
"Roses, let's go yuk!" Abu who had just arrived at his house, immediately took the Rose away from the house.
"Well, I'm back at what time."
"I'm the CEO of my Papa company so I'm free to go in and out of the office."
"So proud to be CEO."
"Yes, everyone must be proud of what they achieved."
"So the CEO is also because your parents have a company if not not not necessarily."
"You're talking about it anyway. Won't you walk with me?"
"Where's the road?" ask Roses.
"Kemana cake. Actually, I want to take you to my favorite place."
"Yes, come on, but you're not crazy, are you?"
"No, seriously."
"I'll change my clothes first."
"Don't be long." Aby remained silent in her place while playing her phone.
"Get out there, I want to change clothes" said Mawar because Aby did not leave his room.
Aby looked up to turn her eyes to stare at the Rose!
"Yes, change me, ngusir me anyway I won't see how busy my people are with my phone."
Roses walked over to Aby then pulled Aby's hand forcefully and dragged her out of her room!
"Ouch! Ow hell! Roses, you're so rude to your own husband."
"It's softened but I don't want to understand ya I've used the rough way."
"Yes, my hands hurt."
"It's important not to bleed or break." The rose closed the door of her room a little hard.
Aby who was still standing in front of the door was aghast to hear the sound of the door closing loudly.
"The fate of having a whiz wife." Aby walked towards the second floor balcony of her house!
He sat down on the iron swing and then went back to playing his phone.
I don't know what he's doing with his phone but he's so absorbed in fiddling with it.
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"Darling, you believe in me. I love you so much" said Roger.
"Who is that girl? embarrass me in front of all our restaurant guests."
"I also don't know dear, the last thing I know is that she's Abymana's boyfriend but now Abymana is even married to another woman, maybe the girl just now really likes to dream of being a rich boy girlfriend so she hit everyone who is dating or making out."
"But you're right, you didn't have a relationship with that woman."
"Don't love you, I love you. You lack any proof of what the hell about my love for you? The company we live with, the money for the cost of our marriage, I leave it to you if for example I was just messing with you, I can't possibly give my money to you. My money you hold is a lot, not just tens of millions."
"Yes, I believe, but if the woman humiliates me in public again, I don't want to see your face again, your money will be given back and our efforts, we will be for her. You take your rights and I'll also take mine."
"Don't dong darling. I promise that she won't embarrass me again like that, after all, it was just the bad luck of both of us just so hopefully we'll never see her again in the future."
Michaela smiled faintly and hugged Roger affectionately!
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The Mahendra house.
Jingga leaned her back behind the door, she continued to cry out for regretting everything she had given Roger.
"Why am I so stupid, twice I did that stupid thing without the slightest bit of feeling that Roger didn't really love me, how about I get pregnant? Wicked you Roger, you can lie to me and take advantage of my sincere love for you" said Orange in his heart.
He continued to cry, seeing Roger making out with other women made him very jealous coupled with hearing all of Roger's statements to the woman made him feel very sick and tight.
"No, it can't be like this. I've sacrificed Aby to live with Roger, I can't just sit back and accept all this reality. Roger is mine and only mine, no one should have Roger but me."
"Orang! Orange open the door!" marisa exclaimed as she continued to knock on the door of the Orange room.
Orange did not answer or move from his place, he continued to cry regardless of Marisa who had just shouted to call himself while continuing to knock on the door of his room.
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"Where's the handsome guy, Aby's brother?" asked Nasya who had just arrived at the office and went straight into Dirga's study.
"Eh Nasya, come in. Young Master has come home" said Dirga.
"Huh home? What time is it, how come home?" Nasya walked over to Dirga!
"It's like taking the rose for a walk."
"Tomorrow sunday, why don't you wait for the streets tomorrow."
"Where do I know Nasya is beautiful, maybe your brother has started to fall in love with Rose."
"Emang yes? There's no sign?" Nasya looked at Dirga and waited for an answer from the man he used to call 'bull-faced gold.
"The sign was, at this hour he had come home and made the Rose walk. What does it mean try, without a plan and not a sudden weekend Young Master deliberately went home just to make him walk."
"Hmm, it's suspect."
"Ngapain is suspected, they're married. It's good that they're in love with each other."
"Oh yes, my handsome man. How are you doing, Jingga? Has he been found yet?"
"Udah. Food now she's got a new boyfriend."
"Yes? It's good that my sister-in-law remains brother Rose."
"Little children are choosy."
"I've been big Mas handsome, soon I entered college you know."
"Oh that way, his body is still tiny, not tall."
"Aaah Mas handsome." Nasya sulked because he did not like to be said to be petite when in fact he did have a slim and short body.
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On the edge of a Lake, Abymana and Roses walk slowly while enjoying the beautiful scenery there and the atmosphere that wins!
"Eh there's a duck boat. You want to ride?" aby said as he pointed his index finger towards the boat he was referring to.
"Can you swim? If not I don't want to."
"Why? Are you afraid of drowning?"
"Not that, I just want to know. In the village there are many lakes, there's no way I can't swim."
"If so let's get on that boat, make it look romantic."
"Romantic, romantic and courting are we ... what?"
"We're newlyweds, it's hotter than newlyweds."
"Oh yeah, I forgot we were just getting married."
"Wisdom forgets, lest the first night forgets."
"Yes, I forgot. We've fought yet?"
"Rose, have you really forgotten? Don't you think you're done with that memory loss." Aby checked the body temperature of the Rose by sticking the back of her hand on the forehead of the Rose.
Seriate