The Third Match.
Guests not invited.
Hearing the door being knocked Gita opened it. Looking beautiful woman, wearing a dress that fits on the body, sunglasses perched on the nose, is fascinating. What else if the man who saw it must be clamps.
No wonder Marsel used to be crazy about him. Gita immediately stroked her stomach, this woman apparently did not feel sorry for her baby. Because, he measures himself always wearing loose clothes during pregnancy.
"Good morning Ma'am" Bella raised her glasses to the top of her head.
"Good morning, Miss isn't Arabella a model from Country B?" Gita is shocked as to what this famous model came to her house. What else the Gita is not personally familiar with other than seeing the show on television.
No, don't... Alfred.. oh no! Inner Gita imagined if Alfred was having an affair like before.
"Rubber, can I come in?" the 3-year-old woman from Marsel carved a smile on Gita.
"Please, but sorry, I haven't finished sweeping" Gita then put away the broom. "Not yet seven because my son and husband just left" Gita said as she walked to the corner of the room moving a broom.
"Hehe, I'm sorry. I'm meeting too early" Bella felt insinuated by Gita's words.
"Oh it's okay, please sit down" Gita sat down first carefully.
"Thank you, if you may know, what's your name?" bella asked as she sat holding her bag.
"My name, Sagita Anggraeni, is commonly called Gita"
"Good name" Bella mangosteen. His eyes looked at Gita's stomach.
"It turns out we're both pregnant, how many months? looks like Ma'am, you're pregnant" Bella smiled.
"It's been seven months, then Miss herself?" Gita asked back.
"It's only been six months" Bella rubbed her stomach. "This is my second child" Bella said without questioning.
"Oh well then, this is also a second pregnancy" Gita replied. "Miss wants to drink what, I make it," continued Gita and then stood up from her seat.
"Don't bother, I'm just a minute" Bella held Gita's arm.
Gita sat down and asked. "Miss come here no need what?" Gita has been curious since.
"I'm sorry. if I'm so presumptuous to come here, eemm. I would like to ask you something personal, but. I apologize once again" Bella took a deep breath.
"What are you asking?" Gita feels strange where there are people who just met and then asked personal problems.
"I'm sorry, is your husband, the ex-wife of a woman named Diah?" Bella Cecar. Bella actually knew from Thomas. Pretending to ask.
Deg.
Gita's getting weird hearing it. "If so, why?" Gita looked into Bella's eyes who was staring at her as well.
"I don't mean anything Ma'am, I just want to remind you, Gita's husband, still likes to meet, with Diah. If Mbak Gita is not careful. She was a poor woman who was crazy for treasure, hooked a man to his skill," Bella's delicate face had turned a crimson red.
"Oh that problem, my husband always tells me, every time I meet Diah, I understand, because there are no former children. It's only natural that they still meet, because for the sake of their child."
Gita began to know Bella was not as good as the ones in the media, in fact easily opened his own aip.
"Then...What does this have to do with you?" Gita wondered, if it was true that Bella said that her husband CLBK, what benefits for her, until this woman was busy taking care of other people's households.
"Hiks hiks" Bella looked down crying massaging the base of her nose.
"Well, instead of crying Non" Gita flabbergasted just now this woman was laughing but quickly cried.
"The ex-wife of Mbak's husband, is actually Ma'am's bad woman, hyks hyks"
Gita just kept quiet listening to what this woman was going to tell her.
"Miss, as I know, Diah has changed" Gita approaches Bella and rubs her back gently.
"Instead, Diah has taken my husband, not only that, my son has been influenced, to stay away from me, hyks." Bella is good at acting.
"Astagfirlullah..." Gita became remembered when the other day met Diah and her new husband at the mall turned out to be her assumption that Diah became the second wife turned out to be right.
"My husband left me, for the sake of the woman Ma'am, but Mbak knows, I am pregnant, hyks hyks hyks, my heart hurts Mommy, my heart sakiiit..." Bella hugged Gita. Gita rubbed her back.
Gita remembers accepting the fact that her husband had an affair with Diah, Gita also felt Bella's sadness.
"I'm sorry, if I confide, to Ms. Gita, because my extended family all live in Country B, no one can comfort me, then I have to come here." Bella stretched her arms.
"I understand, but it's not better... Miss Bella, sit together with her husband, then ask what she wants, that way maybe you can still be together," Gita's advice recalls when she managed to bring Alfred back to his arms.
"How to talk Mom, my husband just never comes home, when my phone is not picked up," Bella took a tissue in her bag shrinking her tears
Gita looked at the woman beside her, she remembered Alfred when having an affair with Diah was like that too.
"Makanya Mbak Gita. Ma'am has to be careful, sooner or later a woman like Diah, could have snatched Mbak's husband back"
Bella stared at Gita apparently had begun to be exposed to incitement, quickly conveying her intentions.
"If Mbak Gita wants to, I have an idea what if we work together,"
"Cooperate?" Gita looked at Bella with her mouth open.
Bella whispers something into Gita's ear. I don't know what Bella's planning is to make Gita stand up.
Gita did not expect Bella's classy woman would turn out to be sneaky.
"Oh no, it turns out you came here, just to incite me?! I beg you if there is no other interest, I ask you to leave my house immediately" Gita said.
"Well, thank you for the time, if Madam Gita changes her mind, call me immediately, okay, we exchange phone numbers?" Bella still dared to ask.
"I'm sorry, hp I just one, happened to be brought husband" Gita reasoned.
Bella then got up from her seat and grabbed the bag. "Excuse me" Bella left after putting the phone number on the table, which she wrote down on paper because Gita did not want to exchange numbers.
Gita lets the newly known woman go, not intending to drive her forward. He smiled rubbing his stomach because the baby in his birth was kicking.
"We have to take care of Daddy yes, son, so that you, brother, and Mommy, will no longer lose him" he murmured.
Gita then moved on to continue her pending work due to the presence of uninvited guests.
"Sayuuurrr..." Gita again undoes her intention to sweep, because the vegetable maker has called her.
Gita then approached the vegetable maker who had been mobbed by the mak-mak.
"Mbak Gita, what is the relationship with the beautiful model? mom's friend huh?" fawning for mak-mak.
"Betul Bu" said Gita briefly while choosing fresh vegetables. This is how the life of the Gita today, who used to always shop at the Mall, prefers shopping at the vegetable for the sake of family integrity.
"Mbak Gita, if the model was here again, share in the group yes, we want a photo together," said mak-mak enthusiastically.
"Good Ma'am" Gita replied as necessary while smilingly nodding her head.
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