Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Jealousy

Alika Dirnata, the girl with a cheerful temperament looked at the figure of a man with a flat. The man who was his fiancee was enjoying lunch with a woman, Alika did not mind that. The problem was that the woman who boldly kissed her fiance's cheek.

That tempestuous jealousy made Alika's blood boil. The woman continued to stare at the cafe visitor sitting at the table by the window. Intentions heart wants lunch, he was presented with the most disgusting thing in his eyes.

Alika sighed harshly, she immediately got up from her seat. Walking haughtily towards the exit which happened to be adjacent to the position of Refan and the woman. Alika looked at them cynically, a gaze that managed to make Refan shocked and stiffened.

The man's gaze continued to center on Alika even when Alika had entered her car. Not long after that, Refan's phone rang. Seeing the message that people sent from across there managed to arouse the anger of Refan. It was evident that the man was now clenching his hands tightly.

Sweet Me-♡:

[Continue your lunch, sir. I will ask my family to cancel this engagement.]

Without retaliating again, Refan directly entered his cellphone into his suit pocket. He immediately got up from his seat making the woman in front of him gasp in shock.

"Where are you going, Fan?" ask the woman who was unfortunately ignored by Refan.

Alika is much more important now. The woman managed to take her heart from the first time she met and Refan would not let go of Alika so easily.

Her current destination is her fiance's apartment. She was sure Alika would go there to calm herself down. Knowing Alika within a month, made Refan a little start to understand the woman's temperament.

Upon arrival there, Refan immediately entered Alika's apartment, of course he already knew his password. The man looked in all the rooms, he did not find Alika. Choosing to walk to the kitchen, there he saw Alika who was enjoying a drink in her hand while looking at the window in the kitchen.

Refan walked slowly, when he was behind his woman, he quickly hugged Alika tightly. The man placed his chin on Alika's shoulder, trying to find comfort there. His eyes glanced at the hot chocolate that was in the girl's hand.

On the other hand, Alika was clearly shocked by the sudden presence of Refan alone. Alika was silent as her fiance hugged her, her face only displaying a flat expression. Getting angry? It's probable.

"What are you here for? Just continue your lunch," Alika said flatly.

He chuckles amusedly. "So, my darling is jealous, hum?" Refan asked while giving a kiss on Alika's open shoulder.

"Re—refan, diem!" alika jolt as she felt her body bristling.

"Ssttt . ., promise you'll like" whispered Refan.

...***...

Aya looked flat at Leon, the little girl was made to be careless by the behavior of Leon who was fun to tease the women who passed by in front of them. Currently, they were in the city park, that was of course at the request of Ara. Inevitably the two men had to agree, fortunately time had already shown at 15:40 wib, so it was not too hot for them.

He grunts. "Om once again girl teases, Aya slips her mouth," circus Aya.

Leon who heard that immediately turned his head, he looked at Aya sharply. "Eh! You're still booty, don't be a grown-up," said Leon.

"Better me than Om whose nengokin hobby belongs to girls. Inget there's a girl whose name is Yesha, if Om doesn't like her mending loose." Aya said so while focusing on reading the philosophy book she brought.

The cave brother is feeding Aya whatan, anyway? His speech is more urgent than Indonesian netizens.

On the other hand, there is Ara who is focused on playing with children in the park. If, Ara tends to blend easily, then it is inversely proportional to Aya who is difficult to blend. They are twins, but there are too many differences.

"What if we were playing in secret?" chirp boy of male sex

Ara shook her head violently at the advice of the boy. "Ndak not want, Ala will be collected medi," said Ara innocently.

"The medi?" ask the girl while eating her lollipop.

Ara nodded enthusiastically. The little girl's hand was still busy playing the ears of the rabbit doll she was carrying.

"Hum, medi. Medi is a demon," explained Ara.

Hearing Ara's relaxed answer managed to invite the riot of the children around her. They shouted at each other, it managed to make the attention of other visitors disturbed. Aya and Leon were even taken aback.

"I don't want to be in the same medi!"

"Gee! You're gonna make sure we play like that!"

"Yes, you are!"

"They're why, Ay?" leon asked as he looked at the children.

"If Om asks Aya, Aya asks who? Om should've asked them."

...***...

Barrel rubbed his stomach that began to enlarge it. The woman smiled thinly, very sweetly. He did not expect to survive this far, never expecting to be able to face everything strongly. Laras was grateful for that.

Currently, the woman was intending to buy dinner for him and his son. Suddenly he wanted chicken satay, fortunately his economy started to improve a little at this time. Laras walked alone to the satay seller who was not so far from his boarding house.

"Dear Mama is impatient, huh? Just a minute, honey." Baras rubbed his stomach while smiling sweetly.

"Mang, one serving satay, yes! Eat here only," cried Laras while sitting himself.

The satay seller simply gave his thumbs up in response. The barrel that saw it only smiled thinly, its eyes looking around that looked even quieter, probably because it was already late at night.

When he accidentally looked into a small alley, Laras was surprised to see a man being gang-raped. The woman sharpened her eyes trying to clarify her vision. Without warning the woman immediately got up from her seat.

"Mang, please make one more serving, yes!" the door ran towards the small alley.

Upon arrival there, Laras regulated his breathing and rubbed his stomach. The woman took her cell phone and turned on the police car siren. Just contact it makes the thug run up and down.

"Run, woi! Run on! There's a cop."

A smile rose on her pretty face when she saw that the thug had already moved away. Baras stepped his foot closer to the man, he squeezed his fingers feeling nervous. However, his determination to help the man was quite strong.

"Mas, isn't anything? Here I help," Baras bargained as he extended his hand.

The man looked up, a surprised look clearly drawn from his face. "La—laras . . .."

Baras is deaf. Without saying much, the woman drove the man towards the satay seller. He left again when he managed to make the man sit in the chair next to him.

After a few minutes, Baras returned with ice cubes, towels, and medicine in his hands. Staying silent, Laras treated the man's wounds carefully. His treatment only made the man freeze.

"Neng, this is the satellite."

"Please put it on the table, Mang," said Laras while blowing a bruise on the corner of the man's lips.

Baras exhaled after he finished treating the man's wound. He immediately distanced his body.

"Eat, Mas. Mas Vero must have not eaten," said Laras while inserting a skewer and lontong.

Feeling no legitimacy, Laras turned his head. Their eyes clashed, Laras fell silent. The woman dives in the face of her ex-husband, a face that is able to make her calm and sad simultaneously.

"Ekhm . ., open his mouth, Mas. Aaa . .," said Laras, whom Vero followed.

"Eating a lot, I'm sure Mas just got home from work."

Vero ignored all the chattering of Laras, the man's gaze focused on Laras' protruding belly. There was a feeling of pain and tightness that suddenly hit him quite hard.

That fast he grew?