Divorced for Binal
You're different

Heru's feeling isn't okay. Still ringing in his ears about Miranda who wants to be the second wife of a Dean for the ambition of a woman who became his bed partner some time ago. She takes great pains to hold back her disappointment towards Miranda, but this time she will strive to fight for her love.

"Why should Dean, Mir, what am I lacking? We always spend holidays together. If this does not concern the request of the Queen Mother and also the Om lo party! Maybe I'll take you away from this town. Why do you work so, continue to be the second woman for married men ..."

Heru repeatedly hit the steering wheel in front of him, stopping his vehicle in front of one of the star hotels in the oil city. This is not the first time he has set foot in the city.

With mixed feelings, Heru grabs her gawai looking for Miranda's phone number. Without a second thought, he immediately contacted the friend to ask where the beautiful woman was.

[Lo where, hmm]

There was a heavy sound of Miranda with a sigh that was familiar to her.

[Ahh .. ogh, yes wait. I'm coming]

Heru's frown wryly, he as a normal man could feel what Miranda was doing across there. With a hardened jaw, again he just snorted coldly then rubbed his face rough. "Agh .. turned out lo, still happy to play around with the man who just took advantage of the situation, Miranda!" He shouted loudly, after ending his phone call with a beautiful woman who was releasing her thirst.

Long enough Heru pensively in the car. He could only cover his face with curly hair tied high and blank stares due to his feelings of disappointment towards Miranda.

Slowly Heru sighed heavily, circulating his gaze in another direction, just to ensure the parking position of his vehicle. This time he had lost and had no power in winning there, making him only sane to steal Miranda's time. "Where is the boy staying now?" He frowned, staring at the screen while talking to himself. "Beny must know this, where the spoiled child lives. If I get the address, I'll kidnap you tonight, Mir, just look!" He growled in the other direction with a small grin.

[Mane lo, Bro ..]

[Hmm ... still on the way back to the hotel, kenape? Surely my lo call just wanted to ask Ayang Mimir, right]

Heru's laughter broke, for some reason .. Even though he had only known Beny, but the sweet black man was very engrossed in talking about all things, he said, including about Anderson's favorite daughter who became his choice. 

[Sial lo, a note answered .. where does the child live? I want to follow him, time to spend the night together, you go anywhere else ..]

[Gue mah .. because of the entrants, so it's up to the boss to make sure where. That certainly can't walk alone like lo. Lo maah .. The family is still a lot here. Well, I ... my father's mother is still in the Lion, so I'm a kara so a lackey Multy Strada, make a baby sitter heir to the throne] 

Hearing Beny's babble across there who always talk like to with his own thoughts, Heru laughed again giggling.

[Lo send in the address of Miranda ye's apartment or house, Bro! Let me pick him up, I'm sure ... Miranda will never be able to resist again ..]

[Wait ... Miranda stays at the Om Monata residence. Well, his house where ... I don't know, tuh. Try to search on Google. Kali aja nemu]

Heru's countenance shrunk twelve, Beny's idea was just special to comfort his anxiety-stricken feelings. "Sial ni son of jinn, emang Om Monata who. Where is the house announced on google. Basic son jin iprit ...!" He cursed inwardly, then said again, realizing that the phone was still connected.

[Bah agh! It's the same lo, just like I'm a cross! Bye ..]

Back Heru advanced his speed, towards his family residence which was not far from the city park.

It will be so, his blood again sighed when he heard a phone call from the woman of his heart. Without waiting for long, he grabbed the flat object and immediately answered his phone.

[Yes]

[Hmm .. We can meet]

[Where]

[Hotel]

Miranda's answer was not heard across the street, making Heru really more convinced, that the beautiful woman did not want him anymore.

[Mir .. why do you shut up]

[Hmm .. We met at the cafe. I'm married and I don't want to betray my marriage]

[Okay, I'm waiting at the share location of lo. I definitely miss the same thing]

Miranda suddenly ended her phone call and sent a short message to her where they were going to meet.

Heru only smiled thinly, squeezing the strong flat object that was still held. "Based on women who have no feelings and self-esteem, Mir. You want to be second for ambition!"

Again and again Heru drove his vehicle to the cafe which was not far from where his vehicle stopped at high speed, because the feeling of disappointment was also his heartache.

***

In a different place, the atmosphere that initially felt very cool, now became warm after spending time with a beloved husband even though he had to be disappointed. With a giant step, Miranda who has not got her pleasure in making love with Dean just gently kissed the back of the man who has become her legal husband.

The soft, smooth hand wrapped around Dean's waist, asking in a soft tone, "Cock, are you different now, dear? Didn't we spend that beautiful night, hmm. Why is today until your thighs are done?"

Feeling that the delicate hand gently rubbed his chest and nose sticking to his back, Dean turned his body to be able to look at the beautiful face of the wife. He cupped Miranda's face while tasting her blushing lips very gently. "Sorry baby, my mind is mumbling again." He gently rubbed his beautiful wife's back with a luxurious casual dress and immediately turned his attention, "Where are you going, hmm?"

Miranda looked confused, looking for an excuse to lie to Dean, "Ehm .. I want to see Om Anas first. We'll have dinner tonight, Om, okay?"

"okay." Dean reached into his pants pocket, then took out his wallet and gave Miranda a few hundred thousand bills. "You hold this first" he kissed the wife on the forehead, continuing his words. 

"Because today I just sent money to Zian. So you hold this one million and a half first, huh? Tomorrow if there's more, I'll add. Oya, the money to buy a house I've transferred to your account, but only thirty million. If you are not busy, please look at the house here. Let's just stay together. Don't have to stay at Om Monata's residence anymore."

The sincerity of Dean Alexander looks real in the eyes of Miranda. Whatever the reason, the beautiful woman still wants the man who has the wife to be her life choice. With a gentle hand rubbing the handsome face of the husband with a feeling of happiness even though not perfect, he said, "Actually I don't need your money, Dean .. because I have my own money!"

Dean's forehead twitched wryly, his eyeballs perfectly rounded as he stared at the iris of the very beautiful lentic eye, hearing the affirmation of the wife's lips. "So ... What do you want from me, hmm?"

Undeterred, Miranda rubbed the sensitive part of the husband who had fallen asleep longingly while whispering spoiled, "I just need this '. 'no one else, dear!"   

Instantly the hand rubbed gently without stopping, making Dean had to close his eyes, "Sorry Dear .. I can not give happiness to you if conditions like this ..."

"Agh ... Why should I hear an answer like this from your lips, Dean ..." Miranda snorted angrily inwardly with her mind glaring far away somewhere.