The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 33. A Different Woman
Chapter 33. A Different Woman
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"What's this?" asked Devan, who looked at Tiara like confusion. And he was aghast when he saw a woman who was familiar to him. Women who own shop where cakes and delicious food lined up neatly there.
Andhira turned towards Devan, who was walking pretentiously cool. Wearing formal ash-coloured clothing, shiny pantofel shoes, as well as clean slippery hair. Clearly indicates if the man who walked towards it, is not an ordinary employee.
"This sir, this mother who left food the other day. And now.." Tiara's speech was cut off.
"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. I just want to restore it sir" said Andhira who felt he had been there for too long. Returns a check only, until it makes him pass the time during this time.
"What?, he called me sir?" inner Devan.
"I'm sorry!" andhira said, retreating even before the two men answered. He thought about quickly leaving the many-story building, his son was waiting for him at this moment.
"Tir, do I look like you?" Devan asked Tiara.
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"What?" Abhimanyu regretted it very well, knowing that Andhira had just come to his office.
"CK, you're what Van is. Why didn't you call me!!" Abhimanyu is upset with Devan, who does not tell him that Andhira has come to his office.
Abhimanyu saw a piece of Cheque, which he left at Isun's Kitchen table the other day. Different women, if others would be mistaken to receive that much money. Abhimanyu.
Devan was sprayed. His intention to deliver a piece of Cheque, even impact on the mood of an Abhimanyu who became cringe.
"Cih, why is it so strange this is the boss when dealing with these mothers" he said in his heart.
Devan silent a thousand languages, really get simalakama. Report wrong, not report wrong.
"Sorry sir, the mothers were in a hurry" Devan became a guts whip.
"CK, stop calling him that!" Abhimanyu pecked in annoyance, staring intently at Devan who then bowed withered.
"No, again wrong" Devan's mind returned.
"It's Andhira!!" abhimanyu said.
Gleeekk
Devan felt a pain in his throat, as he gulped. "Mistakenly wrong again" his mind spoke. Looks like Devan's life is destined to be blamed by his boss.
Trings
A short message went into Abhimanyu's cell phone, he grabbed the flat object and read it. A smile puffed up on his lips, making Devan again frown.
+628579049xxx
I'm sorry I can't accept anything excessive, please don't take it personally. And I'm sorry I'm in a hurry, because I have to get to the gym. Thank you very much
Mama Raka's
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Andhira
He had to type a message for Abhimanyu. He's really in a hurry. Many times he saw the clock in his hand, hunting for time.
Apparently the business card Mrs Regina gave us was useful as well. Then he put his cell phone in his bag.
"Snake it faster!" pinta Andhira to the taxi driver. Of course he did not want to miss the match involving his son.
In a hurry he headed for the door, to enter the audience stands. Fortunately she was not late, but when she was about to enter and was waiting in line she saw her ex-husband there.
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Indra
He had persuaded Renata to accompany him, he also deliberately took permission to see his son compete. But Renata again refused to participate in the affairs of the flesh blood.
Yes, after all, he had been trying to always involve Renata, intending to make the woman as the mother of his child's connection. He just wants to be a good dad.
But not in the guts, he even saw his ex-wife was also in the queue of the audience. Entering into the audience stands.
"Andhira" he said in his heart.
He saw his ex-wife was now more beautiful, but he saw a hostile look from the face of his ex-wife.
"Only?" he asked, it could also be said to want to make small talk.
Of course, his ex-wife herself, who else should be with?.
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His boss even told him to cancel all meetings. In order to visit the biggest sports arena in the city. Totally bonkers.
"Van, do you think I should change?"
"Will you start again, if I answer this must be wrong, the answer must be wrong, silent especially" Devan said.
"That's good sir!"
"CK, you are!!. I'm going to watch sports, when I wear office clothes?"
"Then, we go to the mall first, sir. We buy clothes and then you can change clothes there" Devan suggested, trying to serve.
"You are, later Van. I'll be late !!"
"Then it's better you don't have to wear your clothes!" his inner.
"Did you say Van!!!
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Andhira
Whether it was a coincidence or fate, he got a seat next to Indra. The afternoon match will feature the Tunas Bangsa school team against SMP Sakti Buana.
"God, why should it be here anyway" Andhira grumbled in her heart, as she looked at Indra who was sitting next to her.
More than a week just connected by phone, making Dhira really miss his baby. He waved his hand to Raka. Smile as widely as possible, provide support.
"Raka's spirit!!" andhira shouted as she clenched her hands up, accompanied by the best smile.
Regardless of the existence of Indra who also did the same thing with him, honestly even though there is still a sense of Indra. But he tried to shake off all feelings, there was nothing left for a traitor.
She just tried to be a strong person, Raka's business with her ex-husband can not be prevented. Because after all Raka is still Indra's flesh and blood. But for the thing that smells of feeling no way!
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Rabbet
He smiled happily when he saw the number one woman in his life, the woman who was very important to him, was standing up to give encouragement to him at this time.
But he actually did not expect, if his papa was there too. Sitting to the right of her mother. It's just that this is better, because there is no presence of the figure of the corn-haired woman, as some time ago. As a child, of course, he was very happy and happy.
However, a spark of discord seeped into the recesses of his heart. Although both of his biological parents were sitting close together, there was clearly a separation wall that was built. Unseen, but can be seen clearly by him.
He waved to his parents, then he gathered for a briefing with the official team from his school.
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Finally Abhimanyu changed his clothes in the car, after a series of complicated meetings with Devan who had been made dizzy seven circumference. Yes, Devan was the one who was told to buy a change of clothes, with a time frame that was so limited. I don't know how many times Devan has cursed.
"Sir, this is better. Otherwise we'll be late soon!" Devan finally spoke a bit more loudly, because already some clothes were pointed at his Boss, but always not in accordance with Abhimanyu's wishes.
"Too tacky!"
"Do you have no taste Van!!"
"No, I'll look old if I wear that!!"
And there are still many other damn words, as a form of strong rejection Abhimanyu, against the clothes of choice Devan.
Eventually the choice fell on a black polo T-shirt, with beige jeans as well as black sneaker shoes.
"Perfect!" abhimanyu said satisfied. While Devan, just exhaling his breath was rough. Never had that boss been, acting as strange as he was now.
Do not ask, with the power of money anyone can cut complicated bureaucracy. Including to come to the prestigious match title, as it is today.
Devan is still faithful behind Abhimanyu, actually he has never come to a sports building or the like. Because he is not competent in this matter, he is also typical of men who are lazy to exercise.
But when he entered, he was even confused because his boss was even pecking, with a sharp gaze toward 2 o'clock.
"Otherwise this is Mister, suddenly my feelings are not good, I must be the one who bothers" inwardly.
Not yet he finished making up, Abhimanyu already looked annoyed.
"Van!!!!"
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