AL-THAR
#46. Regretting

Mira stared sluggishly at Athar who had gotten off the car, without caring about it. Even during the trip from Jakarta, Athar did not speak even though several times Mira tried to invite him to talk.

It is great regret Mira who has made Athar angry this time. But he was also helpless, even though he had begged Ryo to be driven home, in fact he was not able to refuse harder. There was a part in his heart that did not allow to hurt Ryo any further. After all, Ryo's kindness had been much tarnished in his life all along.

It was just that, on the other hand, even the real side he had to care about, he had forgotten for a moment. And now, Mira could only regret her indecision.

It was late, but Mira had no desire for dinner. He immediately followed Athar who he believed was already on the second floor, aka the privacy area of the two of them who were not touched by the other residents of his house, namely the bodyguards and domestic workers. Only Mr. Teguh who if it is too important his business then he came to visit the second floor.

Sure enough, when Mira entered her room, she saw Athar lying on the sofa, with arms covering her eyes.

He didn't even take off his shoes or his clothes.

Slowly Mira stepped closer to Athar and stopped when the distance was near. He bent his legs until he sat down and looked at the husband who closed his eyes.

"Abang .." he said. As much as Mira's energy held back her tears that wanted to flow. "I'm taking the wound, man,"

Unfortunately, Athar did not answer. Perhaps the man was deliberately still not wanting to reply, thought Mira.

"Command ..." Mira mewek now. "I'm sorry .. I rejected him, but he didn't want to go home with me. I don't know if the grab I was riding was the driver ... I swear I don't know at all ...."

Mira wiped away her tears. With a sigh he continued his sentence. "Abang, I'm really sorry. I'm .. I'm sorry, huaaa ...."

What Athar did was now moving to turn his back on Mira in his sleep. He was completely reluctant to look at his wife for this time.

"Don't cuddle me like gini. Meningan Brother angry, snapping I like usually. From diemin I'm like gini–"

Being yelled at is not good either, but rather than didiemin right?!

Then Mira tries to touch Athar,

I guess I touch what, huh? The hand? The foot? a face? the ass? oh, plis, brains!

So the chosen one is to touch Athar's arm which is currently rolled up to the elbow. "Betting a shower first, man,"

Athar pulled his arm, which Mira touched, still in silence. While Mira who had been rejected now pulled her hand again.

"Yes, I took a shower first" he said, rising up. After a few steps, Mira turned to Athar again "Abang has no intention of taking a bath together?" a little fishing. His name is also effort, who knows with the seduction that most Athar likes it, then Athar can soften his heart. But nevertheless, the,

There is still no lawfulness.

Yeah, well, if you're still mad, whatever.

...🍍🍍🍍...

"Crazy, there's a really cute bule, Shel," said Renita, a co-worker of Shelia at a restaurant. If Shelia has been able to jump into the kitchen business, then Renita is a manager who is good friends with Shelia since she worked there.

"Just a feeling," Shelia responded casually. Because it is not the first time that their restaurant was visited by Caucasians. And again, "Renita, heloow, how do you feel?"

Shelia who was still reluctant to move from her seat was still busy chewing the food she had made in the kitchen with other chefs.

"Seriously, Shelia. This time it was cute Bingit. Still young. Just yeah that, same girl comes."

"There's a master. Rasain to you, Renita Wijaya."

Renita just slicked her shoulders. "Abis saucy anyway. You can just love to eat it."

"You're not planting pelacor seedlings in your heart, are you?!"

"Oh my goodness. Yes, not Shel. I already have a fiancee. Thank God I am still faithful."

"Good, Ren. Ah, cus kuy we're home! My food is already sweet."

"Of this one bumil, then it's mulu."

"Debay I eat mulu. I'm just nurutin doang."

"Duh irinya's. When did I have debay,"

Shelia who was stepping suddenly stopped and turned her head sharply at her friend. "Hey, Ren. Don't want to have a debay before marriage. Aib, you know!"

"Oh good." Shelia continued the path that Renita had followed.

"By the way your husband when he's coming home anyway, Shel? Don't you have any pity to see you work here?"

"And he also worked there in York."

Indeed, from the beginning Shelia told me that her husband, aka the man who impregnated her, was currently abroad for work. Hence, with such a story, Shelia still had honor in the eyes of her colleagues where she worked.

Now they're accidentally passing through in the restaurant. Although there was another door, Shelia did like to go through the door of the restaurant. This time it was understood by the officials at the restaurant where he worked.

"Wait at 3 o'clock the bule I was telling you about," bieik Renita.

Then the reluctant Shelia just intends to glance at it. Because he was tired of actually seeing the bule-bule that initially looks good when he first went abroad. But now, everything feels ordinary. There was even one that made him sick.

Bryyan.

Jesus, is that Bryan? Is she here?

Shelia stopped her steps.

"Yes, okay have. But already hunted the road again, can not buy guests like gitu–"

Renita had not finished speaking when she saw Shelia walking towards the table where Bryan was with a woman.

"Loh, Shelia," Renita followed her partner. For the size of a pregnant woman, her partner is too bar-bar in behavior. "What are you doing?

Shelia won't hear Renita's call. He continued to walk to the table where Bryan was. He picked up a chair there and sat with both hands crossed in front of his chest while looking at Bryan fiercely.

So surprised Bryan looks surprised to find his presence there suddenly.

"Shelia?"

"Yes. Its me. Why?"

A smile spread across Bryan's lips that grabbed the woman's hand beside him, not that of Shelia's.

"This is Aleah, my relative who is in Indonesia. His mother married my father's sister in the past. So, we're family."

Bryan who calmly introduced the woman, instead made Shelia frown even more. "since when? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I told you once, Shelia. Maybe you forgot. Because Aleah was busy studying in New Zealand, so he had no news."

"Okay, enough has told me," Aleah interjected. The girl who looks young and beautiful does look Indonesian blaster. "Now you must introduce me to the mother of your son."

Shelia was quite surprised by the look she was hiding. Apparently Aleah knew about her.

The surprised Renita was now closing her mouth without a sound.

"Do you know?" Shelia asked Aleah.

The girl smiled that looked delightful in the eyes of the one who saw her. "of course. Why would we have dinner here if we didn't have the intention?"

"A-I .." Now Shelia stammered at the loss of what to say.

"So this is Shelia's husband?" Renita interrupted unconsciously. He had held back his curiosity as much as possible, but failed.

Sheli looked at Renita. "It's a loh, Ren .. I. .. she ...."

"Yes, I'm Shelia's husband. Coming here to surprise," Bryan replied with a smile.

"Well," Renita reached out. "I'm Shelia's coworker here."

"Bryan, the husband of Shelia."

a husband? why do I have a husband? nyesel is sitting here, my goodness.

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