The Primadona

chapter 51 Didn't expect to meet a soulmate

Chapter 51

Sleep medicine that is always consumed is enough to make the duration of sleep long. Until I woke up when it was morning, all night I passed without awake at all.

It felt so light my body, with a little singing towards the bathroom. After finishing and wearing neat clothes, I enjoyed a cup of coffee while waiting for the hour set by Widya. Apparently some messages from him were queued up from last night.

Widya asked me to drive her to her friend's usual place for scrape therapy. He said Dimas was busy to the point of not being able to deliver himself. I've already replied to a short message and agreed to a request.

My eyes stared at the needle, then moved after grabbing the car keys. Directly towards the practice of Doctor Dimas who at once right in the area behind them is their residence.

After not getting out of the car, Widya Chandra has come closer. I opened the door and Widya sat down at the wheel.

"Huuu, it's still a rubber clock!"

My foster sister is still like the one who used to protest, but that's what makes me miss her. There are so many moments we have spent together.

"You're the one who's been impatient, what time's the promise? I'm on time, you know."

"Yes, anyway. But I've been waiting since." Widya wants to win by herself.

"Then, who's wrong?" I frowned while smiling at the pair of eyes from behind the veil.

"Steep, Brother Earth!" We laughed for a moment.

During the trip Windya told me about his happy life. Her twins are often picked up by her mother-in-law. According to Widya, her father-in-law is young and Dimas is an only child. That's why I didn't see his son when I saw him.

Widya knows a lot about my secret. Anyway all my problems he knows exactly, Windya asked about Mozza, he's been losing contact with his best friend since Dimas sold his assets. That was the last time Widya communicated. Mozza changed all his social media accounts.

Then I explained that we were no longer in touch. I'm honestly saying Mozza's been stuck living a glamorous life. And it's gone from my diary.

Likewise when Widya asked about my relationship with Clarisa. Widya knows I can't move on from that woman. Then I explained, that my age is getting older and it is unlikely to be as strong as Clarisa's desire to have excessive sexual libido.

Widya supported the unanimous decision. I want to end the adventure of the night world. What else when Widya gave enlightenment that death is like being beside us, wherever it is following the steps of living beings. What if I die during a Mass? I'm straight istighfar.

According to Widya her best friend is a good person, she intends to match us. I just assented. After reaching the front of a simple house, I honked repeatedly, Widya immediately went down and knocked on the door.

A woman who was no stranger to me was there. Well, it's Dimitri Vangelis! Until rubbing his eyes, hoping this is not a dream and it's true that Mitri looks beautiful with a Muslim dress.

Not all of these bodies showed themselves yet, Mitri ran towards me, while saying my name. He hugged himself tightly, sobbing. Making Widya frown. He didn't think we knew each other.

Finally we went back in, Mitri told everyone that we knew each other. One who smothered this chest, Mitri wished I had come freeing himself from Bima. But the relationship again happened between the two and eventually made Mitri almost crazy. Lucky Bima did not force him anymore. Mitri is released and chooses to pull over, he often comes to the study and meets with Dimas and Widya. From there they were friendly and Widya respected Mitri's thorny problems.

Apparently Widya is also friends with Bima. The man often followed the study, but when Mitri was absent. Bima left Mitri to him, as promised I did not tell him that Bima gave herself to me.

After a long conversation, apparently Mitri did not live at the address given by Bima. He prefers to live in a simple rented house but lots of neighbors, making him able to blend in and forget about everything.

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Months passed, I no longer received costomer calls. Even business-specific contact numbers are no longer enabled. For the sake of the health of the imagination of sexual fantasies that keep trying to roast again.

Mitri's health improved the more we often hang out together and go to tabligh Akbar place. But never once did I talk about bed relationship or express feelings. It still feels afraid to say, even though Widya has given a hard code. They can't wait for us to formalize the relationship, understandably Mitri now lives alone, after his mother died because of blood cancer. Quite a lot of budget he spent with his stepfather. Debt was here and there and finally Mitri's body was sold in order to cover the costs.

Now Mitri was willing to return to the house that Bima had given him, even in his name. It was the last real money that Bima had to pay.

I used to go to Mitri's house. It felt like expressing the heart, but Mitri now looked cold and liked to switch the conversation when it came to matters of the heart.

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Either her happy ranking, I bowed in gratitude. Bianca has given birth, Bima sent cute baby photos. With the "Bima Junior" champion"

The good news from Surtyah. He confirmed that Bianca and Bima had agreed to return. I said many times"What wisdom I deny, O God!"

Now just live my life. After finishing the bath, then put on a neat outfit. Previously, Istikharah prayers were honoured with Him so that the desire to embrace the body of Dimitri Vangelis in the context of halal diridhai Allah SWT.

Before closing the door and leaving, I looked back at the hand begging Mitri to want the same thing.

Armed with support from Dimas and Widya I headed to Mitri's residence, this is the first time I visited at night. It was usually always daytime, as Mitri was unwilling to receive any nighttime guests. Even one moment I was reckless, it was true that Mitri was scared and made me feel guilty.

Since then I always spend the afternoon until the afternoon at his house. But never once discussing about our closeness before, Mitri asked that I get to know him with a new figure. It was not Mitri who had been tempted by the enjoyment of the bed for a moment.

Of course I understand and understand. The day this love gets bigger. His charms are increasingly radiant, especially his ability to recite the words of God. Drugging the sense of hearing calms my thinly believing heart. The fantasy shadow**** was slowly tepisy as it started dancing in my head.

I continued driving the car, accompanied by a song of prayer finally arrived in front of Mitri's house. Because it was late in the afternoon the security guard had locked the gate. I got out of the car and rang the bell. Until repeatedly finally Mas Gudel security guard Mitri home out in shock, his face looks astonished at my presence.