When My Infidelity Revealed

Get you

"So your boss's name is Sekar?" While waiting for Shakila to pick up a dress, the crossbred man, asked Pingkan again.

Of course Pingkan astonishment and curious. Why this man before him, seemed to have an interest in Sekar. Five times the man asked about his boss. Give a moment's gnarly, why men can't get enough with one woman.

"Yes Mister," Pingkan replied with a clumsy smile.

"He's not divorced?"

The question that the man before him asked, made Pingan frown. Why does the man seem to know the problem of the Sekar household.

"Lacking to know I'm Mister hehe." Pingkan scratched his nape that did not itch for a moment. It is impossible for him to say that Sekar is pregnant so he cannot be separated. Pingkan did not want to interfere too much. It could have been this unknown man, just wanted to dig up information. So Pingkan played it safe so he could keep working at Sekar's boutique.

"My sister goes there first yes, if you have finished choosing, just call me," Pingkan said later when he saw the man was silent.

The brown-eyed man replied with a slow nudge.

A few minutes' delay.

The man and his daughter had finished shopping. Both are at the cashier. Occasionally the man stole a look at Sekar, who was busy serving customers as well.

"Maybe he forgot me" he murmured softly.

"What's Mister?" ask the cashier while sliding Michael's atm.

The Indonesian-Dutch crossbreed man looked over for a moment. "Nothing, continue!" sahutnya quickly with a flat face and back to turn his eyes towards Sekar.

The cashier looked misbehaved because the new buyer had not heard that he needed a pin atm. "Mister, the pin atm, hehe?"

The man looked again. Just woke up. He immediately put the pin. Finished paying for clothes. Then rushed out of the boutique with Shakila while carrying some brown paperbags. Both of them stepped quickly towards the car park.

"Daddy, Shakila wanted Mommy to be like the wonder woman" Shakila said as she sat down with her Daddy.

The man only commented a thin smile and stroked slowly the long hair of Shakila, his only puppet princess.

"Mister Michael, our client's rewinded the meeting hours." From the steering wheel of the car, a slightly wrinkled-faced man named Flores, who was Michael Luivton's right accomplice said quickly.

"Good Mister. So where are we going now, Mister?" Flores turns on the vehicle and drives slowly.

"To an ordinary place. Oh yes Flo, I asked you to find the identity of the owner of the boutique and report to me immediately," Michael said immediately.

"Well Mister, I'll look for it."

Michael cleared his throat low in return.

Michael Luivton is a Dutch lawyer and businessman. He only lived in Indonesia for six months. Although Michael is of mixed blood descent but he rarely returned to Indonesia.

Because there are no more families living here, alias all have settled in the Netherlands. However, six months ago because he already had the status of a one-child widower. Michael left Holland, looking for calm. And hope not to see his ex-wife named Kiara again. Despite being separated, Kiara was always looking for things with him. Divorce happened because of a third person, Kiara cheating on Michael.

Not only because of the third person but also because Kiara forgot her duty as a mother. Little Shakila was never taken care of by Kiara. The woman assigns all her duties to the baby sitter. Until at night, Michael was angry when he had just returned to work. Found Shakila in high heat. While Kiara was busy with her affair.

"Daddy, that woman is very beautiful, Shakila wants her to be Mommy Shakila, sometime to the boutique again yes," Shakila said again when she saw Michael did not reply to the words earlier.

Michael looked. Arcing a smile

"Yes, but Daddy doesn't promise, pray Sweety."

"Hm, okay!" sahut Shakila girang.

Michael looked straight ahead again, staring at the incident a few days ago. When I first met her at the supermarket. Yaps he was the man that Andre spat at at that time. Michael had just finished coming home outside, intending to try something new. However, he did not even bring money when he wanted to pay for drinks and wrongly brought an atm card. Turns out the limit of the card is over.

It's unfortunate, but Michael is a little grateful for being able to meet beautiful women and motherhood like Sekar. Sekar helped him even though the woman was cute and jutek.

From the first glance, Michael was already fascinated with Sekar. The beautiful voice of Sekar strengthened his faith instantly. His shady eyes but also impressed firmly, Sekar's long and slightly wavy hair, as well as the smell of Sekar's body is sweet and elegant, making Michael shadowed until carried away dreams for a moment.

Today, by chance or what, after days of imagining the face of Sekar. Finally Michael was able to meet Sekar again, but it seems Sekar did not recognize himself when he had been trying to steal a look at Sekar.

I'll get you, Sekar! Hm but why hasn't she divorced yet huh, how weird?