
Pranks! Pranks!
Shards of glass scattered on the floor accompanied by the sound of frustrated cries echoing. The room measuring 6x5 meters was a mess like a storm. Ayra grabbed her strung hair, crying out curled up on the floor.
“Allan ...,” murmured accompanied by sobs.
The 32-year-old woman is drowning in a deep sea of regret. His hope to knit back a relationship that has long since lived a mere wishful thinking. In fact, all the efforts he made to separate Allan and Giany even closer the two.
“How can Allan forget me and change my position with a woman like Giany? I am much more worthy than that woman!”
Her crying broke when her eyes captured a picture of her wedding with Allan hanging on the wall. How happy they were then.
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The sound of knocking on the door sounded. Without waiting for Ayra's reply, a girl entered the room. Lia, Ayra's housekeeper looked very surprised to see the whole room in disarray.
“Bu Ayra ... In front ada—”
“I don't want to meet anyone!” the clapping made the girl jump. “Come out of here!”
“Sorry, Mom ... But in front there ..” He hung his words as if afraid to speak. Ayra's gaze was enough to give her goosebumps. “There are po-police, Bu.”
Ayra's rounded eyes represented her surprise as she saw several men in brown uniforms standing right behind Lia.
“Police? What are they doing here?”
“We carry an arrest warrant on behalf of Ayra Maeva. According to witnesses, Bu Ayra was suspected as the perpetrator of the restaurant burning a few days ago. We also received a report from Doctor Allan Hadikusuma, that Bu Ayra had tried to harm his wife named Giany Namira.”
Ayra gelagapan's. His hand suddenly trembled with a paled face. The evidence? Shouldn't there be any evidence of her locking Giany up in the restaurant? Previously he had bribed a restaurant employee with a large amount of money, to turn off CCTV footage in the kitchen and toilet doors.
His fear grew when he realized the meth suction device he was using was still on the nightstand. This time, his career history ended.
“For that, Bu Ayra can explain later in the office.”
All eyes were on Ayra as she walked out of her apartment escorted by several police officers. Some whispered to each other, others stared in wonder. Yes, it is Ayra Maeva, a famous model who is not only beautiful, but also intelligent. What case ensnared him so he had to deal with the law? Maybe that's what people look like.
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In the afternoon Giany was shopping at a minimarket not far from home which can be reached on foot. He took Maysha with him. The little girl who was angry and often moody is now transformed into a jolly, and does not seem to want to be far from the mother.
"Mother, can you buy this?" Maysha showed me some candy she took off the shelf.
Giany smiled as he watched the several types of sweets that Maysha had chosen. "Can, Honey. But not much. His teeth will be hollow."
"Yes, Mother." Maysha stuffed some candy into the grocery trolley, then returned some of it to the shelf.
Giany pushed the trolley towards a special milk shelf. At home Maysha's milk supply is running out. He chose two flavors, chocolate and vanilla. Her view then leads to the top shelf where milk for pregnancy programs is neatly arranged.
Remember her chat this morning with Allan, who suggested that you should not get pregnant first, at least until six months after bleeding. That is, he had to be patient waiting for two more months. Giany let out a long sigh while staring at the milk box in his grasp.
"Who would have thought, I got married twice in one year. If my mom was still around, I'd say it's embarrassing."
Suddenly Giany's face was gloomy considering the mother who left for good after a heart attack found her daughter pregnant out of wedlock. She almost cried, but in a few moments returned smiling after remembering the silly behavior of her husband who taught Maysha to ask for a baby sister.
"Basically my husband is a modus. He taught Maysha to ask for her sister. But after getting rations, instead suggest not to get pregnant first. How the hell?"
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