Friends Who Destroy

Friends Who Destroy
BC 31


Faruq was still reluctant to release Alexa from his lap, even deliberately Faruq put his palm on top of Alexa's thigh which was slightly open. While the tip of his eyes looked at Ghea who looked starting to bristle.


Faruq was more than happy to see Ghea in such a state, though he was eager to say.


"I'm sorry.... Ghea......" Inner Faruq felt pity.


"Here I bribe....." Fresh Alexa while taking a spoonful of fried rice that has been presented in front of her.


Without hesitation Faruq opened his mouth and let the rice into his mouth.


"WAAA...... SPICY......." Faruq cried out in unison as he felt his tongue begin to burn with intense heat.


His face flushed for a moment. Alexa, who was sitting on Faruq's lap, was shocked to hear her husband's scream. In a hurry he ran to the kitchen and poured a glass of ice water and gave it to Faruq.


The man who was in the middle of the spicy taste was swiftly grabbing the tall glass that was thrust Alexa and immediately vertical it quickly.


"What's wrong with that woman?" Faruq muttered in annoyance at Ghea's actions.


While Ghea who had run to the back room just laughed softly felt victorious over something that he had planned.


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The night air that blew quite hard did not even shake Faruq who was still engrossed in enjoying a mouthful of wine in front of him, back at see the beautiful face of a woman who is still loyal to be her light blue frame filler.


the sweet smile continued to fall from Faruq's reddish-brown lips, my gaze and the head that began to stumble on the table he still maintained.


"Indeed you're Ghea's fucking woman....." Bait Faruq on the frame in his hand.


"I really love you, but you betrayed our promise of love. I married Alexa because I had to Ghe...." Faruq kicked the rough table in front of him.


For a moment he bowed his face to the black-painted wooden table, trying to neutralize the tightness that began to squeeze his chest.


It was obvious how depressed the man was, my unguided gaze he threw at just any place.


"Why are you with that guy...."


The shadow of Ghea laughing happily together with Leon danced in her memories.


"SIA*AN" said Faruq trying to pour his drink again into a glass, but the bottle was empty.


PREAANGGGS


The clear-colored bottle was thrown a few meters away and hit the floor so hard, Faruq's emotions burst into flames at that moment. With a shaky step he approached the door of the room and came out of his room. Continuing her fragile steps towards the kitchen.


From a distance Alexa noticed Faruq who was drunk, it felt quite dangerous Alexa immediately approached Faruq and embrace his man. Faruq rudely brushed off his wife's embrace.


"Soge..... I don't want you Ghea......" Shouted Faruq furious.


"I'm Alexa....." Alexa strives to reach the man who is in his 170s. But he could only reach for a black sweater that Faruq was wearing.


"I don't want you either...... There was no one I wanted" Shouted Faruq violently shaking his palm. Alexa tried to reach Faruq's hand that moved in an uncertain direction.


"It is because I am not rich that Ghea went away from me and chose the man" Faruq began to cry and lament his fate, saying, alexa slowly grabbed the shaken shoulders and sank Faruq's face on his shoulders.


"I love you so much Fa...... I'm not leaving you like Ghea" Alexa whispered in Faruq's ear.


Alexa enveloped Faruq's body with a batik badcover lying there, smiling at the body of the man she loved.


"If it could be every night like this, I'd be so happy for the Fa" whispered Alexa gently while holding back the eyes that began to bristle. Then immediately move and go towards the door.


The tail of Alexa's eyes caught Faruq's handsome face sleeping on his couch, a plan that suddenly flashed through his mind at that time.


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"Broth..... Do you remember what day it is today??" Cristine asked who looked neat with casual dress, adding a beautiful appearance when she began to age.


The man who was enjoying a piece of the sandwich stopped his activity for a moment, trying to think of something that was the result of nothing.


"I don't remember..... What day is this?" Ask Morgan, investigate.


"It's our wedding anniversary pa.." said the woman looks excited.


"really?" Morgan just smiled knots, he was lazy to respond to the wishes of his wife who always asked for something every day.


"Say what you want!!!!" Morgan still enjoys the sandwich.


"I want to buy a house..... Let's....." The woman's eyes seemed to sparkle.


"Buy!!" Morgan replied that he was getting tired of his wife's behavior every day.


Just 2 weeks ago his wife said the same thing, also 2 weeks earlier, but Morgan was reluctant to comment anything. He is only 55 years old now, his memory is still sharp.


I don't know what Morgan's woman was planning, either. He only thinks if his wife wants a gift so stupidly he does it.


Cristine glanced at Roy who was standing in the dining hallway. Then she rolled her eyes at him.


"Mom......" Sapa Roy immediately approached the man who still looks handsome at his age who began to age.


Morgan turned to his adopted son who he had started to consider as his own son, even more so now Roy replaces Ghea leading their family company. Morgan should be able to pay more attention so that Roy does not be arbitrary to the company he has been struggling to start since the beginning.


"What's up????" Morgan put a knife and fork in his hand.


"I need your help....." Say it with a clear tone.


"Why indeed?" Morgan took a glass of water and drank a sip.


"I have a corporate document that you have to sign" Roy said with a plain face full of pleas.


"I'm now just a substitute leader, so there are some things I can't do, I need the approval of either Ghea or Papa as the leader in charge" Roy smiled sweetly.


The man in a full suit handed him a paper containing a neatly arranged row of letters.


"What's it all about?" Ask Mr. Morgan while grabbing the glasses in front of him.


"The opening of the new company pah" Roy said briefly as he glanced at Cristine's sweet smiling mother.


The man with a lot of gray hair started wearing his black-framed glasses, then he began to focus his gaze towards the paper.


"Ouch..... Why doesn't this look" Mr. Morgan took off his glasses, his small eyes squeaking to focus his gaze towards his glasses frame.