
After Arif's house, Ammar did not go home immediately. He actually went to his subscription nightclub to vent his emotions and disappointment. Ammar downed the liquor, even this was already the tenth glass. His eyes looked pretty, because he was getting drunk.
Miranda who happened to be there was also surprised when she saw the figure of Ammar.
“Ammar? Wow, what a coincidence!” Miranda. He rushed up to Ammar and sat down next to his lover.
“Hai, darling. How come here don't take me, anyway?” Sapa Miranda holding Ammar's shoulder.
Ammar spontaneously brushed Miranda's hand off her shoulder and glanced at the woman's cynic.
“Do not disturb me!” Pinta Ammar cold.
“Why are you, anyway? How rude is this the same as me? You have a problem?” Miranda asked in a deep tone.
“I said, don't bother me!” Benak Ammar's. Fortunately, the sound of music is too loud, so other visitors do not hear the snapping.
“Why are you angry? What am I wrong?”
“You are all liars! Two-faced! There is nothing I can trust anymore in this world. All those traitors!” Ammar raved in a high tone, his eyes showing great anger. He then moved on and walked away leaving Miranda.
Miranda grinned, she rushed after Ammar who walked out of the club with a stagger.
“Honey, wait! What are you, anyway?” Miranda pulled Ammar's arm, but again Ammar brushed it off.
“I told you, don't bother me! You're deaf, yes!” Hardik Ammar with sharp eyes.
But Miranda did not give up, she still tried to be sweet to Ammar.
“Darling, what's the matter? If you have a problem, tell me. I am your lover, I will help you.” Miranda said kindly.
Ammar laughed heartily. “What kind of love would be able to lie to his partner, haa?”
“What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean.”
“You must understand what I mean. So don't pretend! You and Jihan are the same!” Ammar again snapped at Miranda.
“But I never lie.”
“Oh yes?” Ammar raised his eyebrows. “Now you're lying. Basic hypocrite!”
Miranda gasped at Ammar's insults.
“Why can he say that? What does he know about me?” Inner Miranda.
“From now on don't bother me anymore! I hate you! I hate him! I hate everyone!” Shouted Ammar and hurried away.
“I won't let you go before my goal is reached. I'll find out why he can accuse me of being a liar.” Miranda said with a sly grin.
He no longer chased after Ammar and let the man go with his anger.
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Ammar arrived home, he walked in lazily, his face was wrinkled and filled with streaks of anger. Joseph and Anita had been waiting for him since, but Ammar instead walked past them without greeting him at all.
“Ammar!!! Papa wants to talk!!!” Sergei Yusuf.
“I don't want to talk to anyone!” Sahut Ammar and return to continue his steps.
“Ammar!! Don't be insolent!!” Jerky Yusuf. And managed to make Ammar again stop his legs and turned to look at his parents with a cold face.
Joseph also approached his son Anita, and sighed when he smelled liquor.
“Do you think those drinks can solve the problem?” Ask Yusuf.
Ammar simply exhaled, without any intention of answering the question of his father.
“Mar, you are not a child anymore. Learn mature. Think mature, do not be rash.” Yusuf.
“What does Papa actually want to say? Just directly! Don't beat around! I don't have time to listen to it.” Answer Ammar haughtily.
Joseph stiffened his jaw. “This child!”
“Pa, relax. No emotions! Remember Papa's health.” Anita tried to calm her husband.
“Papa wants you to take off your words and apologize to Jihan and her family. This is a misunderstanding, Jihan will not do such a lowly thing! He must have been framed!” Yusuf.
Ammar smiled cynically. “Papa still closes his eyes and defends that whore.”
Plyaaakk ....
One hard slap back landed on Ammar's left cheek.
“Jaga speak! Papa has never taught you to be so insolent!”
Ammar fluttered as he clenched his hands tightly to hold back the growl.
“You're aware? These insolent remarks and attitudes can hurt the feelings of Jihan and her family.” Yusuf was angry.
“Son, never say bad words when you're angry just so you win. Your anger will gradually disappear, but your hurtful words can hurt the feelings of others for the rest of his life.” Sela Anita, trying to advise her son.
“You guys are so afraid of their feelings getting hurt, then what about my feelings? Do you think I'm not hurt by all this?” Ammar asked with a cross eye.
“Nothing hurts more than being betrayed. And just so you know, I won't take my word let alone apologize to them. It's up to you to be angry, I don't care.” Ammar hurried away from Joseph and Anita.
“Ammar! Papa and Mama haven't finished talking!” Yusuf shouted, but Ammar did not care and immediately went into his room and slammed the door hard.
“Already, Pa. Don't force it, just slow down.” Anita rubbed Joseph's shoulders.
“But he's been rude to the Arif family and even to us, Ma!” Sahut Yusuf is upset.
“Ammar is still emotional, he needs time to calm down. Better now we go home, later we come again if Ammar has calmer.” Anita Pungkas.
Joseph breathed a heavy breath. “Iya, alright.”
Joseph and Anita leave Ammar's house.
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