HURT SECOND WIFE'S
HSW CHAPTER 202. The Diandra
After dinner, Sarah accompanied Mentari in her room and of course it was at the request of Mentari while Sarah actually wanted to go home immediately because her mood was uncertain at this time.
"Sir Mentari what's asking Sarah to dinner here?"
"It's not really about Sarah's dinner, it's about your niece" Mentari said, holding her own stomach.
"Niece?" asked Sarah wonder, after all the baby in the womb Mentari was not born and also seemed to be fine.
"Is there anything to worry about Kak Meme's content?" sara asked worriedly, who knows there is nothing but Mentari save his own grief.
"No." Mentari.
Sarah also nodded. "Continue?"
"Your niece misses you, as if she wants to be treated as well as her aunt."
The Mentari's explanation made Sarah shake. You pregnant woman, there's-there's a way. Even though last night just met already feel awkward.
"All right." Sarah finally granted Mentari's request which she said her son's wish. Torturing the stomach of the Mentari that has been getting bigger and bigger.
Remembering the pregnancy, Sarah remembers Gala's reckless remarks creating fake news about her pregnancy.
The woman shook her head with a smile as Gala always made herself upset and sometimes made her laugh by herself. Gala seemed to always create a sensation that was funny to her when she met her.
However, then the look on Sarah's face turned gloomy when this morning Diandra approached her and warned. As usual Sarah always comes early in the morning to the office and happens to cross paths with Diandra at the entrance.
"I want to talk to you for a minute." Diandra immediately pulled Sarah somewhere.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" Sarah never made a mistake. However, why did Diandra seem to look at him with a dislike look.
"The one who impregnated you wasn't Gala, was it?" ask Diandra later.
"I'm not pregnant Mom. What Mr. Gala said yesterday is not true."
"Oh, and you used that so that the parents of Mr. Gala would marry you to Mr. Gala. Good, you're a really sneaky chick."
"What does Bu Diandra really mean?" Sarah was not out of thought with her boss. There is any interest in whether the woman takes care of personal affairs between Gala and herself.
"With the news of pregnancy, you want to ensnare for Mr. Gala's parents to marry you. I don't understand it, ' he said pinter. Pinter where? From Hongkong?"
I want it to feel like Sarah crossed Diandra's face if she doesn't remember it's an office area. However he must maintain attitude so that if anyone sees do not look down on him.
"If it's true what Bu Diandra accused me of I shouldn't have rejected Uncle Tama's desire to marry us, the proof is that I refused."
"Oh you refused it? Good then, I hope you don't approach Mr. Gala again because he is my lover. We've been dating for a long time" Diandra said.
Sarah only gave a normal facial expression when Diandra said that even though in her heart the girl felt shocked.
"Yes, he's back in your room." Diandra left Sarah who now only stands between believing and not believing with the words of Diandra.
"Good morning Sarah! Why are you standing there?" sapa Gala who had suddenly walked towards him.
Gala knows, maybe Sarah was angry with him because of her actions the girl so in court last night. So, today Gala decided not to get along with Sarah just yet unless there was something important to say.
In the afternoon after returning home from work Sarah stopped by a shopping mall. She got a call from her mother and was told to shop for one household stock for the week.
When she finished shopping according to her shopping list, Sarah intended to buy clothes. It seems that for a long time the girl did not shop for clothes for herself and also for her mother.
"How did you approach your boss?" a woman's voice came from behind another row of clothes. At first Sarah did not care about the voice even though it sounded loud in her ears.
"It's been very close, me and Mr. Gala have even been very intimate."
Hearing the name Gala called, Sarah became curious to find the owner of the voice because Sarah seemed to know the voice accent.
"Mr Diandra?" Sarah's voice sounded strangled, but make no mistake Diandra had heard the voice and saw the whereabouts of Sarah behind a row of robe clothes. However, Diandra pretended not to see Sarah there.
"How intimate do you mean?" asked the woman who was the opposite of Diandra's talk earlier while her eyes focused on looking for clothes that were suitable for her. It just so happened that she was also hijab-wearing like Sarah.
Seeing the familiarity of the two Sarah can guess they are two friends who are quite familiar.
"Yes intimate is that when you don't understand?" Diandra glanced at Sarah who pretended not to hear.
"That team means near, familiar as we are. What's so special about just being friends like us."
"It's not so bad you're Rin, I mean ML, making love that."
"What's? Lo crazy that Din. What if you're pregnant out of wedlock?"
"Ckk, let. Let's get married to Gala sir. Not just used constantly."
"I wear it constantly?" Diandra's friend was shocked to hear his best friend's confession.
"Why again, if you have a hot boss like gini. We are on duty out of town. Never forget that his name is that. So often I wait for him yesterday when I came home from outside the city immediately sick." Diandra glanced at Sarah whose face now looked flushed.
Sarah returned the clothes in her hand and hurried to leave the place and took the groceries she had left at the cashier's desk.
"Mampus lo, this abis may you really stay away from Mr. Gala," murmured Diandra inwardly.
Sarah got on the bike, put the groceries in front of her and drove her bike at full speed with one hand holding the steering wheel and one hand holding the groceries to keep from falling over.
"Why am I disappointed? Why do I feel hurt? It's supposed to be anyway, Mr. Gala, it's none of my business. Can't I like that guy? Ah, no-no. I can't possibly like a guy who likes to fornicate like that. God has prepared a better soul than him. I can't like it."
"Sarah what's so pensive about that?" The Mentari's questions stopped Sarah from her daydream.
"What Brother?"
"What are you thinking?"
"No sister, I'm just enjoying the kick given by this beloved niece" Sarah said with a forced smile.
Seriate.