Loving a Second Cousin (Can't Turn Away)
drinking matter

Unexpectedly, Nadhira peeked at the togetherness between Rega and Sarah, Nadhira was unable to listen to the conversation between the two but he felt that it had become a thorn of their marriage, nadhira does not know if Rega and Sarah are officially divorced.

"What do I expect from Mas Rega? I should have been able to be firm again in my heart. Rega has disappointed me twice. For now I won't go after that guy again, even though I'm a widow I'm beautiful isn't it? There will be a lot of men with me. For sure I should get to know the man first don't rush to confirm the relationship if this self doesn't want to go back to being samsak." Dhira is creepy considering her failed marriage, and her body is infested with scratches and bruises.

Nadhira hugged the bushel of food that he had brought, the woman intended to return home, he did not want to disturb the moment of the couple in front of him. But his steps came to a halt as Rega called out to him.

"Dhira."

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It doesn't feel like eight months have passed.

Luckily Nadhira has the ability of left-handed so that when his right hand suffered a fracture does not reduce his work he still works as usual with a different setatus.

Setatus widow in Nadhira now increasingly in gandrungi all kariawan who are between offices. Her friendly figure further adds to the attractiveness of the woman, not infrequently the ranks who occupy important positions in the office compete openly to get the attention of the woman.

Rega was free two days ago, the man intended to visit the house of his heart, he had dandandan neatly spray perfume here and there her slit, nothing less at all.

Honestly Rega is hesitant to start her relationship again. Dhira also keeps her distance despite her gratitude the woman is reluctant to linger with her ex-lover.

"Dhira." When Dhira was trying to password her apartment, a voice startled her.

"Ha-hay." Damn it wasn't the sound that should have come out of her mouth, Dhira cursed her own mouth. It is awkward with the circumstances in which their current status is widowed and widowed.

Rega smiled, as awkward as the woman before him, the man scratched his non-itchy nape using his index finger. He was also confused as to what kind of behavior.

"How are you?" finally it was the word he chose as the opening word for his base.

"My news is good, how are you?" Nadira invites Rega to enter her apartment unit. "What do you drink? Tea or coffee?" tawar Dhira's.

"White water."

"You are, I offer you a choice but you always choose a choice I don't offer." - Dhira.

"I just don't want to bother you." Rega defended himself.

"I'm the one who offered you that means I'm not bothered."

"It's coffee."

"Why does your answer seem so forced."

"I didn't have to be Dhira, actually you offered me a drink or asked me to argue?" Rega looked at the netra of the woman who was still wearing her work clothes.

"Yes already." Rega replied in the end not wanting to argue anymore.

"Basic plin plan, don't have a stand exactly like the guy."

God it turns out Dhira is still dragy first, hey tell Rega how old this woman is why her behavior always sucks. Fortunately love if it is not already Rega crashed on a mountain semeru.

"It." Dhira flattened the cup which contained a yellowish-red liquid inside, from there reflecting smoke indicating the drink was still hot.

"Do you need to come here?" Dhira asked briefly.

"Ah, there's nothing I just want to visit."

"Oh, when are you free of cells?"

"Dhira, your question is too distasteful to me as if I don't have a need here."

Aish, you don't have a need here, do you? inner Dhira shouted.

Shit after a few months passed the passionate taste yesterday towards the man before her slowly faded, even Nadhira almost forgot how crazy the woman was chasing the man before her.

'What might the stoutness and violence of my household have an impact on my feelings for her.' Dhira asked himself.

"Dhira's eating?"

"Emh, mas Rega from where do you know where I live?" Instead of answering the question Rega Nadhira was more interested in asking other things to the man.

"From Aunt Hani, I went to your house and didn't find you there."

"You always come home this late?"

"Sometimes, what else do I do besides enjoy life." Dhira smiles.

"Yes you're right, you're young and it's a pity that your time is wasted."

"Mas Rega doesn't intend to go home now?"

"You kicked me out?" Rega raised one eyebrow.

Nadhira just shouts horses. "I'm sick I want to take a shower Mas."

"Just take me waiting here."