Unknown Love's

Lunch

'I'm so bored here', Inner Kinara. Her eyes looked at the entire apartment she now occupied with her husband.

After her husband left, Kinara took a shower and cleaned up the apartment. For the rest, he spent time squeezing the TV remote, moving the channel without knowing what to watch.

Glancing at the HP on the table, there was no call at all.

Huuff...

Kinara breathed heavily through her mouth.

Ddrrt.

His phone vibrates

"Hallo.", Kinara replied without seeing the name of the caller.

"Hi dear, what else?", Erlangga's voice made Kinara's smile rise.

"Mas.I'm bored here. Can I go for a walk?", he asked without further ado.

On the other end of the phone, Erlangga smiled.

"Where do you want to go, baby?", Erlangga asked.

Kinara paused for a moment, thinking about the purpose of her walks.

"Where is it, I don't know", he replied innocently.

There was the sound of Erlangga's laughter chuckling at his wife's innocent answer.

"Yes, I laughed instead. Is something funny?", Kinara protested.

"Sorry, sorry. You are funny, say bored and want to go for a walk but do not know where the destination is. Do you want to just go around in the middle of the city and end stray?", Erlangga still laughed a little.

Kinara pursed her lips, annoyed.

"Keep how dong mas. I've done all the business here. The apartment is also very nice. Watching TV, I'm bored, mas", whining again.

"Yes, it's gini. It's lunchtime soon. Later I will pick you up, we have lunch outside all the streets", replied Erlangga.

Kinara's eyes sparkled happily.

"Ok mas, I'm ready first yes", he replied quickly.

Erlangga left and their phone ended.

Tok.shock.

"Yes, come in", Erlangga had just turned off her call when her study door was knocked on by someone.

"Good day, mas.", the familiar female voice in Erlangga's ears forced her to turn her body, looking towards the owner of the voice.

"Viona, what are you doing here?", asked Erlangga, as if he did not like the sudden presence of Viona.

Viona smiled, she walked over and just sat down on the sofa that was in the room.

"I came to apologize for what happened that day. I'm sorry, I made your wife misunderstand".

Erlangga sat in his great chair.

"What's wrong. You don't need to come to discuss that. After all my wife had received all my explanations about the events of that time", Erlangga replied without looking at Viona. His eyes focused more on the file on the table.

Viona took a deep breath.

"Mas, have you really forgotten all our love? do you really think I've never been in your life?", Viona's voice rang out.

Erlangga closed the file she was reading and glanced at Viona who appeared to be down.

"I don't want to talk about that anymore, please. I know I made mistakes in the past to you and to our son, Alya. But I've been sorry about that. Now that I have a new life with my wife, can't you understand that?".

"Yes, I know you have a new life. I know you love your wife very much. But, you also have to know, until this moment I still love you. I just want you to give me another chance that we can be together like we used to be, even happier with Alya. I'd love to be your second wife, it's okay, I want to", a hiccup as Viona reveals her heart.

Erlangga is not comfortable with this situation. She does not deny that Viona is her first love. The love that he is very grateful for his presence, but now the situation is different, Erlangga's heart is fully owned by Kinara even though he does not know for sure how Kinara's heart is to him. One thing Erlangga knew, he loved his wife.

"Vi, please, don't talk about it anymore. I cannot betray my wife by coming back to you. That request of yours is absurd!", Erlangga's voice rose, making the clear fur in Viona's eyes more and more flowing.

"I'll see your wife, mas. I'll tell you everything. If necessary, I will bow down to her to allow you to return to me or allow me to be your second wife" Viona said.

Erlangga widened his eyes. He really doesn't like what Viona says.

"Are you threatening me, huh? don't think about doing that stupid thing just because of your own selfishness. I would love Alya, but not in that way", Erlangga stood up from her seat and kicked down her desk violently.

Viona was surprised by Erlangga's attitude.

"I'm not threatening you and I'm not selfish. You have to remember, our divorce used to happen precisely because of your selfishness that does not want to give me the slightest opportunity to explain the real situation. I have come to you now, and even I beg for your love, but is this how you treat me? I just want Alya to be happy, that's all", Viona put emphasis on her last sentence before she walked out of Erlangga's room.

Aaaarrgghh...

Erlangga shouted and pulled the rough tie. He was upset with the conversation just now.

Dddr.ddrr.tt.

Erlangga's phone vibrated.

"Yes hello..."

"Mas, I'm ready. Where have you been? he said he'd pick me up"

"Oh yeah, sorry baby, I almost forgot because I checked some files first. Wait another fifteen minutes yeah, I'll be there"

"Ok mas, I'll wait. Be careful"

Erlangga immediately took the car keys. Now he's trying to quell all his anger.

"Dance, please tell Soni, handle all my work today. I want to go out and not go back to the office again, yes", Erlangga said to her secretary before she passed.

"Okay, sir", replied Dance quickly.

Erlangga drove his car quickly. Viona's words were still ringing in her ears. Time and time again he hit the steering wheel, upset.

'It was all my fault. If I wasn't that selfish, maybe I was still with Viona and Alya', her mind was raging.

He realized the sincerity of Viona's love, even many times Viona said that she still keeps Erlangga's love until now. But Kinara's presence in her life has changed everything. Erlangga was trying to be a better person and husband for Kinara. He does not want his past to repeat itself.

Tok.shock.

"Yes for a moment", Kinara rushed to open the door. Erlangga was already standing there with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Hi dear, let's go", take her to Kinara.

Kinara returned her husband's smile, locked the apartment door and left.

"You are so beautiful dear", Erlangga glanced at his wife who was now wearing a mint green dress with a small black belt that coiled sweetly on her waist.

"Thank you for the compliment, mas", replied Kinara timidly.

Erlangga was very fond of his wife's expression.

'His face must be blushing', Erlangga's mind with a faint smile.

"Here is your hand", Erlangga stopped her steps and bent her right hand, asking Kinara to hold it.

Kinara smiled. Although she hesitated, she finally took her husband's hand.

"Well like this we are closer and romantic" whispered Erlangga making a red tinge on Kinara's cheek even more noticeable.