Reply Revenge Tuk Former

Chapter 27

While Abian can only smile while stepping after the steps of Bella who is far in front of him.

“ Bell, you do know where to eat the porridge next?“

Abian only snorted amusedly with his memory of the incident a few hours ago. A funny incident that little Abian used to re-enfold Bella's body in her body's embrace.

Abian also had to thank the little girl, because if not without her there was no way she could get a rare opportunity like this.

"Where is it."

"Wait there and I'll tell you the place. I run really fast like another race." Chirper Abian.

Bella did not reply to Abian's words but just stayed in her place while covering her face with her hands that seemed to be a hat.

After approaching Bella, Abian's body is deliberately to turn her back on the sun so that Bella does not need to be tired to raise her hand to protect her face from the rising sun.

“Tuh there.“ Abian's index finger pointed at a blue tent with a brown cart bearing Mang Slamet's porridge.

"Lo no problem 'will eat in a roadside tent.“ Continue Abian again.

"No matter the origin of the food is clean and delicious,” said Bella.

That casual answer carried a speck of a smile on Abian's face. Not only did she not expect the positive response Bella gave.

Little heart Abian was really happy, for a moment he was reminded of the woman of his dreams. A woman that Abian had loved for a long time and Abian had never forgotten until now.

Bella sits quietly in a plastic chair with a long wooden table lined with colorful slippery plastic pedestals typical of street vendors.

Does not look disgusted or dislike Abian's proposal. What looks even Bella who is seriously looking at her phone.

"Mang, chicken porridge is two servings yes," Abian told the porridge seller.

"That one do not use nuts and celery well,” said Bella

"OK, Non."

Whether since when or indeed from the beginning they met, Abian really likes to pay attention to Bella's face. Not just because of Bella's beautiful face. For Abain there is an attraction that makes Abian always curious about many things about Bella. Including this time both of Abian's eyes feel at home to see Bella who binds her long hair high enough to show her neck level.

When it comes to fragrance, when Abian stands near Bella sweet and soft fragrance is very smelled in Abian's nose. Like vanilla-flavored aromatherapy with cherry blossom mix.

"What do you want to drink, Bel?" Abian asked.

"Tea bottle only, but don't use ice." Pinta Bella politely.

"Okay, wait here first."

Before long, the two of them ate leisurely, occasionally talking about serious things about Bella's duties or discussing about each other's efforts while feeding her porridge or occasionally waiting for the porridge a little warm to be fed into her mouth.

Abian likes to chat with Bella, besides Bella's age also has broad insight and a good type of listener.

"So it runs out, this pass directly continues the Bel family business." Abian opened the conversation.

Bella's head nodded, feeding the last porridge in her bowl.

"When a pity, it seems Lo is more interested in other things and also at a young age gini still have time to explore."

Bella rubbed her mouth with a tissue. "The idea is so, but I'm the oldest kid. So yeah no problem. Again if not me who else will take care of the company. My sister is too small." Bella is realistic.

"Yes.lo was right as the first child. Prepare yourself to go into the business world. This is not just he said but it is true that it takes a lot of effort, consistency and good management in taking care of the company. Sometimes in the Capital we need people who work crazy just not enough." Abian tried to give her experience.

"Yes, you're right even though it hasn't plunged fully I've felt a little things like you said earlier. Not only must workaholic we also have to pay attention to small details even though others may consider it more beautiful."

Abian nodded his head. "We can still share with each other, in order to get a broader view and increasingly be able to establish cooperation with many parties."

Bella smiled but her eyes looked at Abian. "In business, we do need connections. But never mix business with a squeeze."

And Abian was silent could not respond because from the beginning his heart had already put feelings on Bella.

As promised, Abian lets Bella drive home by herself and ends up being picked up by Bastian at the chicken porridge where they eat together.

"What's crazy, Bas." Abian seemed to be sitting his butt on the sofa in his office.

Abian did not come home but he went back to his office. The atmosphere of his home has also lately become uncomfortable. Since her mother continued to press and scold Abian about the problems of her marriage to Amel.

"Lo deketin Bella. The mode lo. Remember, you're getting married soon." Bastian Chirrup.

Hearing that, Abian even raised the look of his annoyed face. "Let it be, after all, it's not purely my will to get married. When married I often.“ Abian spoke seriously with the insertion of his jerk.

Bastian can only shake his head, Abian when he has discussed marriage can be a spicy mouth and look like someone who is selfish.

"Batalin only Bi, you want to undergo a toxic marriage like that. Tired of knowing a lot of the drama."

"Bas, that sounds like the title of a soap opera." Abian even airs his laughter. Respond with jokes.

Bastian grunts sebal. "Heh, basic! I as a good friend give you advice that you actually respond to joke." Bastian raised his hand in the air as if giving in to Abian's attitude that took his future not seriously.

Abian smiled knot. "Bas, canceling my marriage with Amel is not as easy as you think, I'm not trying to end. But Amel was hard to predict and he always had a desperate way to keep this marriage going."

Bastian's forehead is wrinkled. "What is Bi, I don't understand. Amel's kayak girl period that looks calm and soft so had a shortsighted mind exactly the role of antagonist in soap opera." Chirper Abian.

"Lo can say that because you did not get affected, while I―" Abian sighed long it felt heavy to tell this incident to Bastian.

"Already the Bas, it's happened. I have decided again. Let me just like this, my dizziness. bodo very much lah.“ Abian continued to be upset and closed his eyes with one hand.

Bastian even frowned. "Dian, you're not clear! You complain now you accept it. What is bipolar."

Abian immediately patted the base of Bastian's arm. "What the fuck I say bipolar. Damnit damnit! That's what you really say, Bas. Gini-gini my boss lo.“

"Buset, don't wear a hammer, sir." Bastian's hand rubbed the base of his arm that Abian had hit earlier.

"It's important you shut up. I think there's something I need to find out about Bella."

Bastian leaned his body against the back of the sofa. "Do you think Bella is a former lo time High School who once lo story," asked Bastian carefully.

Abian pressed the temple of his head. "He's too similar I don't believe sometimes but the more I get used to him the more real he is, Bas. Not just his attitude but his expression as well."

"Duh Bian, your life is a real dilemma. Lo was once a playboy," said Bastian.

"Well, how do I look like a five-star bus."

Bastian straightened his body and rounded his eyes wide. "Crazy, your confidence deserves a thumbs up." Bastian put his hands together.

"Ah, confide in the same lo always ends this way. It's never serious."

Bastian patted the shoulder of his close friend while pressing him as if he was massaging him. "Bian, I as a friend of your duty to support, love the view and direct you if you get lost. The decision-making problem all depends on you because it's your life, Bro. I just message you not to regret every decision you make."

And Abian could only be speechless at the words of Bastian sage which unfortunately deeply touched his heart.

"Thanks Bro." Abian patted Bastian on the shoulder.

"Oh, did you ask for a restaurant reservation at the ForSea hotel.. Is that so?" Bastian.

Abian nodded. "Yes, is the reservation finished?"

"Yes, already. The tag structure is in the chat. Check it,” said Bastian.

Abian took the phone that was in his pants pocket. And sure enough, Bastian had done what Abian had asked for early in the morning.

"Indeed you are the most reliable Bas. It's not free to be my friend." Abian's expression looked delighted.

Then, Abian fingers nimbly typed the message.

Message to Bella. “Tonight is eight.“ And don't forget Abian sent us his location.

"Ah, a little cunning is not a problem like that," Abian murmured inwardly.