Grasping Longs
Part~139

"If it doesn't matter why you still work in my future husband's office or you deliberately want to be an actor huh ?" said Sera mocking, the tail of his eyes seemed to look at Edgar who was climbing the stairs.

He immediately smiled, not knowing what he was planning.

"Oh gosh, maybe your bastard baby is the result of you being an actor so until now it is not clear where his father is." Sera taunted again to make Dena immediately react by throwing her slap.

Sera seemed to stagger, then he accidentally dropped himself to the floor when Edgar was at the end of the stairs.

"From the first I will always win" Sera murmured inwardly, a triumphant smile at the corner of her lips.

"Dena, what are you doing ?" edgar screamed loudly when he saw the woman slap her lover until he fell to the floor.

Edgar quickly helped Sera up. "Are you okay ?" said worried.

"I'm okay, baby, maybe I'm wrong for forcing to help sister Dena when she does not want to" said Sera memelas.

Edgar stared intently at Dena, while Dena replied cynically. Their sight seemed locked for a while, but then Dena soon passed away with her mother's belongings.

Arriving downstairs, Dena looked closely at her parents Edgar, as if she wanted to make sure that her son's grandparents were good people or just like her family.

Dena slightly nodded when their gazes met, after which she immediately stepped her feet out.

"Wait !!" hardik Lord Winata when his eldest daughter just passed him by.

Dena immediately stopped without turning around, she was really fed up with her family. He hopes this is their last meeting.

"Is that how you behave to your parents, huh ?" snapped the Winata master who immediately made Dena turn her body to look at him.

Dena smiled cynically. "I behave according to the actions of my interlocutors, so if I behave like this you should introspect yourself." Dena said.

Plakkk

A slap directly landed on Dena's white cheeks until it left a palm mark there, even the tip of Dena's lips seemed to flow fresh blood.

Edgar who was going down the stairs with Sera, suddenly his chest felt tight when he saw that.

"Based on brash children, have been raised but do not know thank you. This is how you repay Papa's kindness all this time, What's wrong with your Mama and Sera for so many years you were hostile to them ?" hardik mr. Winata.

"The fault of Papa never trusted me." said Dena stared intently at his father, then he immediately left the luxurious Mansion without wanting to argue longer.

Because if that happens then his stepmother will definitely start acting hurt and in the end he will remain guilty.

Dena rubbed the corner of her lips that felt wet and smelled rancid, then immediately got into her car

Then he drove his car at an above-average speed, as if Dena was challenging his death. But as his son's face danced in his mind, he slowly reduced his speed.

"I'm sorry Mom Son."

It seemed like Dena couldn't go straight home when things went awry like this, she had to calm herself down and she knew where the place was that made her feel better.

Dena stared at the three-story building in front of her, two burly men standing at the entrance.

For a long time he never set foot here.

"Welcome Miss Dena, you haven't been here for a long time" said a burly man with a friendly smile.

Dena just replied with a thin smile, then he gave them some money and then he put his foot into the bar.

"Hi Jem ?" greet Dena while sitting in front of the bartender table.

"Oh my God, am I dreaming ?" a bartender named Jem was shocked when he saw Dena sitting in front of him.

"Just take a dream." said Dena with a wry smile.

Seeing Dena who seemed to be not okay, Jem stopped asking further. He immediately gave the woman a glass of alcohol concoction of his favorite.

"Where's Nina ?" asked Dena while circulating her gaze around the corner of the bar.

"Nina has long stopped." said Jem.

"Went home ?" ask Dena curiously.

"really? I am happy, I hope he is always happy. He worked too hard all this time." said Dena considering how the woman named Nina was never tired of working day and night.

Dena knew Nina in this bar as well, Dena as a visitor and Nina as a waiter at that time.

Nina used to drive him to the hotel or go home when he was drunk.

Since then they began to make friends, even Dena did not hesitate to share the story with the woman.

But since he married Arhan, Dena rarely went to the bar. Especially since she was pregnant, she never came again.

Dena appears to be carrying her glass to an empty table, she starts lighting her cigarette lighter.

Dena realized his actions were not right, but she herself did not know how to stop. Every time there was a problem he just vented it on the drink or white flat object.

When Dena was about to sip her drink back, suddenly her glass was seized by someone. Dena immediately raised her head to see who dared to disturb her.

Dena always paid some security there to protect herself while drunk, so she always felt safe.

"Ck." Dena immediately clucked in annoyance when she saw her ex-husband without permission sitting in front of her.

Dena wanted to snatch her glass which still left a little content, but Arhan immediately gulped it down to the toilet.

An upset Dena seemed to raise one hand towards Jem who was immediately greeted by the man with a thumbs up.

"Why do you always do this, don't you feel sorry for your son ?" arhan looked at Dena.

The woman was completely messy, her face was plain with no make up and was wearing only oversized shorts and home shirts.

His cheeks looked bruised red, at the corner of his lips still visible traces of dried blood. For Arhan it was not the first time he had seen Dena like that.

Because every fight with his father, Dena always looks as messy as it is today.

"Pity me more if my son sees me sad and crying, at least after this I will go home smiling in front of him." sahut Dena took his glass which was brought by a servant before her ex-husband took it back.

Dena immediately gulped it down to the toilet even though now her throat was burning, but she felt better after that.

"Married to me, Dena, I promise I will make you forget what it's like to be sad" Arhan said.

All this time Arhan has been trying to forget Dena, but can not. His life was filled with regret for hurting the woman.

"Do you know my life principles? there is no second chance for treason." said Dena who began to feel the influence in her head.

"How about we start making friends, you want to be friends with me ?" please Arhan, he will approach Dena slowly.

Dena ignored Arhan he continued to sip his drink until he began to get drunk.

"Stop Dena, you've had too much to drink." Arhan held back Dena's hand as she was about to take her glass back.

"Why don't I drink a lot, not that you're a friend. Friends will take me home, won't they." raved Dena who seemed to be getting drunk.

"Of course I'll take you home." Arhan seems to keep the glass filled with alcohol, then he helps Dena stand up.

But two security people and Jem immediately came to him.

"Where are you taking Miss Dena, sir ?" hardik Jem's.

"Certainly drive him home." said Arhan.

"Miss Dena is our responsibility, we will take her home." said one of the security who usually always drove Dena when the woman was drunk like this.

"I'm not someone else, I'm her ex-husband. Let me drive him home." Arhan shows a picture of his marriage with Dena that he still keeps in his wallet.

Upon seeing that the security seemed to nod his head at Jem and let Arhan take Dena away.

But when Arhan was about to leave, some people were already blocking him.

"Dena will come home with me." asserted Edgar along with Juno and some burly men behind him.