The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 102. One step ahead
Chapters 102. One step ahead
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"I don't want you to get hurt, let me take your hard place!"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Melly Goeslaw ~ Stars My Heart)
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Bu Kartika felt powerless again, he felt like he was being skinned all-out by Mrs Regina as well as Abhimanyu. All their words, made his awareness of his actions that had been less precise reappeared.
Instead of wanting to make his daughter happy under the pretext of obeying what he wants as a parent, he actually makes many people hurt. Arya what else. The innocent man, now must insecure in enslaved guilt, because it became the cause of the death of the scrape in the stomach Andhira.
He intends to contact Bu Hana after he calms down later. Even if necessary, he wants to meet.
He drowned himself in the prayer mat. Asking for directions, pleading for forgiveness. Hope destiny still want to be kind, to leave a piece of happy story for his children.
He looked at Dhira's tired face. Tired of birth and inner more precisely. A wisp of pity became one in his heart, making him to give one a decision.
He allowed Dhira to start a life with Abhimanyu. As Oma Regina said, she is a widow waiting for her turn to die. He has decided to trust Dhira more.
Seeing Abhimanyu's decisiveness and policy, he believed the man was different from Indra. Although he did not deny if Arya is the ideal figure according to him. Other goods other price, others others standardnya. And for this, Miss Kartika is actually still inferior.
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"Where are we?" Abhimanyu deliberately asked, but he himself knew that the key to the shophouse was still on Sekar.
"Where?, yes to the shophouse mas" replied Dhira in a soft voice.
Abhimanyu smiled, " Actually..." Abhimanyu deliberately hung his words, he wanted to see if Dhira was curious if not.
"Why?" Dhira turned his head, looking at the curious Abhimanyu. The car they were riding in was still slow, deliberately made so by Abhimanyu, because he wanted to linger with Dhira.
"The key is in Sekar. Wisang just WA me, Sekar again the same as him!" abhimanyu said while entering the teeth of his car, because it will turn from the fork towards the big road.
"Well, I can. Keep Shinta?" dhira's eyebrows wrinkled.
Abhimanyu sniffed his shoulders. Representing the word I also do not know. As soon as he held Dhira's hand, he clasped it and kissed it lovingly.
"I'm so happy, Dhir, I finally got to this day!" tukas Abhimanyu smiled. He drove with one hand, while the other held Andhira's hand.
Dhira was both happy and happy with Abhimanyu's treatment. If he remembered, it was unlikely that he could be with Abhimanyu. Considering her marriage with Arya is almost happening.
Now he believes more in the classic wise word, if the soul mate is not going anywhere.
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Abhimanyu brings Dhira to his apartment, he wants to ask Dhira to rest first, considering that the woman has not rested after the hospital.
Initially Dhira refused, but after being given an explanation Abhimanyu if Wisang still invites Sekar away, making Dhira manut.
"Where are you going to rest, what kind of medicine from the hospital?" Abhimanyu opened the other room to Dhira. He wanted to let his wife rest.
"It's here!" dhira pointed to his bag.
Dhira stood in the room with a casual feeling. Abhimanyu said he needed rest. His soul and body were tired. The roll of fate waves dragged him to the lowest point of his life. Feeling like he's not.
" There's a change of clothes in the closet. You rest first. While waiting for Wisang to come home. I was in the next room" Abhimanyu stopped his activities, he did not want something urgent down there to make Dhira uncomfortable. He was self-conscious enough for that one thing
Dhira feels back the lips of Abhimanyu that he missed, but the cessation of their hot kiss, making him know the man if in front of him really wants himself to rest.
"I'm in the next room, sleep!" Abhimanyu kissed Dhira's forehead deeply and overtime. A moment later he closed the door of the room, while he was still standing there. Dhira hurried to wash his face. He was really sleepy that afternoon. He subconsciously revealed a smile of happiness, as a companion steps towards the bathroom.
In Abhimanyu's room he threw away his clothes, making his body open. Then he rushed to the bathroom. Sultry and of course the hot tempest inside his body wanted him to get rid of it with his own method.
He flushed his body with cold water. Kissing Dhira for a while already made her manhood wake up. He's a normal guy, but he knows that Dhira has just experienced something unpleasant. Dhira has not recovered.
Actually deep in the recesses of his heart, he is still in the haunt of guilt because unconsciously with the growth of seeds in the womb of Dhira the other day, it also raises the stigma is not good for the woman.
But hell, he is just an ordinary human being who gets to the point of confusion, as well as distrust if you have to lose Dhira. He is Abhimanyu Aryasatya, will not let Dhira continue to bear bad predicate. Promise in the heart will not tolerate anyone who will make the heart of Dhira hurt, even if only with verbal words.
Cold water pouring from the shower, still continues to flutter his clay body. He swept his hair back, feeling a cold sensation. Oh if Dhira saw Abhimanyu during the middle of the sections, the woman would surely scream in awe at Abhimanyu's body.
The cold water, he let it continue to wet his body. Expect the heat that arises in him due to the desire race that arises when kissing the Dhira, reduced.
Soon after, he released a version of himself.
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Wisang deliberately hunted his shame, by typing a message to Abhimanyu. He's really embarrassed. You see, his heart dag dig dug not clear. Unlike when he was with sexy women, who were tasked with quenching his thirst for maleness.
At the restaurant, Sekar prefers silence, he has no face anymore, because he was involved in a serious scene with the man he suddenly admired. He did not know Wisang very well, but so far the man is good mind.
The woman took rendang, vegetable cassava leaves, sambal ijo and kuah kare lung. He did not dare to look at Wisang's face. He even tends to hurry. Wisang looks still aggressively scrolling his phone on the table.
Why is she that cute now, why am I so sad? Sekar suddenly insecure.
And why didn't he take food?.
Sekar headed to the table where Wisang was still busy with his phone. Immediately after Wisang put his phone on the clean white table, he pulled the food in front of Sekar. " You're how, why don't you get me, here's to me, and you can take it again!" wisang Tukas.
As he glanced, what he wanted was the man beside him "No way, that's mine, I'm tired of waiting in line!" A moment of annoyance.
Wisang did not care, he immediately put his first feed into his mouth." Mmmmm!" wisang gumam.
Sekar still frowned, his two eyebrows were linked to each other. Indicates annoyance.
"Mmmmmm!" Wisang still ber am am em ria. Enjoy the delicious rendang delicious.
"It's really delicious, you really understand my taste!" wisang Tukas. Makes Sekar piss off.
Because he was also very hungry, inevitably Sekar finally moved to the front again. He took the same food himself with a cobbled heart. I could have eaten well, I just admired the man, now it's throwing a tantrum again. Gerutu Sekar in his heart, while taking two rice pitchers and putting them into a wide plate white.
Sekar took food with a manyun lips, tend to be mosquito. But when he was about to turn around by carrying a plate of Padang rice with a side dish of various kinds of cow's innards, he was surprised by the presence of someone.
"Hallo baby, you're here apparently. Wherever anyway?
A man sat in front of Sekar with a smirk smile, Sekar was aghast to make the plate in his hand fall. Making all those there focus their attention on Sekar.
The man took two steps back to avoid shards of shard and rice spills. "You!! sekar's body trembled, fear engulfing him that very second for the sake of seeing the man who greeted him.
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