on, come with me!" Satria took Arla's hand to her car which was parked far away.

"Satria, I don't want to marry you!" said Arla suddenly taking off her hand.

Satria is looking."Why don't you marry me, Arla?" ask Satria.

"You think it's easy being a second wife? Remember that! You already have a wife, and I don't want to be the destroyer of your household!" arla said even though her heart was eager to accept Satria's request.