GENK DUDA ACUTE
56. I've loved you before, but I'm not

Toni walked back and forth in the lobby of Wulan's apartment while carrying two parcels in her hands. He just called Wulan and told her he had arrived. The lobby sofa is empty and can be occupied, but Toni feels restless until she feels moving is a powerful way to get rid of her groin.

Before long, his shoulders were patted from behind. Toni turned around and saw Wulan coming in a relaxed home outfit.

“Udah long?” ask Wulan. Looked at Toni's look, but didn't look her in the eye. For some reason now he felt a little strange that their eyes met.

“New nyampe. Have you eaten?” toni asked, lifting the package in her hand.

“Not yet. Kan, wait for you.” Wulan grimacing.

“Iya, really. Mmmm—”

“Ayo,” invite Wulan. He preceded Toni pushing the glass door in front of them. The elevator was quiet because it was a normal day at work. Usually, the apartment lobby is more crowded in the time before magrib or night.

“I think I have a solution to Rey's problem. I'm asking Dean for help. Professionally of course. But ... all must be your permission first.” Toni said that as they arrived at the destination floor and went to Wulan's room.

“On my loan, I have to settle it myself. Don't you, Ton ...” Wulan approached the door of her room, but Toni's hand typed the number of the entrance password faster.

Wulan turned her ex-husband's face, she felt Toni's hands holding her back as they stepped inside.

Toni put the wrap on the table and took the plate and spoon near the sink.

“I don't want to take care of you, ah. I didn't ask. I can,” said Wulan.

“Eat first here,” says Toni. “What is half a day?” tanya Toni looked at Wulan who was walking over.

“I'm looking for the cheapest boat expedition rates,” Wulan said.

“Let me watch it,” Toni said. “Eat first, Dear ..” Toni held Wulan's shoulder and sat her in one of the nearby chairs.

Wulan followed Toni in silence. His heart was really worried. On the one hand, he felt indebted to Rey. All this time, Rey always helped him. Because of that, he did not mind if Rey sometimes missed him.

“So Dean found out her ex-fiance Rey. Apparently real. They did not marry because of Rey's rude attitude. I can't let you go that's it,” Toni said.

Wulan glanced at Toni who was sitting folding her hands in front of her. “You didn't eat?” ask Wulan. He began to scoop the rice provided by Toni on his plate.

“So I was a laper, now I'm full. You are the one who eats. Must be much, let you grow big and tall.” Toni laughed looking at the pouting Wulan. He then pinched slowly on the woman's cheek. “You it's not pantes underlined, Darling ... It is not appropriate for men to be rude to women. Not opponent. He fucked you, but the same thump I still report to the police. Should be, if you need a gelut temen do not report, dong. I'm ready when.” Toni takes a new spoon and gathers Wulan rice into the middle of the plate.

“You also do not thump. I don't like.” Wulan.

“So my wife again, Which ...” Toni stroked Wulan's head and tidied her hair.

Wulan was silent. Enjoyed her lunch while thinking about what she had to say to Rey.

“Putusin Rey, yes ...” Toni lowered her hand and rubbed Wulan's back.

“I'm afraid,” says Wulan.

“Do we ask Dean who sentin Rey?” ask Toni, with a stupid look.

“Kok, Dean who mutusin?” Wulan asked with a puzzled look mixed in amusedly. Just this time he heard such a rare proposal.

“He, right, our lawyer. Let him do it,” Toni said. He immediately imagined how Dean broke off the relationship with Rey.he was broken in the heart.

“Newly this time break up with a lawyer,” says Wulan. “I'm done,” connect Wulan, put down the spoon.

“There are still a few more,” Toni said, again taking her spoon and collecting rice into the middle of the plate. Wulan always finds it hard to eat a lot. That's what made him always keep an eye on the woman while eating.

“Udah full ...,” whine Wulan.

“Ya, already. Eat this one if it is.” Toni opened the cake box and took a small plastic spoon out of it. “Still love me, right, Lan?” ask Toni.

Wulan took a plastic spoon and started eating the cake.

“I talked to Rey first. About the debt, I'll cicil.”

“I took it to you how long?” Wulan began to consider Toni's words. At least she did not receive the help of her ex-husband roundly.

“Life life time. You have to pay me your whole life.” Toni clasped Wulan's hand. “Turn me, yes ...."

