Love Story' Keyan & Valonia
Timebomb

Keyan came in a hurry. Because you don't want to forget the promise if you will follow the funeral. He smiled to see his wife and Derry telling a story.

"You guys are talking here."

"Dear." Valonia ggas standing up. She received the embrace of her husband who always said he missed her.

"Why are we talking here ?" Keyan grabbed the flower basket and sprinkled it. For a moment he quietly offered a prayer for the Father-in-law.

"We waited on purpose." Derry stood up and cleaned his pants.

"It's over, let's go to your boutique. The sun is soon hot." Keyan flanked his wife's arm and guided Valonia to a step.  While Derry first in front of the couple's husband and wife.

Keyan's car drove off the funeral. And Derry went back to the office to help Endi. Keyan drove his car at an average speed.

"I seem to be home a little dark. There's a dress I need to finish." Valonia broke their silence in the car.

"Yes, get the driver home from home. Don't take a taxi, or we'll just stay at the boutique. But I'm late, baby. Maybe eight o'clock at night just got home. There's a little work I can't leave."

"We meet at home. After dusk I'll go home." Break up Valonia smiled. She did not want if her husband was tired of having to go to the boutique to catch up with her.

Keyan opened the car door after parking perfectly in the boutique garage. After officially becoming Valonia's husband, the CEO of JFB made a garage for his car because the parking lot did not fit for two cars.

"Darling I just stopped by for a minute." Keyan equalled his wife's move. "But I missed you." The joint spoiled giving a kiss on Valonia's right cheek.

"You shouldn't bother like this. I can manage myself." Valonia feels guilty because Keyan set aside his busy time just to see her.

"I'm your husband, baby. So I have to make sure you're safe." Keyan hugged Valonia while pouring water.

"just reason. Here drink ! Did you eat first ? Let me cook, there's still groceries in the fridge." Fresh Valonia cleans the remaining water on her husband's lips.

"Can." Keyan briefly kissed his wife's pink lips and then moved to sit in the living room and then turned on the television.

Valonia is deft and takes quick and concise steps to shorten cooking time, not wanting Keyan to be late for the office. Luckily, Mia would cook rice every morning for them to have lunch at the boutique.

Sometimes Keyan glanced at his wife who was cooking. This man at will changed the contents of the third floor room. To see Valonia Jasmine. Wherever he sat his eyes could reach his wife.

"Darling, did you hear our conversation earlier ?" Valonia asked as she moved the results of her cooking into the bowl.

"No, what are you talking about?" A suspicious look was seen on Keyan's bead of eyes. The temperature in his chest rose drastically in the sense that his level of jealousy was starting to show.

Valonia pulled Keyan's nose waiting for her answer. "Get rid of that ugly thought of yours ! Just like you I won't share myself and my heart with anyone else."

Keyan laughed embarrassedly. "I'm sorry, baby." He said while hugging the body of his wife who prepared drinking water. "I can't hide my jealousy."

"Really ?!" Keyan took off the circle of his hands and sat down with a serious face. "I don't know this. While working with me he never told me anything." Continue while receiving food from Valonia.

"He told it himself. Aunt Marisa victim of abuse. But that man is irresponsible. When Aunt Marisa was about to report it, she offered to get married but the man disavowed and made a new covenant. He is ready to take responsibility for Derry until he grows up. Then... Divide his property fairly."

"Tante Marisa agrees?" Keyan asked while taking a glass of water.

"Yes, because Aunt Marisa thinks who will accept her who has lost her honor ? Especially after that she got pregnant with Derry."

"Kasian Derry." Keyan wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Yes, but baby, you act like you don't know. I'm telling you this because you deserve to know what I'm talking about. Let's not be jealous." Valonia mocked her husband.

"I believe you, my dear, my wife, my love." Keyan was anxious and hugged his wife tightly.

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In the magnificent building a middle-aged man was agitated after his messenger conveyed information that made him shocked. He squeezed the cell phone of his man when he saw the photos in it.

"So, Derry works as a driver ?"

"Yes, Sir. It seems like a long time." Answer the stalker who was watching Derry's movements at the funeral.

"What's the kid's plan ? Why be a driver ? What does that have to do with the woman who owns Jasmine boutique that's close?"

"It seems so sir. From the conversations I hear. Mr. Derry told Marisa's mother to the boutique owner." The stalker repeated the story he heard at the funeral.

"This thing is like a time bomb, I don't want him to blow me up. Before that happens we have to get rid of the trigger." A cunning and evil grin was seen on the face of this middle-aged lung man leaning on his chair.

"You mean ?"

"Seek someone to infiltrate Marisa's apartment unit, and then take the letter. I had to destroy it so that Derry or Marisa wouldn't have a bridge to sue me." The man smiled with satisfaction at his plan.

"What about the owner of the shop? He's heard Marisa's mother's story from your own son. In fact he also supported Mr. Derry to take away his right."  The stalker accidentally referred to the man who was looking at him sharply as the father of Derry.

"Don't call him my son ! I didn't marry Marisa. Derry was just a mistake at the party. Until whenever I don't admit it, what's more about sharing my treasure ! For that woman, since she's been listening to everything get rid of her."

"Okay, sir, I will carry out this plan as soon as possible. But... What about Mr Derry ?"

"Put the letter away first and the owner of the boutique. That way no witness will know if Derry is an out-of-wedlock child. And I'm his biological father. Marisa can't demand anything because I made sure to refuse the DNA test." This middle-aged man orders while returning the cell phone belonging to his man.