
Meanwhile, Eric seemed to push away Vivian's body that was on top of her. The woman with the age of two years above Eric is really aggressive now. But what Vivian did was not her idea. There is an older brother behind it.
"Already Vi...." Eric tried to stay away from Vivian, but what you want to say, Vivian was increasingly aggressively pursuing him.
"I can't Ric. L like you. Especially after that day. I'm falling in love with you." Eric looked away at Vivian's words. Her memory revolves around the damn night, where she who was mumbling, chose to drink a little alcohol in her apartment. Unexpectedly, Vivian even visited. And the woman seemed to take advantage of Eric's half-drunken state, until that night the two went through their hot night for the first time.
Eric understood enough that he had already desecrated Vivian, because the woman was still as slow as Eric barged in Vivian's possession. "You set me up, Vi! You know I'm getting married to Irish. You did it on purpose, didn't you?!" Eric's voice began to rise. He's really upset with himself. How could she get out of control as Vivian showed a sexy body without clothes in front of her.
"But you enjoyed it a lot. Irish, the girl is a colot. That old virgin would ever give it to you. I..I am. who is willing to do anything for you!"
Eric was furious at Vivian's remarks about Irish. Eric must have been well educated by Bian and his mother. In Eric's heart, the man clearly respected and understood what Irish was doing. Because a woman should be able to take care of herself.
The taunts of the old maiden and the colot often stopped by the Irish, but the girl seemed unperturbed, although the original Irish heart sometimes felt pain as well. He had not found the man who clicked on his heart. It's Irish's fault, if she wants to marry the man who really loves her. Not married because of the pressure from now and right.
"That's the location of Irish privilege. He can take care of himself....."
"Then me? I was shown to be still holy when you took it that night!" Eric speaks a thousand languages. There's no objection to that
Vivian smiled triumphantly. He likes to see the worry on Eric's face. It's time he made Eric even more hesitant to marry Irish. Again, as the sister suggested. Vivian will get what she wants, even if she has to crawl.
The older brother, of course, is very happy that Vivian can take Eric from the hands of the Irish. Who is the brother? Vina, a garment factory owner just like Irish. Apparently business competition coloring Eric's grabbing part.
Vina thinks she should put Irish down by thwarting the girl's marriage. Vina herself was fed up with the many compliments that were shown to the third generation owner of Tania and Co. Beautiful, successful, well established and good. The image of Irish is excellent, although the label of late-wedding women also adds tags to Irish. Irish does not seem to care.
If the Irish marriage fails, Vina thinks the Irish mentality will fall, her focus will falter, and that will definitely affect her performance. That's when Vina can take over the dominance that had been controlled by the Irish.
"I don't care about Eric, I want you to take responsibility, I'm not a cheap woman who sleeps with just any man. I just did it with you. Just for you."
Vivian approaches Eric, beginning to tease the man. Vivian loves Eric's touch. The man's game too. Vivian did not expect that behind Eric's cold and calm demeanor, the man could turn violent and violent while in bed.
"Don't bother me Viv," Eric passed away from Vivian's presence. Go into the room and lock it. I don't want to repeat the same mistake. They're at Eric.Vivian's apartment growling furiously. He even gave up his body for free. But Eric still did not take a glance at it either.
"I'm going to tell Bian about what you did to me! I can't accept you treating me like this Eric!" Shouted Vivian. Eric could only scoop his face rough. Not how much he heard the sound of a door slamming hard.
"I've made a big mistake! I'm sorry Ai. My love is not enough to get your heart." Inner Eric nelangsa. Maybe this is what he got from his act of not listening to the advice of papa and his mother. Believing that sincere love can soften a hard Irish heart like a rock, but she turns out to be wrong.
Elsewhere, Irish smiled as she looked to her left and right. They, Irish, Teo and Han were eating at a Malang meatball stall, near the Irish factory.
It was getting dark, curious souls began to appear. If Teo and Han are eating with a meatball menu in front of him, Irish is not. The girl was more interested in the ghostly apparitions that roamed around her.
"Eat Ai, you'll starve." Said Han, the man seemed to be very hungry, proving this was the second bowl Han devoured.
"Mas Han is hungry what doyan? Eat first." Brother but call mbak to his sister. Funnier. Han with his mouth while chewing on at least this complete menu. There are carbohydrates and proteins in one hap. Suitable for Han who lately has no time to exercise.
"Mas Teo, mas this mana to. Irish Kok feels like you've known Teo for a long time. I think it's that brother."
Deg, Teo stopped the meal. What Irish was beginning to realize by his presence. "Do you have a sister?" kepo Han's.
"Have it, twin sister instead. But he was dead when we were four." Answer Irish sadu.
Han instantly sharpened his sense of taste. With Teo getting restless. Han has the ability to look to the past, it could be his cover will soon be exposed. However Han's abilities did not apply to Irish. Because Liong himself locked the memories of the two.
"The thing that holds the two together is the key to their memory." Liong's words are still a mystery to Teo until now
"Have the picture?" Han asked. Irish hands over her phone, unexpectedly Han immediately knows the Irish phone code. "Where do you know my cell phone code?!" Cecar Irish is suspicious. Teo immediately rewinded his body. He would see, what today those two people would remember each other.
"I play a game. That number instantly popped into my head as soon as I held your phone." The two people looked at each other. "Who are you really?" Irish and Han asked simultaneously.
"Who is this guy? My phone password only Ivan and Dea know. They rarely touch my phone." Inner Irish was full of questions.
"I remember now, it was the Irish face that had always appeared in my dreams for these three years. Butwhy? He and I do not remember each other. Does this have anything to do with anything beyond reason?" Inner Han.
Suddenly the man got up from his seat. Pay his third meatball and then leave from there.
"Where are you going, Mum?" Teo shouted followed by Irish who immediately followed Han's steps.
"Finding the truth."
Han thinks it's time he found out about himself and Irish. "I'm sure you and I have met before. You believe in absurd things, right?"
Irish nodded. "Including if your brother is still alive?" Irish instantly stopped her steps as Han whispered in her ear.
"Don't joke you!"
"Believe it or not?"
The two men were again engaged in a dispute. Han with confidence about his feelings that rarely misses, and Irish who never thought, if he would hear a sentence that could make him the happiest for 28 years of his life.
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