Trapped by the Love of Leaning

Little nostalgia.

Shirleen was still linking her fingers to her husband's, clasping tightly as if she wanted to be like that forever.

"By, remember the first time we met" Shirleen said, to this day she did not expect that Jason would really be her second husband, well second in the sense that he was twice married and divorced with the first so Jason was the second but the only one.

"Heemm" Jason looked at his wife's face. Shirleen was still the same as the first time she met in the garden. It was her smile that always made her fall in love again and again.

"You've even brought pizza home" Shirleen said again, beginning to reminisce.

"Yes, it's a crazy word" Jason said.

"Ehhh, you know, you were still horrified at that time, not that you were gone"

"I'm the one who doesn't know" Jason was proud of himself.

"Ck even proud of you sir, you are also proud to have the expertise in and in the house of the burglar cake" Shirleen again said.

"Yeah it's also one of my skills, how else dong"

"I also have a knack for paying" Jason was proud.

"I mean ?" wonder Shirleen.

"Yes inget not the first day we met even I swear you become a widow, granted the end"

"Ck, basic, you're a lunatic By"

"Eh yes one more, ever be an online taxi driver also you yaa"

"Yes at that time you did not realize, I also know that day you were with Athar" said Jason.

"What ? You know everything dong ?"

"Well, it's easy the next time I know your life"

"By, I really don't believe it" Shirleen shook her head, how can a high school boy do anything so rare anyone can do even if that person is powerful. Looking for other people's personal information, is the world as sophisticated as it is.

"It's not me who plays, said Roy who bobolin all the data of your life" said Jason again, he instead bestows his mistakes on the personal assistant.

"Tap him your subordinate, you can also be like that right" Shirleen recalled.

"By, you including you at that time already know the ugliness of my husband and my in-laws at that time ?" and Shirleen suddenly discussed the past.

Jason nodded slowly, in fact he was reluctant to respond, but as long as Shirleen did not discuss Athar well was not what for him.

"The paper you sent that time ? you know everything"

Jason nodded again.

"Don't that mean there used to be a lot of sneaky people around me" Shirleen regretted, she always trusted her ex-husband's in-laws and family first, but it turned out that was their reply.

"Udahlah By, why the hell discuss them" said Jason, he was lazy because it could all be later spread towards how depraved he was. What else do not let Shirleen discuss her mother Athar who is currently crazy. Even Shirleen did not know that Riana was dead at the moment, and that was also a little due to her depravity right.

"Yes By, sorry, uh yes said Mama you have never dated before, really yes life you are dating directly dapet widow" said Shirleen who indirectly laughed at herself as well.

"Who's the widow" Jason teased.

"Ck is that, where his son two more" Shirleen continued.

"Pake pellets what the hell widow can naklukin me this handsome ?" jason's confidence is too high, always proud of him.

"Hadeehh, don't know me, ah you keep doing it"

"What a fact, right ?"

"Yes, but I just found out people like you believe in yourself"

"Yaaa no papa confident if it's a fact, except that yaaaaa I'm ugly but maksa said handsome is not wrong" Jason would not lose if invited to argue. Shirleen began to feel dizzy in response.

"Yes but you are too" Shirleen protested as she pursed her lips.

"You are, you little guy"

"What ?"

"The answer was a foul mess" Shirleen said then she passed to Misca's room, to review what her daughter was doing.

"Yaaa no papa By, perverted also his own wife, already halal" defended Jason.

The joints are still clutching the box containing Fahira's hair. Should he do it ?

If Fahira is his son, then what should he be ? Had to accept the baby, no the baby was definitely not her flesh blood.

He then entered his house after a long silence did not get out of his car.

This house he bought after he was evicted Riska on that day, simple yet quite comfortable and spacious for him who only lived alone.

After Tiara's custody falls to her later, she will be staying alone with her daughter.

"Fahira" he muttered involuntarily calling the name again.

His mouth could have been selfish to put Fahira in the umpteenth position, but not with his heart since Athar said that his brother-in-law was not Fahira's biological father, he kept thinking about Fahira and began to be curious.

"Do I try"

"No, there's no way the baby's my son"

Rendi tried to get rid of her thoughts about Fahira, she never saw clearly the baby so she could not imagine how Fahira looked that was either similar to her or not.

Rendi continued to think about Fahira until without feeling he even fell asleep.

Dareen fiddled with his social media, he must have gone crazy at this time, stupidly he even stalking the account called "Dwi Rangga, from facebook he went to instagram and started looking for the same account with the same face which is certainly also the same, he wanted to see how the look of Sri's friend who he thought his father Fahira was more clear.

But strangely he did not find a photo of Sri at all in the account of the man, he who turned out to have the skill of stalking it looked disappointed.

This man has a special relationship with Sri.

Drett drattt drewtt, an incoming notification on his facebook inbox page.

Sure enough Dwi Rangga replied to his message and gave him his number. Dareen's eyes widened to look at the message that Dwi Rangga sent to her but was actually intended for Sri.

📩 You go to Sri, kangen symbok every day nanyain you continue to be with me, I kudu piye ? bales fast yo...

Simbok, nanyain Sri continues, what does this mean ?

Unknowingly his feet had even stepped towards Sri's room, and now even he was in front of Sri's room door, I don't know his body seemed to work faster than his thought.

"tok tok tok" Dareen knocked on Sri's room door.

Chequek.

"Mr Dareen ?" shocked Sri, it is already night but for what Dareen met him.

Dareen was silent, ah shit instead of being in his room, why he could even be here he thought.

"Mr Dareen, what's up ?" ask Sri.

"Aahh this, eemm this is your friend asking for a quick bales, so what should I reply to ?" Answer Dareen.

Well right, instead of that Dwi Rangga asked for fast bales, right so there is no harm in me being here now.

Seriate...

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