The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 199. Love is Forgiveness
Chapters 199. Love is Forgiveness
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" If everything is not the same. You, me and him are different!"
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Devan
Unlimited loyalty has been intensive he lakoni for the boss fussy stamp desert lizard like Abhimanyu. Dare to oppress the messengers like himself, and seem to have no power in front of the wife.
I don't know, if there's an even better slang, maybe Devan will replace it.
It diligently appealed to Alexa. For some reason, since an unsuspecting meeting in the narrow cabin of the plane, the man continues to ring the face of an exotic ayu from the woman named Alexa.
Apparently God did not want to let himself dissolve too long in his broken heart. Devan is typical of selective people actually, but when looking at Alexa who is far from the word glamorous it even makes his mind often disturbed.
However, not yet he floated various waves that seemed to make Alexa continue to sneer, a woman surprised herself with his sudden appearance.
" You're assistant to Mr. Abhimanyu Aryasatya right?"
Buset ni man, it's like a leak aja ngagetin!
Fortunately all that he said in his heart, making his reputation safe because in fact he often talk if shocked. Of course, it is not shameful to the person in front of him, but to the woman who is on his phone.
" We'll go on later. Tomorrow if I take a day off I promise to see you!" Devan spoke to Alexa in a soft voice while covering her with his hand.
" Crow!!" feeling ignored, Melinda now raised her voice.
" Yes, a minute!" Devan is still busy turning off his phone, his gaze is still pounding on his flat object.
Melinda was upset, because the man was disrespectful to her by ignoring her speech.
" Yes, there is something I can help you with!" Devan is now ready with the position of the hand he folds but down, by being right above his heirloom. The position is similar when the defenders and midfielders of football players waiting for a corner kick after offside.
" I want to see your boss's wife!"
Devan flinched with a flat face. He sighed.
Sundel does not want to stop because of emang.
" I suggest you don't see Ms. Dhira. You've already made trouble madam!" lang Devan is still with a flat face.
" I don't want to make trouble, I just want to apologize!" lang Melinda's.
The words of the woman in front of him could not be trusted. Devan insisted on rejecting the Caterpillar Group CEO's request. Company name that matches the attitude of the owner. Caterpillar. The kegatelan. According to Devan.
" Can't, I ..."
" I'll see him myself!"
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Women are really creatures that are difficult to guess and control. The poison world version of the Changcuters there are many models and types. One of them was a woman named Melinda. The woman was firm and had a face intimidating her interlocutor. It's hard to control.
Devan ran as fast as he could towards the ballroom where the event was still on the title when Melinda was seen returning to her room. I don't know what the woman wanted to take. But clearly, the woman will definitely meet the wife of her boss immediately.
" I'm sorry sir, ma'am ..I can't resist!" assistant Abhimanyu was sweating in the air-conditioned room.
Abhimanyu and Dhira were still in a confused fashion, looking at each other, examining Devan's hasty remarks. And while Devan was still setting his breath with a sweaty forehead.
" Mrs Aryasatya, can we talk to you for a second?" Melinda stood right behind Devan holding her breath. Now Abhimanyu and Dhira knew the meaning of the man in front of him.
Damn this bitch
Devan cursed in his heart while looking at Melinda's feet. Is still tracking the earth what not. Because he felt , the woman was very fast.
Dhira turned to her husband for a moment. Asking opinions. Devan became the most tense creature there. Will the battle happen?
Abhimanyu nodded, signifying giving his wife permission to talk with Melinda.
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The two of them are now sitting on the balcony of the hotel. So looking at the sea breeze that makes their clothes move to and fro.
" Safe!" Melinda suddenly extended her hand to Dhira with a smiling face, as they were now on the hotel balcony featuring a beautiful coastal peninsula jutting into the sea.
Dhira hesitated, but soon after he received a helping hand from Melinda.
Dhira was still waiting for the woman in front of him to speak back.
" Sorry!" melinda said after their hands had been released.
They look at each other.
" I'm sorry for all the mistakes!" keep Melinda.
Dhira pressed her saliva while brushing her hair against the wind-swept ear.
" I don't know if you'll forgive me or not. But, I must admit you are a woman who is really lucky to have a husband like Mr. Abhimanyu!"
For a moment Melinda smiled wryly, to remember her being betrayed by her husband.
Dhira caught a sad look on the face of the woman in front of it. Smiles that contain bitterness.
" I'm just thankful to you. Because of you, I've come to know that we have something in common in terms of possessiveness!" terang Dhira's.
The awkwardness starts to fade.
" I'm happy, good luck always!" Melinda patted Dhira's arm softly while smiling sincerely. Melinda was relieved to apologize. Although he had to admit, the charm of Abhimanyu was indeed very strong.
" thank you. And hopefully when we meet again someday, I don't see you alone!" dhira's speech successfully made Melinda's steps stop.
" You'll see it later!" Melinda smiled and walked away.
Dhira stared at Melinda's back, which was now disappearing behind the walls of the hotel. Humans like Melinda are sometimes allowed to be present in life by God, none other than as a reminder.
Dhira knew that the woman was not okay. But he has no right to know further. It's all over. The cure for all problems is forgiveness.
The meeting of Dhira and Melinda apparently followed can Devan and Abhimanyu. Devan is now breathing a sigh of relief because what he fears is unproven.
For a moment Abhimanyu smiled, regardless of what his wife's heart was made of. Can remain relaxed even in front of women who have ignited emotions and jealousy.
" Boss!" devan opened his eyes to Abhimanyu towards his wife.
" CK, just don't!" abhimanyu's snort turned his body towards Devan.
" Boss!!"
" Hmmm!" Answer Abhimanyu lazy.
" Emmm I ..."
" Go home first, I'll be back tomorrow. I haven't bought a gift for the kids!"
" Remember, don't you make fools of people's children hold Van. You're old, Jagan, until you keep going until the feathers under your belly button are gray!" the Sabda Abhimanyu gives a silky spirit.
Goddamnit!
Devan only dared to. But wait, where does the boss know if he wants to go home first.
" How can boss.."
" The contents of your head are transparent Van, I can read it clearly!"
Goddamnit!
Devan grunts.
Still brave in my heart. He still remembered the absurd article made by Abhimanyu absolutely.
Article one :
The boss is never wrong.
Part two :
If the boss goes wrong back to chapter one.
And that means, as a snapper-class lackey. Devan must be silent and accept, all the impropriety of Abhimanyu. He had a powerful ally at the moment. Dhira.
" All right then boss. Oh yes, do not forget to buy an ashtray or keychain with a unique shape boss. I assure you, Miss Dhira would love it!" Devan laughed loudly.
He remembered the souvenir market in BL that sold ashtrays and key chains, with a shape and pattern that was so similar to the sacred objects belonging to the man who lived below the navel.
" Where does anyone sell that, sir? I'm going to buy!" dhira's voice suddenly rang out between their conversations.
" Sat!!!!!!" Abhimanyu glared at the man.
Devan suddenly choked on his own spit.
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