
Shortly after the door was closed with a loud, wika looked at the door of the room in the room. he did not believe that the husband who did good with him these few days turned out to still not provide an opportunity for himself to occupy the position of delia in the heart of dika.
After the wika came out of his room, dika took all the delia figura and also himself he returned to his original position.
There are some photos that look damaged due to the scratches of glass contained in the frame. While taking pictures of himself and also delia his hand was injured by the glass
"Ah****." he said by pressing his hand which saw blood beginning to appear
after everything has been returned to its original position and also tidying up some photos that there are many scratches painstakingly he neatened on the map
When he took the P3k box in the drawer on the table he cleaned the wound and he gave it plaster, after enough with the wound he cleaned he came back out and called one of his aides to clean the remains of the glass that was still on the floor.
"Bi. please clean this yes and be careful because there are a lot of broken glass" said dika politely
"Yes, you want to.." He answered and quickly cleaned everything up
Looking at the aunt who was cleaning her room, she put her feet down towards the kitchen. He saw a wika who was slicing vegetables. Dika passed the wika towards the refrigerator taking a cold drink.
Wika stared at him without any guilt, as well as those who refused to look at wika
After her throat felt cold Dika back in her room saw the aunt who was tidying up all the mess in wika.
The minute the hour had passed, he looked tired with eyes staring at the stars that filled the beauty of the night. With a glass of black coffee and a laptop on his lap
"Delia's.. Where are you ? I miss you "Say you by looking up at the star-filled sky
His hand outstretched to pick up the phone on the table, it appears he is contacting someone
"Hallo" replied the person across
"How did it go ?" he said with hope in his mind
"The address I will send "Say
There was a smile on her lips and a hope to meet someone she missed so much.
Soon there was a complete address message along with photos that he had longed for so far
"I miss you dell." he muttered by wiping the picture on his phone.
Bendeyes
"Where are you brother ?" Ask Wika when she sees someone carrying a suitcase
"I'll meet with my client and I hope you never get sassy by touching all of mine.. !" Say it by walking away from the wika
"But sister, I will give birth a few days" said Wika by blocking his hands
Dika threw down wika's handle
"Never touch me with your dirty hands.. ! And remember after this child is born we will be divorced ! " Say him with the eyes of hatred and then step his feet away from the wika
"But he's your son who needs the figure of a father brother "Shouted wika
Instantly, his hands began to clench, he turned his body and walked towards the wika.
"You said he was my son ? " say dika by approaching wika
"Iiii. iiya sis "Say the wika with the guggub when your eyes look at her
"You're sure he's my son ?" Ask her by looking at Wika
Wika was silent to see the glare of the eyes filled with hatred as she looked at herself
"Then we see after this child is born and you prove yourself who is the father of the baby you are currently carrying "Say you by stepping his legs leaving a silent wika
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