The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 196. Dhira Mission (3)
Chapters 196. Dhira Mission (3)
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" Living in prejudice is hard!"
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Devan
The man was already finger gymnastics from the fifth minute, off from seven o'clock at night. Abhimanyu's indiscretion in following the event, brought its own advantages for the perfectionist man.
Ms. Dhira, you can come down now
After pressing the send button, Devan kept an eye on his boss from afar. When seen, Abhimanyu really looks moping. The figure of Dhira really brought a big influence to his boss.
Devan is good at berkilah, and shiny tongue. He left Abhimanyu. And sure enough, the woman named Melinda came shortly after she got out of there. He looked on dislike with Melinda who sat down to land her body casually.
A moment later, his boss' wife had already reached the ground floor.
Devan was flabbergasted by Dhira's makeup that night. He reached pangling. Dhira who never made-up thick it, now transformed into a truly extraordinary person.
" Sir Devan, is there anything strange?" Dhira felt insecure because Devan's mouth formed the letter O while staring at him, when Dhira reached the ground floor of the ward.
" You are so beautiful Mom!" devan. Dhira smiled faintly hearing Devan's rational reasoning.
" Well, how beautiful is Alexa?" Dhira still had time to mention about the short-haired Ground Handling officer at the airport this afternoon.
Devan grimaced, "Please pray Mom, I'm tired of wandering!" tukas Devan chuckles. Dhira already knows, so he's unlocking his secrets.
" Sure!" dhira replied with a smile.
" Mr.mom..." Devan pointed at 12 o'clock right from the coordinates he was standing in. By moving both his eyebrows.
Devan really felt goosebumps when he saw the damn hand of Melinda who was writhing in Abhimanyu's hand with no idea of shame.
He stared at Dhira's relaxed face which showed a difficult look.
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Andhira
He used plan B. He had to perform at the bar that night. Give up all his ability to make up for himself. Fortunately, he obeyed Rania's words to bring good clothes that night. And that fine dress, fell into a dress with an open backside.
Dhira deliberately did this, so that Abhimanyu knew that his wife could also be like career women out there.
Dhira's eyes stared intently at the woman who was clutching her husband's firm arm. Dhira knew at that time Abhimanyu looked uncomfortable with the woman. She understood, if her husband must be maintaining the norm of politeness there.
Moreover, that woman must also be one of the important people there. And he felt, the right time is now.
"Sorry please take care of your attitude, I already have a wife!" faintly Dhira heard an unfriendly intonation from her husband's mouth.
She could hear and clearly see the aura of dislike from her husband's face. But Dhira understood the attitude of her husband who still kept the feelings of the brash woman. They are honorable people, as much as possible do not create a commotion at the grand event.
" Wife? what wife? if you have a wife, of course you are not alone in this event!" answer Melinda ketus.
Dhira wanted to tear the mouth of the woman in front of him, for a moment he felt Dejavu . Dhira had also been dealing with a female destroyer when he caught Indra in a hotel room with Renata first.
" My husband is not alone!" Dhira could not take it anymore. Presumably he really must fulfill his duties immediately.
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Dhira immediately moved from the table. Fortunately, the table was in the back row. Devan had apparently been tuned in such a way, to make it easier for Dhira to leave.
" Because where are you going?" Abhimanyu really cursed himself. Now the big problems are really coming.
Devan who knew Dhira was heading towards him, immediately put on a new pretend face from outside. Dhira doesn't say hello to Devan, but Devan already knows about it.
" You!" Abhimanyu pointed at Devan's face.
Devan just put up a face mimic, what's up, I don't know!
Abhimanyu clenched his teeth while glaring at Devan. As if hinting that Deva must know all this.
" Replace me first, record everything that matters!" his words passed with rage.
Abhimanyu prefers to pursue his wife who, when seen from the eyes of his heart, there is a fire dancing on his wife's hair bun.
" Hehhhhh, already on the edge, still likes to intimidate people. I owe you Miss Dhira!" Devan chuckles with a carefree heart. To him, seeing Abhimanyu shivering like that was a rare pleasure.
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Floor 31 room 07
" Dear wait, I can explain. It's not like you see!" Abhimanyu frustrated, he could not bear if his wife silenced him like this.
Dhira did not reply, the woman went to the elevator and wanted to go up to her room. Abhimanyu's eyes were rounded, as Dhira pressed the number 31.
" Where are you going?"
Dhira was silent. As the elevator door opened, Dhira entered in silent mode, Abhimanyu quickly tailed Dhira.
" Duh honey I don't do anything, I don't feel good about snapping him. Especially there are many Directors from various regions!"
" Don't you get mad like this?"
" I'm not interested in any woman. I can't betray you!"
Dhira was still silent with a flat face, implying disappointment.
" Andhira Avanti, my wife!!! how should I let you believe?" Abhimanyu began to lose his words. That guy really looks so bad.
Dhira even repeatedly threw, fluttering, and threw Abhimanyu's hand that tried to touch his arm.
If Devan had seen the frightened stupid face that was clearly visible on Abhimanyu's sturdy face. Surely Devan will laugh with no stopping.
The elevator door opened, Dhira continued to walk her feet towards her room. He stopped at the door with the number 07.
Abhimanyu now understood, his wife could have stayed in that room. The man was still following his wife's movements.
Spacious rooms with king-size beds, and views of the open sea become a treat that is so beautiful. The best room used by Dhira makes Abhimanyu now know, his wife has another side that he just knew if angry.
Dhira closed the door, ignoring Abhimanyu who was still fussy with all pretexts and explanations, and a defense note that was not written by Dhira.
Dhira took off the heels he was wearing, throwing them around. Made Abhimanyu swallow his saliva. Because almost, the heels hit Abhimanyu's face.
A moment later he took off his hair bun clamp, and moved his head. Make the hair dangle beautifully. At once Abhimanyu gulped a second time, because his wife looked sexy and challenging.
A moment later, Dhira closed the wide white curtains to cover the transparent view of the glass wall.
" Dear please forgive me. Okay I was wrong. Tell me I have to be like..."
Dhira on her tiptoes stuffed the mouth of her husband who had just so tirelessly blabbed. Abhimanyu was again surprised by Andhira. Dhira became an attractive and very different woman.
His wife that night was really wild.
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