
News about the affair scandal between the former Ceo company S.K group with the artist berinsial M never subsided.
His photos and news often filled the television screen with gossip. In fact, he often gets threats and collisions from legitimate wives who actually have nothing to do with him. But because they made a society consisting of wives who were hurt by the actor so Maira is the target of their rampage now.
Maira's popularity declined, her career as an artist was completely destroyed. No one has given himself a job since the affair scandal. If it goes on like this how can he survive.
Maira growled annoyed at the news about her that spread everywhere. Everything makes him almost crazy.
Maira could not get out of the house, the fear of being run over by the women out there haunted her all this time. The look of ridicule and blasphemy to him made him unable to move outside the house. The stock of food at home has begun to thin, which is left now there are only bottles of liquor that accompany his day.
Since then, Bastian has never shown his nose. He was angry with Maira's attitude and left her alone at that moment. Bastian thinks Maira never appreciated the sincerity she always had for him.
Now that Maira was in her Apartment alone, with no one to accompany, she had been lonely for days. All this time accompanying him was Dimas and his manager Bastian. But now Dimas is in jail and Bastian is angry with him.
"Aargghhh" the cry of Maira filled the entire contents of the Apartment.
Maira was fed up with her current situation. Luckily the apartment was soundproofed so no one would hear her screams.
"Br*ngs*k you're Ayesha" Maira kept cursing and berating Ayesha. Since long ago he was envious and hated with Aisyah even though Aisyah had helped him from Maira's adoptive family who threw herself away but the envy of spite seemed to have ingrained.
He was envious of all that Aisyah had, parents, affection, possessions. All that he never had during Maira's life, instead making him feel indebted to the Aisyah family. It was precisely Maira wanted what Aisyah had to be entirely hers. Even if I had to take Aisyah's husband, Dimas Anggara.
Although Maira and Dimas had been lovers before Dimas married Aisyah, so he had no trouble destroying Aisyah, even Maira and her lover Dimas planned something for Aisyah. But again they failed, Aisyah was not as innocent as she seemed.
Maira fiddled with her phone and sent a message to her man to harm Aisyah.
[Quite as you keep an eye on the person named Aisyah and kill her, I've already sent her picture to you right. The address of the house is complex. Graha Saba Buana Jalan Papandayan 1 South Jakarta 40389 for him as if he had an accident. If you succeed 1M bonus wait. But remember to be careful and do not leave a trace]
[Every Miss. The order is received, Miss will not be disappointed]
[I am waiting for the good news]
Maira smirked a smile rising on Maira's sweet lips as the man replied to her message. Then take a glass filled with liquor and drink up until he is drunk now.
Not long after that the door of Maira's Apartment opened.
The thirty-year-old man entered and was immediately greeted with the smell of alcohol poking his nose from all rooms.
Bastian saw the state of the woman he loved was very sad, Maira who always wanted to look perfect now her appearance is far from the perfect word disheveled hair and thin body dry.
Even Bastian has not been two weeks away from Maira but look at that haughty and arrogant woman, Maira would never be able to do anything without her.
"Hey Tian, how are you?" drunk Maira greets Bastian who comes and approaches the man and hugs him, Maira's hand is on Bastian's neck, maira's legs were like jelly so she was unable to support herself even to stand up though.
"Bastian I miss, where have you been?" maira asked in a spoiled tone.
Bastian just shook his head looking at his behavior. He should not have come back here, given Maira's attitude back then. But because of his affection and love for Maira he can not think healthy, although it has been rejected by the woman for the umpteenth time but he did not have the heart to let Maira alone and slumped.
Bastian thinks Maira is in a state of turmoil and cannot think clearly and vent his anger on her.
Bastian pushes Maira slowly so she can sit on the couch, kiss Maira's rough lips and Maira replies. They were fused together and shared a sweat, without caring about anything else. Bastian does not care if he is with his artist, Maira also does not realize that he has tarnished his love which is reserved only for Dimas.
"Thank you Tian, you've always been there for me." that sentence was a sign of the completion of their activities. Now the two men are lying weakly on the sofa.
"Together I will always be there for you, so stop loving Dimas Ira, He can't give anything for you" Bastian said.
"What are you going to do now?" bastian asked again rubbing Maira's hair gently.
Maira shrugged her shoulders she knew not to know she could not think now.
"You'd better apologize to Aisyah!" bastian's Order.
Maira turned a glance at Bastian and then threw her face away, she did not like Bastian telling her to apologize to Aisyah.
"You have to be able to restore your good image to the public, or else your career could be ruined" Bastian said, staring at Maira's face.
Bastian let out a long sigh and took out his slowly, then put on his clothes back.
She no longer knew how to make Maira understand her current condition, she was already on the verge of collapse. Bastian did not want Maira's dream since childhood to become an Artist destroyed.
"Well, I'll apologize to Aisyah" Maira said with a smile rising from Bastian's face.
"really?" bastian asked to make sure his hearing was not misheard.
"Dad" answered Maira.
"Well, I'll make a press conference soon, you stay here and rest" said Bastian then left Maira. He was happy that Maira wanted to change and apologized to the people he had hurt.
Unbeknownst to Bastian, it was all just camouflage from Maira, she was willing to apologize to Aisyah. His hatred for Aisyah had been ingrained since childhood.
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