Revenge, Unreply
Ep. 26 > Next
"When is Mr Deon coming home, Non?" Ask Bik Inah who is sitting at the dining table, while watching Miss wash the dishes. Deon has been outside Negri for almost two weeks.
"No idea Bik."
"Not knowing. Her husband!"
Miss chuckles. "Any aunt, I don't know."
Finally, the sentence made Bik Inah chuckle along. He knew very well, after marrying Deon, it could be said their relationship was not at all like a married couple in general. Deon, never once touched Miss, and still be cold to Miss. Who has become his legal wife.
I don't know what, and why Deon married Miss all of a sudden like that. Clearly, he had his own reasons for it. As for Miss, she felt grateful. When Deon, asked him to sleep in a separate room, and asked Miss not to interfere in his personal affairs.
Bearing the status as Madam Deon, now Miss no longer has to slam the bones looking for a mouthful of rice. His life was more than a dabble, especially when Deon gave up the kitchen and home affairs entirely to Miss by giving her a black card that only the elite had.
I don't know, what dreams Miss can enjoy all of that in such a short time. His life changed drastically in an instant.
Waitaminute!
Miss still hasn't forgotten her original intention of marrying Deon. He is still on his mission seeking revenge against Anggara and his family. However, this is not yet the time.
Miss doesn't want to be rash. This time he had to set up a careful plan, and draw up a proper retaliation.
I don't know what kind of retaliation is in that innocent brain of his. Only Miss knows!
At the moment, he is still in the kitchen. Wet and greasy!
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Anggara sipped a glass of Tequila Rey. He wanted to get drunk, to calm his heart. I don't know what, which just keeps interfering with his feelings lately. An uneasiness suddenly engulfed him, without him knowing what the cause was.
"You need a friend?" A gentle caress approached the back of Anggara who was about to lose consciousness. It seemed, alcohol had already begun to take hold of him.
Next to the corner of Anggara's lips slightly raised, then turned back to the front, telling the waiter to pour another glass of liquor for him. Without serving the woman who is now, start trying to tease her.
"Can you take your hands off my body?" Imbuh Anggara, with his strong tone.
"Don't you need someone to bring you back to your senses!" Without heeding Anggara's orders, the girl's hand grew mischievous groping Anggara's groin.
"Once again I say, move your hands from my body!" Emphasisfully.
"What if I don't want to." With a word full of temptation, the woman thinks can conquer an Anggara.
But, it's not that easy. Despite being drunk, Anggara is not tempted at all. It's not like him at all.
Anggara who used to be, will definitely take the woman directly to the hotel room. But now, a glass of cocktails directly splashed into the woman's face.
"You're crazy!" The woman's shrieks were jolted from her seat, after a glass of cocktails managed to shower her.
"Didn't I say, take your hands off my body!"
And a direct slap floated on Anggara's left cheek. Afterwards, the woman immediately left the place full of emotion. While continuing to curse Anggara which he thinks is very outrageous.
I don't know who's wrong about that!
Anggara did not care at all about the slap. Back he massaged his nape slowly while looking down. It wasn't her cheek that had just been slapped that hurt. But deep in his heart, there is something that makes the heart feel pain even though it does not bleed.
"It looks like you're really going crazy if it goes like this Anggara! What exactly happened to you? Who do you miss this? It can't be the village girl, can it? Come on Anggara, get back to your real consciousness!"
His heart and brain are out of sync. Her heart asked her to find out about Miss, is she okay there? While his brain, strictly forbid. And forced her to forget all the beautiful shadows Miss had ever given her.
^TO BE CONTINUED^
