
The car stopped right in front of him and the door opened and came down a man in his full gray suit. The man was wearing sunglasses perched on his nose.
Nafeesa was still trying to get up from her seat, but she almost sat back down because of the sudden pain and pain in her ankle. He was trying to hold onto something so as not to fall down and sit down a second time.
"Yahahhhhhhh!!!!
He shouted back as his body almost dazed over the asphalt for the second time.
The sound of his cry came back because he was so afraid he fell back. Not yet relieved the pain in the buttocks, if back fall will certainly increase the pain.
Fortunately, before landing free, he got to reach an object that was used as his hand grip, until his body was saved.
Nafeesa pulls the strong end of the clothes from the person. So inevitably the person hugged the slim waist of Nafeesa so as not to fall. They hugged each other and looked at each other.
Until the car horn is able to break the silence that occurs between them. Nafeesa hurriedly removed her handrails from the man.
Nafeesa misbehaved so he reflexively cleaned all his clothes. While the man who helped her had walked back into his car regardless of Nafeesa again.
The car that had just sounded its horn, the driver was standing in front of Nafeesa and did not tire of apologizing.
"I'm sorry Mom, I'm late to pick up Mom" he said.
"It's okay, let's hurry I'm almost too late sir" he replied.
Nafeesa walked limped because his sprained leg had not been able to treat and check what part was scuffed.
His car has left the Nusa Dua Bali Hotel which is full of memories. Her tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at the hotel building.
Arriving at Ngurah Rai Airport, Nafeesa again walked in a hurry because five minutes later the ship had left for Jakarta Soekarno Hatta Airport.
So rushed that his wallet fell on the airport floor because he forgot to pull the zipper of his sling bag when he gave the car fare to the driver's online motorcycle.
His breathing was so tired he ran around and fortunately he still had time so it was not too late to get on the plane.
"Thank God, thank God I'm not late" he said as he sat in the plane seat.
Nafeesa was sitting by the window of the plane so she was free to look up at the clouds. The plane has taken off to Soekarno Hatta International Airport.
Some of the passengers were asleep in their sleep, but for Nafeesa in the slightest there was no drowsiness replaced with her mind fixed on her debate with her ex-husband which ended with a slap that was thrown by her hand onto her own husband's cheek.
She deeply regretted her actions, she had already felt very sinful for being rude to her own husband. He did not expect that he would bravely and presumptuously hurt the man he loved so much even though his love until they divorced was not reciprocated in the least.
"God forgive my mistake, I did not mean to slap Mas Andra, I was only reflexive for not accepting all the charges against me."
Her tears rolled back down her cheeks for the umpteenth time.
"I forgive my sins, O God, I have not even the slightest intention of even thinking of replying to all my husband's abusive treatment."
Nafeesa had a hiccup, she tried to suppress her voice so as not to be heard in the ears of others.
"Put out this heart and strengthen my heart to accept and live my life, and forgive all wrongs and filialities."
While Lidya is happy to be in a relationship with her new lover. Lidya is not concerned about the return of Nafeesa and Andra. He just focused on doing whatever it took to get pregnant to tie Andra up and immediately asked to divorce his first wife, his adoptive cousin's sister.
Today, they have sex in their private room with Andra's boyfriend Ardi. They perform repeatedly with various penetrations until they reach the peak of the splendid pleasures of the heaven of the world.
Just now he wanted to rest his body, but his phone rang. Lidya was reluctant to lift it.
"Yuu!! Who the hell called? just interrupt!"
Lidya grabbed her phone lying on the nightstand. His two eyes were glaring while his mouth was gaping so surprised to see who the person who called him was.
Ardi who saw the reaction of his lover immediately asked. Lidya immediately beckoned Ardi to shut up immediately by placing his index finger over her lips.
Ardi who was ordered to be silent soon made no sound but his hands went back to guerrilla over the top of the Himalayan hill.
Lidya did not prevent what Ardi was doing.
"Well, what's wrong?" Ask when the phone is connected.
"What the hell are you doing? I called your number but just picked up" said an annoyed Andra behind the phone.
"Sorry Mas, the water machine in the bathroom was stuck so I checked and now it's been handled by the service provider I just called," he said Lidya who was good at tongue-licking.
There was not the slightest bit of nervousness he felt as he spoke. Ardi smiled hearing the words of his lover.
Lidya gives instructions to Ardi to immediately wear his clothes and enter the bathroom pretending to be repairing the air shower machine.
"Wait for Lidya yah Mas, Lidya will go downstairs to open the door" he explained.
"Don't be long, I want to get some rest tired of it" he said before hanging up the phone.
Lidya immediately put on her clothes and tidied up the state of her room that was a little chaotic because of the actions of the two of them who did it on the floor wherever they did to the kitchen was not missed.
Lidya immediately walked down the stairs and previously warned Ardi to act so that their relationship was not discovered. Ardi just gave his thumbs up towards Lidya.
The door was open, Andra did not rebuke Lidya at all as usual who always make out without knowing the place. Lidya who was treated like just astonished but did not want to take a headache. He was happy enough with Ardi.
Lidya walked out and looked for the whereabouts of her cousin's sister and her husband's legal wife.
"The women of the village where, why not, is it not possible to have been dumped by Mas Andra? that's why my path is getting wide open."
Lidya gets even more excited if what she thinks comes true.
"I'm going to celebrate this with my sweet Ardi brondong."