Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Almost Anyways

"Come, I'll get home soon" I said.

Reza smiled happily. And as Raline and Raheel requested, we stopped by for a while at a minimarket on the way home.

"Mas, it looks like Mas Alfi. Yeah, don't you, anyway?" I said, just after Reza parked the car.

Reza councy. "Where?"

"That's...." I pointed their position at the lounge chair in front of the small shop not far from the minimarket. They looked carefree. "Who is he with? That's not Mayra, is it?"

Reza. "That's Dinda, the only babysitter, the three little kids were her kids. You remember, right, Bella and Claudya? You've met them."

"Yes, remember. Am I senile?"

"Hmmm...."

"But this isn't the seventh leaflet, is it?"

"Yes, why?"

"Mas Alfi should be with Mayra today, right? How's this?"

"Emm.. don't talk about it, yeah, honey, yeah? It's none of your business. It's none of our business. Okay?"

I grinned. "I knew. But kan-"

Reza cut my sentence quickly, "We don't have to interfere with people's households, okay?"

"It's not like that, Mom...."

"It has. Stop. Listen to the husband."

I don't like to see someone's laughter over someone else's wounds. Like me, the happiness of my father and his mistress is above the pain of my wounds. I don't like. I thought to myself, did Mayra just make up for her husband's shortcomings as she answered my question about Alfi's justice about the division of time for her and Dinda?

Ah, my mood's down. But luckily Reza followed my wishes without a doubt. The car that had just been parked immediately drove and returned across the highway.

"That's a minimarket ahead" I said. "Stop there, Mom."

Reza nodded. We pulled over immediately, got into the minimarket and bought quite a lot of snacks and ice cream with flavors to order my cousins - - in the shortest time possible, to catch up on lunch time together at home. It's not good that people are waiting, I thought.

"Recare you done?" reza asked when we got back to the car. He was ready to drive.

I nodded while checking the grocery bag. "Already," I murmured softly. "Yes, I did, Mas. Come on, let's go straight home." Reza started the car and immediately drove it. We also came out of the parking lot minimarket.

Somehow, just a few minutes after we got into the minimarket and on our return to the car, suddenly the sky turned cloudy, the rain seemed to be falling. And sure enough, in just a matter of seconds, the raindrops have hit our car glass, more and more and finally quite heavy.

Reza and I chose to continue the journey, although the rainfall is quite heavy making our view is not free. Reza remained serious about staring at the streets, while many motorists pulled over and motorists slowed down their vehicles due to the slippery road, while for them - impatient motorists, they were busy honking.

In the commotion, somehow at first, suddenly there was a car grazing from behind, Reza panicked and then slammed the steering wheel to the left of the road, at once I screamed and we gasped. Fortunately, Reza was still able to control the situation, he braked the car sharply, causing a squeaking sound from the tires of the car that rubbed against the wet asphalt road until our car came out of the road. Just barely. Fortunately we both survived. But still, my stomach hurt a little.

"Are you okay?"

"Sick," I said.

"We're going to the hospital, yeah."

"Um, ti-"

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