Forced to Become an Actor
Go home to Firda's house

The smell of delicious and tempting cuisine became a welcome for Alea when it came to her home. Right, after serving Tristan's depraved naps, the man actually allowed her to go home until 8pm tonight.

Alea hugged her smiling brother while opening both of her hands. Firda's condition was already much better, and Alea was happy to see it.

"Sister." Lirih Alea further tightened her embrace.

"How's your job, smoothly right?" asked Firda and let go of her embrace.

Alea tried to smile, not let her brother know all his current problems, especially if he knew about his job as Tristan's mistress.

"Currently, Brother. But yeah, I'm tired." Alea replied as he rubbed his neck.

Alea's slightly looked up head made something imprinted on her neck visible to Firda.

"Lea, your neck why red gini?" tanya Firda held a red-red around her sister's neck.

Alea's body stiffened, he reflexively moved the brother's hand away from his neck. How could Alea forget that Tristan had left a mark on his neck.

Alea's pale and sweaty face made Firda even more confused.

"Lea, what's the matter?" ask Firda to repeat the question.

"I-this, I'm allergic, brother. There's one food in the restaurant that doesn't match up to make me itch." Alea was lying.

Firda raised next to his eyebrows, he was confused by the explanation from his sister just now. Firda sighed, he nodded as his question breaker.

"Yaudah, don't forget to take your medicine. You're working, afraid it'll interfere with your appearance later." Firda said softly.

Alea heaved a sigh of relief, she gave a small nod in return for her brother's words just now.

"Booking sister, where's Ina's mom?" alea asked to switch the conversation.

"Mother Ina I already gave her money, and she doesn't work to take care of me anymore." Answer Firda with a smile.

"Lho, why? I hired him to help out sister," Alea said confusedly and a little surprised.

"I don't want to keep having to take it, Lea. Better have the money in the canister, I'm much better anyway." Firda was clearly understanding.

Alea shook her head. "Sister shouldn't think about it, this brother is still in road care." Typal Alea slowly.

"That's it, I'm fine. And I'll also start working if I'm fully recovered." Said Firda then pulled her sister's hand to the dining table.

"Silver cook your favorite food, egg balado." Said Firda with sumringah.

Alea smiled, she grabbed her brother's hand and held it tightly.

"I can still mourn even if I encourage someone to help my sister." Alea. The woman could not bear to leave her brother who is still in recovery alone.

"Alright, Lea. We talked about this, now let's eat. You just got home from work, you must be hungry." Firda said while taking food for his sister.

Alea could not speak anymore, he could only shut up after sighing softly. Her brother was stubborn, just like his late father.

"Sister." Call Alea.

"Hm." Sahut Firda while pulling a chair and sitting in front of Alea.

"Like kangen mama equally papa anyway?" asked Alea suddenly.

Firda who just wanted to devour food instantly came to a halt, he looked at his sister who looked sad.

"Prophey, pity them if you see us sad here." Whisper Firda tried to toughen up.

Alea already had no one but Firda, which was why Alea would not make her brother wretched. Alea was ready to do anything for her brother's safety.

"Lea, I'm tired of cooking all this. Can you not eat it?" ask Firda sadly.

Alea smiled happily, he nodded his head then immediately devoured the food the elder brother had prepared.

"Always good." Praise Alea at the first feed.

"You can always make me happy." Reply Firda head bracelets.

The brother and sister ate quietly, and forgot for a moment the problem at hand. Alea would take advantage of this time to chat a lot of things, as she had to go home later tonight, and did not know when to meet like this again.

Elsewhere, a man was on his way to his parents' house. I didn't know what the problem was, but my mom asked me to come.

"Sir, do we need to stop by the florist as usual?" ask Mondy to her boss.

"Yes, of course. I must not forget that" replied Tristan.

The car that Mondy was driving stopped at one of Tristan's flower shops every time she wanted to see her mother.

Her mother Tristan loved flowers, and Tristan was more obliged to bring flowers than food.

"Buy flowers as usual." Tristan said to Mondy.

Mondy nodded in understanding, he had memorized how many stalks he had to buy so often he bought open every time to the big house Kusuma.

After they finished buying flowers, they continued their journey. The flower shop that was not too far from the big house of Kusuma made them quickly arrive.

"Young Mr. Tristan, welcome." Greet the housekeeper Kusuma.

Tristan did not reply, only Mondy replied with a small nod.

"Tristan." The call was immediately received by Tristan when he had just arrived home.

It turned out that he had been awaited by his parents who were sitting casually in the living room. Tristan approached, giving the flowers he had bought to his mother.

"Mama doesn't need your flowers, Tristan." Saras, mother of Tristan.

Tristan frowned, after all, the mother spoke like this.

"What's up with, Mama?" ask Tristan gently.

"Sit, Tristan. We need an explanation from you." Pinta Jaya Kusuma, Tristan's father.

Tristan said he sat in front of his parents and Mondy stood behind him.

"What do you mean asking for a divorce from Linda, Tristan?" Saras asked with a sharp eye.

Tristan closed his eyes for a while, so this was the reason he was called suddenly and asked to come home suddenly.

"Sialann, that woman isn't afraid of my threats." Inner Tristan clenched her hands.

Tristan was silent, trying to stay calm even though his heart was really hot and ready to explode if Linda was there.

Apparently Linda was not afraid of the threat from him. Linda really challenged him.

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