It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
58. (PoV Arendra) Viral video

The words of the man named Jojo, made my emotions overflow. It felt like this hand was going to beat him back, but we were at the police station right now. This was due to hearing him say Nesya had done things outside the norm with my sister.

I stood up again at the table where I had been sitting there. "Ven, try to continue your plan!"

Alven nodded his head stepping quickly to pick up his bag lying on the long bench where we were sitting. I believe there's no way Alven would dare to do anything strange. I understand him better than anyone, even though he doesn't understand me at all.

Alven pulled out the laptop from his bag. Then he turned the object on and took it to the police desk, where Nesya was being interrogated.

"Sir, actually the person who was next to Nesya's sister was a thief. Nesya's sister had said she didn't want to put him in jail from the start. However, seeing not a single good word come out of his mouth, you better see for yourself what he did!"

My sister Alven played a video featuring the face of this man named Jojo as the main character. When he realized there was a face in the video, a man named Jojo wanted to pull over the laptop very hard.

However, Alven swiftly held the laptop to make a man named Jojo increasingly rise apitam. "So you've been spying on me all this time, Nesya?"

He pushed Nesya violently until she fell out of her chair. I caught it with my body. He fell right into my lap. Time passes so slowly. Netra we met and a swish in the tribe made me realize that she looked very beautiful.

"She, are you okay?" Alven pulled the young mother's hand to get up immediately.

Nesya also broke away from my lap. Nay! I still want to be like this in some time. However, the woman was already busy getting angry in front of the police, ignoring me who was still dumbstruck sitting on the floor.

"Sir, get him, sir! Catch him, I beg you to catch him! Besides stealing, he defamed me, sir. I don't care how long the punishment is. What matters is, just get him, sir."

I stood up right behind him. Still hoping she realized my presence was looking for her. Huh, do I still want revenge?

Nesya still hasn't ignored me. Hi, I'm right here. Come on look at me! I can only call him in my heart.

"Really, Sir. This I have evidence he has committed a felony theft." added Alven looked at Nesya with a satisfied smile.

"Saturday!"

Alven. It seemed like he was really interested in Nesya. Unlike me who just realized that this young mother named Nesya is getting more time to make my feelings more swayed.

I immediately slipped into the gap between Alven and Nesya. Let me be next to him. However, suddenly one from his past stood on the other side of Nesya.

"It's so bad you're Alan. Now you turn hostile to me after I've been leaking information about your ex-wife."

"Thank you for helping Jo's cave. It's just, the cave doesn't like your way. Dare to try hitting and gua think you really-not sane. Remember, he helped you. However--"

"Aaahh bacot Lu, Laaan!" Jojo prepares to deliver his blow to Nesya's ex-husband.

However, the man's hand was successfully repelled and Jojo was immediately bent by two men in uniform. Jojo was taken to the temporary detention cell section.

Alan is putting Nesya's hair on. "You okay, Dek?"

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Alan's hand I pushed in reflex. It's beyond my will. "Please go back to your wife!"

The man named Alan smiled faintly. "I'm over with him now. Are you afraid that if I manage to snatch him out of your hands?"

Nesya sat back waiting for the verdict from the police. Followed by Alven who is like a stamp not to be separated from Nesya. My phone is vibrating, on the screen it says KaProdi's name.

Oh yes ... I forgot .. there is still a lecture in C self-help class this afternoon. However, it seems that the existing business, has not shown any signs of ending. I slide the green sign and step aside to answer the call.

📳"Rendra, where are you going?"

"Sorry, Sir. I have a sudden, unavoidable affair. Can I get permission for today, sir?"

📳 "I saw you beating someone. There's also a freshman named Nesya."

Wow, how can you be found out? "Sorry, sir." That's all that can come out of my lips.

📳 "If your business is done, tomorrow you must face me directly!"

Before closing the call, there was a rambling of Mr. Suhandi who was furious.

📳 "Shameful."

It seems like tomorrow is a long day for me and Nesya. I immediately opened the phone and there were so many that marked my name on an unknown video of who was spreading it.

I don't know how many times I've clapped this forehead. I saw Nesya who was without burden talking to my sister who was still putting her flat face. Why would Nesya get along so quickly with Alven? Shouldn't he be closer to me?

Nesya's ex-husband, moving closer to the two of them. Aaah, looks like I should be able to use the science of rhino face or wall face all right? Although rejected outright, the spirit to be close to him never receded, as Alan did.

My phone is back vibrating. On Nesya's phone, a ringtone indicates an incoming call. Nesya got up and headed towards the corner as she answered the call. While I, feel reluctant to answer the call this time. Because, on the screen of my phone is written the name Gendis.

After the call sign stopped, I chose to disable the phone. Yes ... I am still lazy to answer the call if I am still asking the same thing.

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At night, with a tired feeling of inner birth, Alven and I headed straight for their respective rooms. Papa Mama seemed ready to replace the police to interrogate us both.

Actually Papa and Mama tried to contact me, only my phone was off so switch on Alven's phone. I forbid them to go to the police station, because I can solve this problem myself.

The door to my room was deliberately locked, so that Papa and Mama would not come in and attack me with millions of questions. Better to avoid adding to the problem.

The next day, still in the morning blind, before Papa and Mama came out of the room, I was already preparing with work clothes. This is still in order to avoid interrogation from both my parents.

Before leaving the room, I make sure the house is still quiet. I lifted up the shoes planning to wear it outside only. While on tiptoes, quietly heading towards the car garage.

"Where are you going?"