Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapter 43. Unchanged

"Where are you?" Yudha spoke out loud. Attacking the rumbling sounds that filled the room. His eyes continue to follow every visitor who is busy dancing, enjoying the music that echoes. Occasionally nudge those who begin to stagger. The smell of alcohol piercing the olfactory cavity made Yudha occasionally snort. 

For a long time he had not set foot in the club, almost forgot the association yes who had once been free at will. Now that Yudha is a father as well as a husband, she no longer wants to go back in time. There is only a future that must be pioneered with loved ones. 

The dimly lit lights make Yudha's view a little unclear, he must go the extra mile to find his best friend who returned in the cold. 

"Yudha, I'm here." The beautiful girl in sexy clothes and brown eyes at the end of the room waved her hand towards Yudha. His lips kept shouting calling out the name of the friend he had not seen for a long time.

Yudha smiled crisply, even though she had not met for a long time, she could not forget the figure of Claire who was very familiar with her centile. 

Without warning, Claire hugged Yudha's body and soared with excitement, as she received the grand prize she continued to express happiness to Yudha. 

"Claire, pelein, people will see" whispered Yudha clutching the girl's hand which was coiled around her neck. 

Claire clucked and swung her lips. Folding both hands with a body that is still swaying small. 

"Now you've changed. Are you afraid of your wife?"

Hearing the words Wife, Yudha suddenly remembered the incident at home, where Lintang made her disappointed. He pulls Claire's hand, splits the crowd and invites her to sit next to the beautiful bartender. 

Unknowingly, Yudha grabbed the glass containing the white and gulped it down, her mind a little chaotic when it came to Latitude. 

Claire stared at Yudha's bruised fingers, grabbed them and blew them away. I felt sorry for the man who looked anxious. 

"You got a problem?" ask Claire to investigate. Swab that nearly dried blood with a wet tissue. 

Looking at the face of Yudha again who was still filled with anger. 

Rubbing his face violently, eager to save the matter himself. However, his chest was already not strong to withstand the burden that enveloped his current. 

"It's just a small problem" she said, enduring the pain as Claire treated her wound with ointment.

Claire laughed out loud, taking the eyes off the few people around her. 

"If it's just a small matter, there's no way you're this confused." 

Claire whispered right in Yudha's ear. Closing his face to the man's face, the breaths of the two clashed against each other. So long apart, Claire finally enjoyed a handsome face that made her heart throb while nearby. 

"By the way, where's your husband?" Yudha switched the conversation, looking at the beautiful woman passing by. 

"He's not coming." Saying with a lethargic face, there was not the slightest bit of zeal when offending her husband's chapter. 

"Why are you fighting too?" yudha asked turning around while shaking her head, refusing the glass of drink proffered in front of her. Fear of getting drunk and having trouble driving. 

"No," said heavily. "i just avoid it, for what a selfish husband I keep, wants to win by myself and never cares for me" he added. 

Like Lintang, but I love her very much. 

Yudha looked at the clock that was coiled in her hand. It turned out that he had been at the club for a long time and wanted to end his meeting with Claire. 

"Yuk home, my wife will start." Yudha got up from her seat and made an appearance. Just a few steps away, he staggered as the body of Claire walking behind him collapsed towards him. 

"Be careful" said Yudha holding Claire's body against her chest. 

"Mas, be careful if you walk," Yudha scolds someone who hit Claire. 

Yudha never changes, always pay attention to anyone. I wonder who the lucky woman got her heart. 

After delivering Claire to the apartment, Yudha immediately returned home, besides being sleepy, she did not want to raise suspicion. 

The latitude that had not slept opened the window curtain when he heard the car engine stop in front of the house. Staring at Yudha down from the car with a jacket draped over her shoulder. 

Re-closing the curtains. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his face was slightly agitated as he looked at the clockwork pointing to the number one. 

Where is his friend, why is he outside for five hours? 

Ask yourself. Squeeze the tip of her pajamas until they get tangled. 

Lintang opened the door of his room, he accidentally caught a leg sticking out past the size of the sofa. Step into the kitchen and get a glass of water. 

Yudha opened her eyes. I listen to someone who is talking. Look towards the sound source. Turns out Lintang and Mbak Mimah there. 

Yudha left the living room towards her room. He crossed paths with Lintang who was also walking towards the room. 

The two look at meet. His lips were silent to each other until silence was created. From the bottom of his heart, Yudha wanted to say hello, but was stuck in the esophagus considering the latitude that had rejected him. 

Yudha walked first leaving the Latitude still staring at her. 

Lintang snorted at his nose, smelling a much different perfume as Yudha left.

"It's like a chick perfume, what do-don't mas Yudha __"

The latitude brushed off the no-no shadow. Not to be prejudiced to her husband, even though his heart has not been opened, she does not want her husband to fall into a hole that will destroy his household. 

"Sir, open the door!" Lintang was forced to knock on Yudha's bedroom door. 

Within seconds, the door was wide open. Yudha smiled as she leaned her back against the wall. 

"What's wrong?" asked Yudha who had taken off her jacket. 

The latitude went one step forward and again kissed Yudha's shirt on the chest. 

Now he not only smelled women's perfume, but also alcohol. 

"So, who's the same?" tanya Lintang. 

Apparently, he was watching me.

"Sama Claire's. Why why anyway? Don't you care about me?" cetus Yudha's. 

"I don't care about you, Father. But I care about the Lion and the Anggara family. What if he finds out his papa is out at night and drunk with his girlfriend? What would people say if a company leader was free to go in and out of the nightclub? It must be the name of a polluted father, and I don't want that to happen."

Lintang paused his words, holding back his tears that were almost shed. 

"Maybe I'm not a good woman for you. For sure this marriage makes you tormented because you can not have me completely, if you can not stand my attitude, please take the best step. I'm ready." 

The latitude went, and entered his room. There is no fear of losing a Yudha Anggara. 

Latitude shed her tears. Not understanding with himself who is always haughty when in front of Yudha, her husband. 

"I'm sorry, Mom. Forgive me," said Lintang lirih.