
Orange was surprised because Marcel kissed his flat stomach and then placed his forehead on his stomach. The tiny hands of the orange were raised to stroke Marcel's head.
The jet-black-eyed man exhaled his breath slowly while staring at the beautiful face belonging to Orange. A thin smile rises on the tiny lips of the orange that again makes Marcel hide his handsome face in the flat stomach of the Orange.
"Don't ever get angry with Zizi just because of a small thing, Brother. We ourselves know how difficult it is for Zizi to survive with the depraved man of Albirru's cake. Isn't it our goal to take Zizi's sister away to make Zizi happy and free from Albirru?" the word orange is directly embraced by Marcel.
"It's not hypocritical, brother. People also if arriving at a large company that was raised with others would be shocked. That means also arriving to be rich. Moreover, Kak Zizi is not too materialistic," said Jingga who was nodded by Marcel. Indeed, Jazira is not the type of woman who when she is overflowing with a lot of wealth, she will foya foya and feel happy. But she's a simple girl who doesn't pursue material things.
"We try to persuade Zizi first yuk? Hopefully he will, he also needs this for his survival in the future." Jingga tries to get Marcel to persuade Jazira again.
Marcel nodded his head and began to rise from his seat and stand straight in front of the orange. The man stroked the top of the head belonging to Orange accompanied by a thin smile attached to the face of his handsome. The orange that was stroked his head also raised his head to look at Marcel who was also smiling looking at him.
The orange raised his right hand and he dropped it on the chest of Marcel's field. Slowly, his hand stroked the chest of the man who firmly and responsibly took him and Jazira away from Albirru without thinking about how he would bother bringing two women abroad.
"Thank you so much" said Jingga with a sincere smile. Marcel scrunched his forehead confused and then stroked the cheek belonging to Orange with a loving gaze.
"For?" marcel asked in a confused tone. Orange just shook his head accompanied by a breath that sounded a little heavy. Marcel who understood the feeling of Orange also hugged the woman who succeeded in replacing Jazira in Marcel's heart.
"Thank you because Brother Marcel would take the risk of taking Orange and Brother Zizi away. Orange actually feels grateful to have Kak Marcel in life Orange," whispered Orange in the arms of Marcel who made Marcel increasingly tighten his embrace to Orange.
"Gue is more grateful to have you in my life. Don't take my kindness to the two of you because I still have the same taste of Zizi. I'm doing this for the good of you and my step-sister, okay?" said Marcel who was immediately embraced by Orange.
"Orang to dear Marcel," said Orange who made Marcel surprised. The man raised his slightly wet orange head with those tears.
The big hand with the tattoo on the back of the hand caught the orange cheek and wiped the orange tear with his thumb. Slowly but surely, Marcel began to draw his face closer to Orange.
Orange who was surprised by what was done by Marcel even slightly rewinded his face. But Marcel's big hand brought the face of the orange forward and then slowly kissed the lips belonging to the Orange that he had taken his first kiss.
A slightly surprised orange just widened his eyes while looking at Marcel with a heart that was pounding loudly. Marcel's handsome face looked especially dazzling to Orange when the man was kissing her with both eyes closed, so that you can see in detail how the lashes belong to men who are now starting to demand a little with the kiss.
*****
Elsewhere, a bare-chested man began to open his eyes after a long time trying to calm his mind.
Under the moonlight, the man who had just finished exploring the paradise of the world began to turn his head and stare at the clock that was on top of a large frame featuring a portrait of a couple of brides who were posing formally in front of the camera.
The thought that he had managed to calm down earlier, now reappeared on the surface. Albirru pulled her hair rough with one hand when she remembered that the woman she loved had left her.
His right hand he used to take a bottle of drink that was on the nightstand next to his bed. However, due to difficulties Albirru also intends to pull his left arm.
But Albirru only realized that his left arm was used as a cushion for the woman who had served him during his anger. Albirru returned to her position and looked at the face of Larina who was sound asleep.
There is a sense of disbelief that is in the heart of the successful CEO. Not only a lack of trust, but more regret over his heart because it has hurt the wife and has damaged the trust that Jazira has twice given to him.
There was a sense of longing present in Albirru's heart as she recalled the night where she and Jazira would clutch before falling asleep in a cuddling position. Even a sense of disdain immediately ran through Albirru's mind as she realized what she was doing.
Is it appropriate for a husband to sleep with another woman when the wife gives up and prefers to leave her husband? Now all Albirru felt was a deep regret in the depths of her heart.
His gaze returned to the beautiful face of Jazira who reviewed a little forced smile when he hugged the slender waist of Jazira at that time. Unknowingly, Albirru damaged her hair violently using both hands which made Larina a little surprised by the pull of Albirru's hand.
"I'm sorry, Zi!" exclaimed Albirru while covering her face with both of her arms. The man who almost never shed his tears except when he was with the woman he loved began to feel the warmth that was at the end of his eyes.
"Gue doesn't want to lose you at all, Zi! I love you!" albirru said sincerely from inside her heart that made a woman who had just woken up from shock start to shed her tears.
Larina stared intently at the man who had been hating her several times since Jazira's departure. Larina feels the same way as Jazira. The woman judged that Albirru had no standing, would not it be that if Albirru had invited her here it would mean that Albirru had chosen her and the child she was carrying?
While Albirru who was still holding back her cries with all her might began to close her eyes. The shadow of the moment when he was with a simple woman who accepted him as he was made Albirru feel pain in his heart.
He could not imagine how hurt Jazira was when he said it with inappropriate words and chose Larina as if the woman was really pregnant with her child.
He really regretted his actions all this time. She did blame her less grateful self so that she lost the woman as good and perfect as Jazira.
Albirru tried to find a way to bring his wife back into his arms. Until a way crossed his mind when he remembered that Larina was pregnant.
Albirru immediately opened her eyes and was surprised to see Larina staring at him with tears that began to wet her eyes. The surprised Albirru immediately turned to Larina and asked Larina what had happened.
"Why is Mas Birru evil with Larina and our son? Why is it that when Mas Birru was in the same blanket as Larina, you still remember Jazira?! Can't you believe that this is your son?!" risik Larina with her tears which made Albirru shake her head.
Suddenly Larina also brought a large hand belonging to Albirru to her stomach that was still flat and raised her head to look at Albirru back.
"Feel, Mother! He is our son!" larina snapped with a cry that made Albirru reflect back. He really felt a dilemma this time, between his wife and the child who was the birth of Larina.
Which team are all you?
Albirru & Jazira
Albirru & Larina
Marcel & Orange
Or Jazira and the others?