Divorced for Binal
It could be a third world war

A bright shining sun shone on the oil-rich cognate city. At six o'clock in the morning, both Miranda and Adrian are still asleep in their dreams after spending a long night together in love.

Since meeting Adrian, Miranda has never paid any attention to the ringing of her play that continues to sound. He completely forgot all about his marriage commitments to Dean.

Instantly across the street, Dean snorted in annoyance at not getting word from Miranda, "Where is the boy, is he still mad at me? How is this, if I ask to pick up with Brother Lia, it will definitely be a question for him, but Miranda from earlier contacted absolutely no answer ...!" He grumbled in his heart, when the plane had landed at Sultan Syarif Kasim Pekanbaru airport. 

Yes, Dean deliberately took a morning flight to spend time with Miranda before entering office hours at eight.

Gegas Dean contacted his coworkers stating that he had landed in the city and ended up booking a taxi online.

Without waiting for a long time, Dean left the airport for Monata's apartment which was quite far from the airport in a bit of a hurry. Because after all he as a husband was worried about Miranda's situation that had long been ignored.

More than three months Dean only focused on the world of work also collected coffers of money, in order to be able to provide a living to his two wives fairly and unbiased.

The black car was parked in the loby of the apartment, as soon as Dean's gaze circulated on the figure of the woman who walked hastily into the apartment building. "Miranda, where did he come from. This time just came home ...?" Repeatedly looking at his watch.

Dean got out of the car, then ran to the wife who was still standing waiting for the elevator door to open. His heart was racing, looking at the wife who looked disheveled because she had not cleaned herself with long hair dyed high.

"Mira!" Dean Alexander's baritone voice shouted calling Miranda's name.

Feeling very familiar with the voice that shouted loudly calling his name, Miranda turned her gaze towards the familiar voice.

Sure enough, how surprised Miranda was when she saw Dean running towards her. He rubbed his eyes repeatedly to confirm his vision. "De-an, why ... he said in a month, why is he here ...?"

To be honest Miranda looked wrong, she did not expect to see the figure of the husband standing in front of her now. A smile had to come out at the tip of his lips, many times he wet his throat because it felt very dry.

While Dean seemed to notice the movements of the speechless woman, he immediately asked, "Where are you from? Why mess it up, keep wearing a shirt like this?" His hand touched the shirt distro displayed a photo of Adrian and his band there.

Miranda's right hand rolled up the corner of the shirt she was wearing, smiling thinly at the face of her first love. He let out a long sigh, while thinking about what lie would be given to Dean.

"Ogh yes, this .. ee, hmm .. last night there was a boy band concert near the main building. So, um, I bought this shirt and just put it on!" Miranda seemed to be turning her eyes ever more wildly, to hide all her lies.

The assumption of Miranda, Dean is an innocent man, innocent as before, making the married man just smile thinly to see the woman misbehaving.

The beautiful woman actually never knows, how the work of the husband today who has a different world than before. "You're not coming home, hmm. Is the gig last night a band Adrian, Mir, hmm .. tumben once you watch the concert alone, keep nginap where?"

Again and again Miranda could only smile, scratching her non-itchy nape, then turning her eyes towards the elevator, "Yuk, come in!" He pulled Dean's arm, then closed the elevator door very quickly.

Back Miranda glanced at Dean who was still looking at him from head to toe, making the woman who had become his wife was wrong.

"Adrian's not here, is he, Mir?"

Miranda muttered in her heart, "Duh, I have to talk to Dean. Later tonight Adrian wants to come to the apartment again. Agh ...!" His regret growled towards the husband.

With a little flirtatious Miranda immediately put her hand on Dean's neck, smiling happily even though her feelings were mixed. "Yes, no dear. It just so happens that in street vendors there are selling t-shirts that show that the indie band's children are getting famous. That's why I bought it, besides I'm on night duty. Ordinary, the record section and the look of drunk people, all socialization."

Dean stared fixedly at Miranda's beautiful irises and said, "Yeah. How about you off and come with me. Let's just find a small house here, so I can take it for you. Let's not go home this early."

Hearing Dean's words, Miranda immediately remembered her promise with Adrian to find a house in the residential area of Monata. He just smiled faintly, then explained a little, "It looks like I'll be home around three o'clock, honey. Because there's a report I need to finish for Mr. Robert."

For some reason, Dean's feeling when seeing Miranda like that increasingly had an uncomfortable premonition. But trying to be pushed aside, because his aggressive wife immediately edged the thin lips with a feeling of longing.

Dean's hand carrying the bag, immediately released on the elevator floor to enjoy Miranda's kiss full of feeling and desire. The two burly hands clenched Miranda's slender body, then brought their bodies closer together to tell each other longing.

Miranda, however, brushed off Dean's hand that was about to touch his forehead with a soft whisper, "I can't do it now baby. Because I have to get in the office!" He let go of his hand, as soon as the elevator opened wide.

With a little hasty step, Miranda exited the elevator followed by Dean who followed the wife from behind.

