The Throne of Desire of the Candidate Duda

Chapter.90

[Aliya, can we meet? I want to apologize to you, I regret everything I've done, and also I want to leave Naya.]

Aliya seemed to read the message over and over again to make sure she wasn't wrong. "Do I have to see Miss Shela yes .. I better meet her, I also have to apologize to her, so that my heart is more relieved."

Aliya refocused her gaze on the phone screen, replying to the message.

[Miss wants to meet where?]

[Y Restaurant, now. I've been waiting for you here, come Aliya.]

Aliya immediately rushed, took a shower and changed her clothes with clothes that were quite simple but comfortable she was wearing. After he finished he stepped down the stairs and straight out of the main door.

When he was about to order a taxi online suddenly a bodyguard who indeed Alvino sent to keep Aliya came to him.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Emm .. I want to see my friend sir."

"Then I will send. Mr. Alvino asked me to look after you."

Well how is this, inner Aliya.

"Yes well, come on sir."

The burly man immediately turned to pick up the car in the garage, after the car driven by the bodyguard to the front of the terrace Aliya rushed into the car. "Get me to YY's restaurant."

"None right."

The car drove away from the Wilson family's main mansion. I don't know what Shela will talk to Aliya at this time, but Aliya feels more calm if she can talk to a woman who is still the first wife of her husband.

~

Meanwhile, in Alvino's workroom, Abian unceasingly looked at the friend in surprise because it was not unusual for Alvino to continue looking at his own face from the reflection of the large mirror in the room.

"Vin, do you want a discussion about a new project or do you want to keep reading?"

Alvino stepped up and immediately stood beside Abian. "Do you think I look like an Albino?"

"Bhahaha, okay. Yes the otong is similar, it can be poisonous again." Abian unceasingly chuckled at Alvino's question.

"Except that! You're asked to laugh."

"Well, why the hell, is there a netijen saying that you look like an Albino?"

"Not them but ... Aliya, the time in my contact name on her phone is yellow Albino. I actually wanted to ask him but he was still upset because of yesterday's problems."

"Haha, Aliya? Jeez, he can make you the most. If I look out of your very thin eyes and lips, you are indeed somewhat similar to that long yellow."

"Where possible! I am so handsome full pari is similar to my snake. You're not making me better, you're making things worse."

"You're the one who asked for a response, even upset yourself." Abian laughed again while shaking his head slowly.

~

The car carrying Aliyah finally arrived at YY's restaurant. Aliya immediately opened her seat belt. "Sir, just wait here. I'm just gonna be a minute."

"None right."

Shela who was currently sitting on a chair in the middle of the second floor room, Aliya stopped her steps for a moment, to catch her breath because she somehow felt so nervous.

After feeling better, Aliya continued her steps toward Shela.

"My lady's coming."

Shela stood up from her seat looking at Aliya with such a sharp look and also a sly grinning smile. "Sit down."

Aliya complied with Shela's request and sat down on one of the chairs in the restaurant. Even though he immediately sat in front of Aliya and looked at Aliya seriously.

"You've finally come too. No need to mince words I just want to ask what do you like about my husband, his face, personality or property?"

Aliya's feelings started to feel bad when Shela immediately asked such a thing. "What do you mean, Miss?"

"My husband is Alvino Wilson! You must have a reason to marry a married man, I've wanted to ask this for a long time so answer!"

Shela's voice made the diners who looked so crowded today, immediately turned to her and Aliya.

Seeing Aliya's terrified expression, Shela seemed to be getting excited about her emotions. He deliberately chose a public place, to humiliate Aliya.

"I've found out all about you. Ck, hahahaha, you're just a pel*cur sold by your own father. And you dare to take Alvino from me? Haha, you must be very troubled huh. You're posing as the best student at university xx but it turns out you're nothing more than a woman of the night."

Aliya gripped her hands tightly Sheila's words really hurt her heart. "My life is not you who live, know what you are about what I've been through all this time." Aliya stood up from her position. "If Miss just wants to talk about shit like this, sorry I don't have time."

Shela snorted in annoyance when she saw Aliya who stepped away from before her. "Stolen apples are delicious, but you're no different than a pig and a stray dog!"

Aliya again stopped her steps, turning to look at Shela from a distance.

Shela looked at Aliya with anger. "You shouldn't be present and screw things up! Have you ever been taught by your parents about a problem like this? Surely they were very sad to see his daughter become a pela*ur."

Aliya had completely lost her patience. If before leaving earlier he intended to apologize to Shela but at this time he began to feel that Shela did not deserve to listen to Sorry from him.

With Aliya's quick steps back towards Shela, he stood before Shela and stared at her sharply. "I heard before you married Mas Alvino you have been dating other men and also you are pregnant from the results of a one night stand with people you do not know, he said, who do you think is cheap here? You may know Mas Alvino is so happy when you know you're pregnant, but do you know how devastated she was when she found out Naya wasn't her real child!"

"Shut up!" shela murmur.

"Your room is filled with luxury items and also you are a VIP customer of all the figures of luxury goods. You learned to live a luxurious and content life from Mas Alvino but you forgot to learn to love him, for 6 years of marriage you played with his feelings do you still feel worthy to be called a wife?"

"That is his responsibility" said Shela who did not want to lose.

"Mas Alvino is also an ordinary man, he is not a statue that has no feelings. Because of that she likes me, I look special in her eyes despite wearing only jeans and a worn sweater. I who do not understand fashion, poor, and this village is able to heal his heart and make him love me. I respect you, Miss but now I know more and more what the reason Mas Alvino was tormented all this time, because you are so greedy! You are asking to be divorced immediately, are you sorry now? You're really late, your attitude now reflects your desperation after losing it all."

"You're ja"Lang!" Shela was about to land a slap but was quickly caught by Aliya.

"Stop Miss! You are the daughter of a respectable person not of a poor person like me but your word does not reflect your social status." Aliya threw Shela's hand into the air and walked away.

Shela, who was there, bowed and pondered all that Aliya had said to her.

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