Wulan raised her face looking at the man next to her. “I'm afraid of your Mami, Ton .... Your mom wants a granddaughter. We've been married six months, but I haven't been able to call your mother a granddaughter. I'm afraid that won't change later. Maybe your mom wants her son to marry another woman. Maybe I can't.” This time he looked at Toni and said the worries he had been thinking about ever since the man brought her back home.

“Too many words possible. Everything is still possible. What if, I might not be able to ngasi grandson Mami? Or am I the one who can't call you son? What if that was what? You still want to be with me?” ask Toni. He looked at Wulan's face that was not polished any makeup.

A difficult question, thought Wulan. He hadn't thought about that possibility. He considered himself a problem, so he felt he had to give up.

“Sayang .... You just say, ‘Iya, Yang, I still love you.’ That's enough for me. The rest, trust me. How?” ask Toni. He gently massaged Wulan's shoulder which was rummaging through his cake with a spoon.

Wulan was still silently looking down at her cake.

“I'm kind of weird when you call me, Tan-Ton-Tan-Ton.” Toni is bending her face.

“Ih, what, the hell .. instead sulk. Weirder still nothing, but call ‘Sayang-gayang’. Why try? How about if you're dating again, then meet me, then I call ‘Dear you are the same again who?’ Does your girlfriend want to? You are, right, a lot of girlfriends. I know who you're dating. It's not that I'm on them, I don't listen to the news about kam—Eh!” peeker Wulan, surprised.

Toni shifts Wulan's chair and slips her hands under the folds of his ex-wife's legs. With one easy move he lifted the woman's body and stood from the chair towards the bed.

“You don't want to talk about still love me, but you know I'm dating anyone.” Toni hissed in Wulan's ear.

“Later I fell,” squealed Wulan because suddenly Toni threw herself in the corner of the bed.

Toni moved because she was not sure the tiny chair under the dining table could accommodate her body and Wulan at once.

“Say that you still love me,” pinta Toni, tightening her grip on the folds of Wulan's legs and on the woman's ribs.

“Max, ih.” Wulan wriggling. He was like a child curled up in a sling. Toni's whispers sounded so sensual in her ears.

Although not being chased by a deadline from Dean, Toni felt the need to help Wulan to realize her own feelings. Or rather, he had to get rid of the ego that Wulan was being used as a shield.

Toni looked at Wulan who was curled up inside her lap. He touched Wulan's cheek, then went down to hold her chin. His index finger then shifted, touching Wulan's lower lip and rubbing her.

“You will never be replaced, dear ...,” whispered Toni. "Tomorrow we'll meet Rey. With Dean."

Toni leaned over her lips above Wulan's. He knew Wulan would definitely close his eyes. Toni could feel Wulan's lips quivering, due to the shivering sensation she had just created.

Wulan closed her eyes, but could not deny it. He couldn't deny when Toni touched him like this. Wulan wanted to be kissed, wanted to return the kiss. He wanted to touch Toni, caress her, hold her tight. All that impulse kept turning in him, even though he had tried to get rid of it. His heart kept pumping those lies throughout his body.

Wulan's breathing flinched, as Toni pushed the tip of her tongue into the corner of her mouth. He gasped softly and Toni took the opportunity to launch the tongue into his mouth.

Wulan instantly froze, putting her hand quickly into Toni's chest. The man stroked his lips gently. Sip almost without sound. Toni's kiss was always the most tender and adoring. In that instant, passion ran through Wulan's body. The hot air that formed between their bodies, melted some of the anxiety within him.

Elsewhere, at the residence of the Hartono family.

Dean just walked into the room, threw himself into the bed next to his wife.

“Where's the victory? Have you come home?” ask Winarsih.

“Not yet. Ryan was still talking to Santoso. I'm tired, want to be here first to snort you. Wash your mouth abis eat,” Dean said.

Winarsih clucked as Dean's hand reverberated his chest. Instead of stopping, Dean continued his favorite.

“Toni finished chatting with Wulan belom, huh? That son Kasian not picked up. His father must have forgotten himself there,” murmured Dean.

"Ditelfon aja," said Winarsih, re-read the book. Dean buried his face in his stomach.

"Later to go on a show, even disturbing. Not good, you know, Win .... I know what it's like."

To Be Continued