"Why Miranda is changing. I'm sure there's something she's hiding. Has he broken up with Adrian, or is he still doing something crazy? If it's true .. then I'll teach you a lesson Mir ..." Dean muttered inwardly, watching Miranda's movements.

The beautiful woman is getting more and more indifferent to Dean. He only hurriedly took care of all his own needs while grunting coldly as time had already shown at eight in the morning. "Agh ... don't take part in the ceremony anymore!" He cursed when he was styling his long hair with various types of equipment in front of him.

"Ehem .. saucy his dinner shirt now." Dean tried to break the silence in the small room while playing the fingers on his flat screen.

"Ogh yes, this is a shirt of pride every Tuesday. Hmm ... If I come home a little afternoon, you eat at the restaurant first, huh? Understand I'm late for the office, so save yourself first, bye!" Miranda ran over to Dean, then kissed her husband's lips with a sweet smile.

"I'm pretty, right?"

Dean nodded, "It's really pretty!"

Miranda blushed in embarrassment, leaving Dean without making any further small talk.

Leaving Dean alone in his uncle's apartment, made Miranda feel calmer than to make him a driver anywhere, after creating various dramas that he did, so that the husband was not busy taking care of his work. 

Miranda's sweet smile came out at the end of her lips, when she managed to make Dean decide to rest in the apartment. "Just like he was asking for rations ampe melas that followed me to the bathroom. Ogah, I do not want to do it if only for the doang ducks. Males, ngotorin sellangkaan gueh! Later if Adrian has already left, then I think again ..."

Monata's sedan car entered the parking lot of the narcotics office building in the area. Gegas Miranda came out of his vehicle a little overwhelmed, plus his stomach felt very hungry because it had not been getting nutrition since waking up and leaving Adrian alone in the hotel.

Sure enough, when Miranda's feet came into his room, Robert was already standing in front of his desk.

With a slightly lowered face, Miranda only smiled faintly, then widened her manic smile while saying, "Morning Bang." He swallowed his own saliva, "Sorry to be late in the office. Ta-ta-but I've finger print kok it was half seven. The office was still closed, "he smiled again with white teeth neatly arranged.

A little growling, Robert brought his face closer to Miranda, "Continue .. If you have a finger print, you want to come to the office, so! Is there no wall clock in your house, hmm? You can see the clock now, Miranda?"

Hearing Robert's nagging dislike of his employees coming in late, Just gulping his saliva over and over again, "Ma-ma-sorry Bang." He lowered his face in a deep fight, "Buset, Mr Boss! It can also be bad if you arrive late. Though, I'm just late for waking up, ugh ..."

Back Robert rounded his eyes, staring fixedly at Miranda's beautiful iris from a very close distance, "This time you I'm sorry, dear. But the next time, you are one second late or do not take part in the ceremony, you I ask push-ups. Do you understand, Miranda Deck!"

Miranda nodded her head then glanced towards Nora who was staring nigh at her. Not wanting to get an attack or difficulty from his partner in taking care of Robert's work, he tried to convince Nora through increasingly rounded eye cues.

Slowly Nora called to Robert in a sweet voice, "Bang, Bang Robert, today there is a meeting with the media. We have ten o'clock activities, an invitation from the deputy mayor."

"Hm ..." Robert moved his face away from Miranda who had been holding his breath as well as laughing, making the boss immediately pass leaving the two beautiful women at their desks with their hearts full of annoyance.

Miranda accidentally picks up the finger print before returning to the apartment, considering she will definitely be long and will not get a dispensation if late to the office and will get a love letter directly from the center.

Miranda pleads with her uncle to move to another division through, citing a dislike for dealing with Robert.

[Om, please .. I don't like working under pressure. What's wrong I'm late, but satirize for weeks. Come on Om ..]

Whine Monata in front of Dean, when he finished dinner.

[Mir, we can't just move. This is the government agency darling, not Anderson's. Not at home immediately moved, can not be so, dong ..]

[Yes, but I'm not strong. In the same insinuation Bang Robert in front of other employees]

[Yes, you calm down. The name of the rule is not to be broken, baby. But the rules are a lot of breaking. But remember, it's not us. You understand ..]

[Hm ..]

After talking to each other for a long time, Miranda ended her call. He put his clothes on the nightstand, then looked at the ceiling of the apartment room.

Miranda slowly rubbed Dean's stomach and slept on the arm of the man she loved so much. "I'm sorry these last few days a little bit of a concern for you, baby. Because my work is so much given by Mr. Robert. That's why I come home late!" He grumbled like a very upset person.

Seeing his second wife frown a little, Dean clenched Miranda's body with a feeling of longing. "It's okay. It's called work."

As the lips were about to greet each other, Dean's device rang, greeted by the sound of an apartment bell ringing. Both of their foreheads are wry.

Dean turned to his face, "Tyas, didn't he speak at length this afternoon. Why call again ...?"

While Miranda was a little anxious, because she had not met Adrian for three days. "Don't tell me who came tonight Adrian, can the third world war gueh ..."