Replacement Ribs

62. The Rage of Tristan

"The nation!"

Prangs!

The glass ashtrays became pieces and scattered on the floor.

"Sick, Bego!" Lucky rubbed his cheek that had just been hit by an ashtray by Tristan.

"If I have to die! Dogs!" maki Tristan again.

"Tan, you why be me, anyway?! I know I was wrong about your sister. I want responsibility."

Tristan still shines a spotlight on Lucky with a flash of anger.

"Lo know? Because of you, I almost lost my wife, asshole!"

"Tan, you heard my explanation first!"

"Die me!"

Bugs! Tristan slapped Lucky's face with his left hand.

"Mas! What the hell is this?"

Kirana broke both. After entering the room and hearing a noise, he was moved to the back porch of the house. And found her husband hitting Lucky.

"You're in! He should be taught a lesson."

"Mas, Mommy. Calm down! Speak carefully. You don't have to use your muscles, you can too" Kirana said.

Tristan seemed to be unaware of the condition. If Lucky retaliates, he can be helpless. His feet and hands are still in bandages.

Kirana had to persuade Tristan even harder, until her husband would sit down again. Talking to his friend. He chose to go back inside. Sitting in the dining chair for not wanting to interfere in Tristan and his friend's conversation. Which he himself does not know what they are talking about so that makes Tristan ride apitam.

While outside, Lucky with a face full of regret reveals everything that happened between him and Silvia. It started when they were both under the influence of alcohol. They spent the night in Tristan's apartment, which was then inhabited by Sivia.

Since then, they check in at the hotel often. Lucky is only a place of impingement for Silvia.The man never had a problem with it. Because for 32 years of age, he has not been able to commit to one woman.

"Gue told him I want responsibility. But he refused. He still wants to chase you until he gets it. What can I do, Tan?" Lucky's voice sounded sad. Maybe even this time the man regretted his actions. Or maybe he got the stone. For only in Silvia did his seed grow.

"Tan, you want to help me find him, right?"

"Gue there's no time!" answer Tristan ketus.

"Gue was worried that he was reckless about the contents. A week ago I met him. She was frustrated and wanted to tell her baby. Yes, my first child should be treated as his own. I'm a jerk, not that bad," said Lucky.

"Lo find it yourself. I don't want my wife to misunderstand me anymore."

"But you can't if I marry him?"

"Whatever you!" Tristan again took a cigarette from the box that was lying on the table.

"Well, you're still in sin? Search there! He needs money to support your son!" tristan sarcasm.

Lucky got out of the chair. Stepping gontai leaves Tristan.

"Gue back, Bro!" half a bit of a mumble.

"Hm." Tristan cleared his throat without looking at his friend.

He was very angry with Lucky. Because of his friend's ila, the trust he built collapsed. Until Kirana does not care anymore about any explanation. It could even be that his relationship with Kirana would run aground if Kirana could not trust him anymore.

Tristan looked up as he felt a touch on his shoulder. Kirana rubbed it gently and held it from behind.

"I should have heard all your explanations" Kirana said. Then whisper an apology.

Tristan grabbed the hand that wrapped around her neck. Kissing Kirana's hand with emotion.

"How about we help you find Silvia?" cetus Kirana suddenly. Not without reason, but Silvia was pregnant. He needs someone to accompany him. Silvia did not even have the savings to finance her life, while the fetus in her stomach had to develop properly.

Kirana is able to empathize, because she is both pregnant. She had experienced pregnancy without her husband. He did not lack the attention of his father and mother. Silvia, she's a kara.

"I don't want to!" that short answer made Kirana speechless. It seemed Tristan already really did not want to deal with Silvia anymore.

"I don't want to risk losing you."

Kirana put on a smile. He had no idea how scared Tristan was at the moment. Did her husband really love her?

I want Kirana to ask about it. About how deep it felt for her. But always stuck in the throat. And that question is evidenced by Tristan's increasingly possessive attitude.

"If I promise I won't dispute what's past?" Kirana tries to shake her husband's stance. Because at least, if Silvia was already married to Lucky, the woman might not be determined to make trouble in the household of Tristan and Kirana

A slow gust sounded. "Listen Kirana, don't let me do what I don't want to do" Tristan said.

Tristan's answer was locked by the passage of a wheelchair into the house. Kirana no longer spoke of Silvia.

She followed her husband who walked to the front of the house. The car that was delivered Lucky had not even seen before.

A white SuV parked in front of the house.

"This is the car, Mas?"

Tristan nodded while commenting on the smile. "Likes?"

"Yes ... like it, anyway."

"Doubt the answer?"

"The same price tag, Mas. Turns out my money was only 250. Forgetting that yesterday has been used to buy a motorbike," said Kirana while grinning.

"Who asked you to pay for it?"

"So who pays?"

"Your husband can still afford to buy just one car for you."

Kirana throws "Shoot! Really not asking for a change?"

"Geez Kirana! You think your husband is that stingy? Take all the cards in your wallet for you."

Kirana also chuckled. "Thank you, Mum."

He landed lips on both cheeks of Tristan repeatedly.

"Where's the key, Mom?" kirana asked her new car keys.

"Why what?"

"You try. All right, invite Mentari. Mr. Cip was not feeling well. But maksa still works," explained Kirana. He did not have the heart if he had to see Mr. Cip who complained of fever but still forced himself to take Mentari and Kirana to the hospital earlier.eum.again had to drive Bu Ratih Arisan at Nabila's house.

"Bring buffer! Come with me" said Tristan.

Kirana went into the house. Picked up his wallet and also a buffer to help Tristan walk.

Kirana sits behind the wheel and Tristan in the passenger seat. Mentari school distance is no more than fifteen minutes from the main house with average speed.

Arrive at Mentari school, right when the learning hours are over. Tristan saw a very familiar car. Silvia's red city car. And the car door was open. Silvia appeared from inside walking into the school grounds.

"What do you want?" tristan Gumam.

"Let me go down, Mas" Kirana said