Past For Future's
Uncovering Secrets
"Excellent, NYO-NYA-DIR-GA." the woman spelled.
"What do you want." Cynic Moon.
"Sure you know what I want" the woman leaned over slightly to look at the Moon.
He clutched the Moon's hand before continuing his "WHERE ARE THE STARS!!!" speech!!!!"
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The two bodyguards guarding the Moon pulled the woman's body so as not to hurt their Madam. The woman who was none other than Lisa, the half-sister of the Moon smiled faintly. He raised his eyebrows cynically.
"Sadly, apparently marrying a rich man makes you even more spoiled."
"It's none of your business, get out of here quickly." insisted the Moon.
"Don't go near our mistress, come with me." One of the bodyguards dragged Lissa from before the Moon.
"Hey, the son of the actor!! My revenge is still there for you. Remember that!!" shouted Lissa.
The moon breathed heavily. She squeezed the dress she was wearing. Meeting the ghosts of the past really ripped off his old wounds. There was a rumble within the Moon that he kept holding. He had to fight his traumas which Star painstakingly treated during his lifetime.
Then the creature of God in front of him did not disperse his daydream. The moon was busy with her thoughts. What he thinks is not himself, but the fetus in his womb. She was sure that her half-sister would not let her live in peace.
"Remember my promise to always protect you, my Moon" said a man behind the Moon. The moon turned her head while smiling towards her husband who suddenly came.
"Kok Mas here?" tanya Moon grabbed her husband's hand.
"It just so happened that I just finished the meeting below." Dirga rubbed the face of the Moon "We go home aja ya." added Dirga with a very soft tone. The moon nodded in agreement.
"Eh, but Oliv?" The moon stopped its steps.
"Udah, don't think about it, Yukk." Dirga embraces his wife's friendly shoulder.
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A mirror reflects a beautiful and charming hue. The reflection of a shady gaze and a gentle smile adorned the mirror screen that was faced with a beautiful woman, very beautiful and attractive.
She drew her smile again showing herself that she was a strong and stout woman. But slowly his smile dimmed when a lump of heart that was on him felt pain. The woman took a deep breath and then gently exhaled. He must be strong, he must be able to fight his own desires for the happiness of others.
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"Ta, I'm in."
Verta turned to the door and smiled again to welcome the father of her son. Suddenly he felt groggy, I don't know what he was feeling right now. Today is the day when the truth will be revealed.
"Sit down" Verta lets Marcel sit on the sofa of Marcel's guest room.
"Where is the same Boy?" ask Verta.
"She's staggered me not to care about me, but after I persuaded her she finally wanted to forgive me." replied Marcel while leaning his body on the back of the sofa.
"Thank God, sorry Cel. Boy is a sensitive boy. I hope you understand."
"All my fault, Ta. All-nya."
"Cels...
"I'm not a good father to my son. I failed in bonding with my son." Marcel closed his eyes with furrowed brows.
"If you keep on beating yourself up, I want to go home." threatened Verta was about to stand up but suddenly snarled.
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Verta nudged her eyes as her body fell on Marcel's body. For a second, Verta looked at the man who held the title as the father of her child. His body immediately warmed.
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Verta gulped down the salivary violently as she felt something beneath her move. Marcel's chest that touched the precious part of Verta could only close his eyes and feel increasingly claustrophobic down there.
"SISTER MARCEL WHERE THE HELL IS THAT??" Shouted a woman from outside the room.
Verta quickly got up from Marcel's body while covering her mouth. Marcel stood up with a grimacing face holding something back.
"Therefore you don't play pull dong." cerca Verta.
"Not intentionally." Marcel took his foot out of the room.
"Liv.." call Marcel out of Verta's room.
"Where are you from?" Oliv's approaching.
"I'm.a.I'm in the room." replied Marcel awkwardly
"Why aren't you called? He said he was going to pick her up at home." Oliv protested.
"Sorry Liv, I overslept." Marcel scratched his nape "Yes yuk, sit down." Marcel let Oliv sit on the couch. He followed Oliv from behind with the road he made a little down so that something on was not visible to Oliv.
"Sister Marcel is sick?" worried Oliv when he saw Marcel's breath slightly stinged and pale face.
"Em, no really. You wait here first. I'm gonna take a shower first. I'm calling someone who wants to see you."
"Who the hell?" Oliv was getting curious.
"Start, yeah." Marcel stood with a bent position and also the same path. Oliv frowned seeing the strangeness of his lover
"Eh, photo of my guy." muttered Oliv while chuckling.
He was about to erect the picture frame again, but he saw a writing behind the photo. Oliv frowned as he read the writing.
"Marcel Cristian Pradigta?" Oliv flipped through the picture frame, "Kok I don't know if Kak Marcel's name is Cristian?"
"Hi, Oliv." said Verta.
"Sister Verta, right??" Oliv put back the picture frame and then examined Verta from top to bottom.
"Yes, I'm Verta."
"Kok Kak Verta is here? Brother Verta who's Marcel's sister?" wonder Oliv.
"We sit down first. Take it easy, sit down first." Verta let Oliv sit down.
Oliv only obeyed Verta's orders. But his head still held many questions that he wanted to ask.
"I'm Marcel's brother." Verta was forced to lie when she saw Oliv's already unusual expression.
"Brother??" ask Oliv again.
"This is Marcel using the show again. How about I say now Oliv keeps on raging."
"Eh by the way, have you been dating Marcel for a long time? I can't believe Marcel's wife-to-be is as pretty as you." Verta diverted the conversation.
"Em, yes Brother hehe. Not too long ago." Oliv was not satisfied with the words 'brother' earlier.
"What do you want to drink? let me make it." bargain Verta.
"Let me take it myself, brother." refused Oliv.
"Oh, hehe. Okay, let's." Okay."
Verta opened her phone and sent a message to a contact she named 'Uncle Cel'
The verta send message
"Why long bngt? 🤨"
Marcel reply
"BB hasn't sleptðŸ˜"
The verta reply
"Much more soap. More spit!!!"
Oliv cleared his throat which made Verta put down her phone. Verta smiled awkwardly at Oliv.
"The boy wasn't invited, brother? ask Oliv.
"That's...
"Hi all." said Marcel who appeared fresher than before.
"Why so long." protested Oliv.
"I'm sorry." Marcel sat down beside Oliv then put his arm around Oliv's shoulder.
Marcel glanced at Verta and Verta nodded her head.
"We want to talk to you about something, Liv" Marcel said seriously.
"By the way, I've been waiting for this."
"These are...
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