Let's, Divorce

Let's, Divorce
The Part 60


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Viana who took off Andra's hand immediately ran as her husband just wanted to open his mouth to avenge the innuendo that was laid for him. Sometimes he confused himself with all forms of Viana anger that always concerns linking the ex-lover. If it is a wound the same way he always gives salt on it when the pain slowly fades and dries.


Because only a sense of not wanting to argue in front of the crowd, Andra let Viana go home alone, because it would be wrong for Andra even though he had tried to do the best according to his version.


A message from Mami who asked her to go home first was quickly obeyed, Andra will stop by for a while to her parents' house while you take some of her stuff.


The luxury sports car owned by Bramasta's youngest child was traveling at medium speed, although it is past lunch hour but the road condition is still crowded smoothly and this is also what makes Viana more happy to bring her own motorbike on appeal to have to shuttle by car or taxi online.


Not until 60 minutes the iron train was already in the garage of the Bramasta residence luxury house. Andra came down and immediately stared intently at one car that was no less luxurious, who else if it did not belong to his older brother.


Andra entered with a relaxed step because not too rushed, he who just wanted to go upstairs apparently heard his name on the call and it immediately made him turn his head.


"Andra, just got back from school?" ask a stale adult man with glasses perched on the trunk of his nose.


"According to Daffa, how? do I look like I just got home fishing?" Andra asked back.


"Your wife's not coming? how is he, last call me he said often hurt the lower abdomen and vomiting continues." question Daffa unconsciously ignited emotions Andra who had been upset since.


"He told you all that?"


Daffa just nodded, what he felt was normal and ordinary turned out not to be for his sister. Andra was angry and pointed out loudly her brother's chest with her index finger.


"Don't be like my wife, or I'll finish you off!" threaten Andra who never felt afraid even though they are one father and mother.


Andra went up to the second floor by climbing the stairs, taking some clothes, uniforms and books. All he put in the bag that he would bring to his father-in-law's house. Glad not happy he will be there accompanying his wife no matter Viana always nagging because it is like that his nature added now he was pregnant young, too, you can imagine what a mess that woman's mood is.


"Hunt once, where's Viana? not invited or he won't come?" mami asked as she sat on the sofa together.


"Andra didn't say he wanted to go home, so didn't take Via" replied Andra, who hoped that the middle-aged woman next to him would not be disappointed.


"Oh, yes, I have. As long as you don't fight. Mami just miss your wife, next week we go for a walk yes, invite Via to refreshing so as not to stress."


Andra just nodded because this is an amazing idea that Mami gave to her as well as Viana because both of them can walk around without fear of people in the know see their closeness.


"Yes, Mih, later Andra says Viana yes, pray she'll be healthy."


"Daffa said Via got sick because he kept vomiting, and what now?" ask Mami who is worried.


"Well, the nausea of his vomiting has been slightly reduced, Mih," replied Andra, of course he did not say if it was all because of their closeness.


Mami also as usual gave a lot of advice and messages, he who had been a child, wife, mother and daughter-in-law of course really understand the position of Viana. Mami never distinguish affection for everything, all there is a portion of each according to the needs of who first noticed.


"Yes, Andra said yes, Mih."


"Yes, my son, be careful on the road, remember everything that Mami told you," said Mami as she rubbed her youngest child's cheek.


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Hopefully Viana can make you no longer grieve over the past, accept your present destiny and make peace with the wounds that certainly remain, so that you will unconsciously regret why you have not known him for a long time...