Trapped in Love HOT DUDA

The Risk of Loving a Duda

The image frowned irritably, with her face bent she grabbed Jemi who woke up and cried, probably because she heard the commotion that occurred between her mother and Erik earlier, thus disturbing her deep sleep.

Mang Jaja and Yanti had prepared to re-enter the two suitcases that had been dropped from the Citra car, but the two people felt bad to throw out the former hostess.

"Ma-sorry ma'am, sir said you should immediately-" Mang Jaja could not bear to continue his sentence.

"Do you not have the slightest heart, you cannot see, my son is crying and must drink ? I'm just going to breastfeed my son for a little while, this time I'll make sure I leave immediately !" ketus Image's.

Mang Jaja and Yanti looked at each other and asked each other for opinions with their respective eye sign language.

"Well madam, we will give you time to breastfeed your child," Yanti finally spoke up and relented, her heart could not bear when it comes to innocent babies, although he has not been gifted a child by the power, but the soul to his mother is very strong, moreover, he accidentally heard the debate between his master and his ex-wife who said that the baby was the flesh and blood of his master, even though it was a big question mark in his mind, but it seemed like she would never have the guts to ask the truth to her master or to her former mistress

"Did Erik's future wife never protest, with photos of me with Erik still scattered in this house ?" tanya Citra in between herself gave a pacifier filled with milk to Jemi who is now in her arms.

"Miss Mira, you mean ?" ask Yanti to make sure.

"Yes, he. Is there any other future wife of Erik besides that woman ?" cynic Citra.

"Sorry, as far as I know only Miss Mira who is close to the master, and Miss Mira never seems to protest with it, after all, she has only been to this house twice," yanti Light.

"Two times ? Only been here twice ?!" shouted Citra in disbelief, in her mind Mira had one roof in the house, or at least often visited to see Erik there.

"Did your master's girlfriend never visit my ex-husband here ? What kind of a relationship is that ? Koar even wants to marry everything, !" cynical Citra, with a mocking tone.

"I'm sorry, but you haven't lived here for a long time, since you separated from you, you live in an apartment" Yanti explained.

"Cih, that cramped studio apartment ?" mock Citra because he used to know that Erik had an apartment near his office for once in residence if Erik was wanting to be alone.

"Not that apartment, you've moved to a bigger apartment because you live with Miss Mira !" Yanti deliberately heated up the manasi Citra, he was quite irritated by the behavior of his former wife who was arrogant and impressed always demeaning others.

"Me-they live together ?" para Beo.

It is fitting that the photo of him and the goods in this house are still left the same as when he was still a mistress in the house, it turned out that the reason was because Erik had never visited the house again, not because Erik still harbored feelings for him.

'I'm sure Erik still can't move on from me, I know him very well, his love for me is very deep, there was no way that she would switch and replace me in her heart with another woman who was clearly far below my beauty !' he said in his heart.

While mang Jaja began to busy downhill the picture frame from the wall of the room, and save it on a large cardboard.

"Eh, what do you want my photo ?" image protest when one by one images of himself are input into the cardboard.

"I'm just following your orders, if you want your photo, take it !" said mang Jaja while continuing to do the task given by Erik without being disturbed in the slightest.

***

Mira does look more silent since earlier in Erik's old house, it seems like something is stuck in his heart and mind.

"Ah, not ! I was just wondering, why don't you let them stay in that house for a few days, if not for Citra, at least for Jemi," mira expressed her curiosity doubtfully.

"Why ? You must have thought that I was cruel, huh ?" Erik smiled mysteriously.

"It's not like that, for your problems same image I don't want to interfere, but I also have to remind you that you can't be cruel with your own child, too, I don't mind you doing good to your own child, don't we ever talk about it, and I'll accept Jemi as sincerely as I do, '" Mira argues, he really does not want to be a barrier to the relationship between father and son.

"Honey, I know you're a good girl, so I chose you to be my future wife, believe me, I'm willing to accept Jemi, but for this matter, too, I don't want to get involved in Citra's domestic affairs, don't feel like there's a problem, then she makes me a shield for her to hide, I already have you, I have to appreciate your feelings, I have to respect your feelings, however I don't want to hurt your feelings" Erik explained at length.

"I'm sorry, it's dragged you into my past problems !" regret Erik.

"Resiko, fall in love with a widower !" grin Mira.

His heart was now calm again after getting an explanation from Erik, maybe he was just a little worried and too much fear that he actually created himself in his head.

Erik just smiled knots while shaking his head to see the behavior of the girl who was soon in the edit.

"What are our wedding plans, am I allowed to ask your mother for permission in the near future ?" erik asked to switch the conversation.

"Emh, I think it's best not to involve my mother, I've been living like a door orphan, but she's also dumped me" Mira said slightly choked, there was pain and tightness blocking his throat when he had to discuss the problem of Tita, the mother.

"I don't want to force you, just do what makes you comfortable" Erik rubbed his girlfriend's head, he understood that Mira would feel sad when discussing her mother who was still there but as if she had never been in her daughter's life.

"Thank you, you understand me !"said Mira.

***

The image finally brought Jemi to his mother's house, he did not care if he had to hear the mother's nagging that would be very unfriendly to his ears.

"You stopped by ? Or your brain has gone back to the straight path, and realized that your now-initernal husband can't bring you happiness ?" sure enough, the sound of Lisa's mother's cry had been heard even when Citra had just got off her car which was quite a distance away from Lisa who was standing in the doorway of her house.

"No, don't ask this first, I'll be right !" spray Citra does not want to be inferior to the sound of her mother's cry.

"Children don't know themselves, you've been hurting my life, because you divorced Erik the plus the money, my life is not bad, because, no more monthly rations tens or even hundreds of millions sent from my beloved daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law who is now boro boro, no painin my son was just grateful I !" Lisa kept nagging as if her words were endless.