Marrying a Girl of Papa's Choice
Part 130's. Jealous woman vs Jealous man.
"Andini! Andni! Andinis!"
"It could be in a dream that Kak Miko also called out the name, Kak Andini. What a special thing he is, that all men easily fall for him."
Is Miko's sister interested in her wavy hair? because Miko doesn't like my straight hair. Though the wavy hair inherited papa's hair, the man I hated for abandoning family.
Dara hugged her long roll tightly and squeezed it in annoyance, as if she could vent her emotions at Miko with the roll.
Miko did not know that the chat on the phone had been heard by Dara all, the woman was just pretending to sleep earlier.
Miko went back to sleep next to Dara. Miko is comfortable with her supine position while Dara turns her back to Miko.
Miko did not know that Dara was angry with her, she calmly went back to sleep comfortably until morning arrived.
The morning in Istanbul is so bright. The vultures fly towards the sea of Marmara, Dara who still keeps a sense of annoyance immediately down from the luxurious residential house and run towards the beach alone. His heart was not wanting to make peace with Miko, the man who always said sweet in front of him, just called the former in his sleep, it hurt so much. Oops ... Salah is not an ex, but a mass woman who may still have a place in the recesses of her heart, because they never dated.
At about eight in the morning when Istanbul, Miko just woke up, she looked around the room, no sign of other life nearby.
"Become!"
"Become! Please get me a towel I'm gonna take a shower!" Miko kept calling Dara's name. The man thought Dara was still in the back room making coffee for him.
"Become!! Where's he going so early. Tumbens." Miko kept looking for Dara in every room. Indeed this morning Dara was not as usual, just disappeared without saying goodbye. Usually she always say goodbye before leaving and always ask for her husband's company.
Miko saw a glass of coffee still puffing smoke next to the dispenser, Miko smiled happily. At least Dara has prepared her favorite black coffee.
Miko immediately looked for a small towel in the cupboard and washed her face while brushing her teeth in the sink, before she solemnly sipped the wife's sweet black coffee.
"Na na na na na na." Miko whistled as her mouth was fresh. He immediately grabbed a glass of coffee next to a plate filled with jam toast.
"Supp!" Miko sipped warm coffee with vigor.
Miko opened her eyes wide when the coffee she drank tasted salty.
"Bahelp behh!" Miko spits out the coffee that made it into her mouth in the sink.
What's this coffee, so salty." So salty Miko spouted coffee in the mouth repeatedly, wiping her lips with a tissue.
"Well sleepy times huh? make coffee with salt. The salt is using a lot more"
Miko came back to gargle, but her mouth still felt salty. The man hoped that the toast that had teased his eyes could absorb the salty taste that filled the oral cavity.
Miko bit the tip of the bread impatiently. Just the same, the toast is not as good as usual. The jam is salty but not cheese.
"This is why, suddenly making all salty dishes, must be intentionally this is it." Miko threw the bread into the trash. She's pissed. Finally, I decided to walk towards the corridor. And look around after drinking water.
The cool morning air, the clear sky made him fall back asleep with a friendly touch of Istanbul.
From the corridor Miko could see anything around the hotel, stirred up the figure of a small creature she knew was sitting casually facing a table, accompanied by a man sitting right in front of her.
While enjoying the cool beach air, they are seen chatting and occasionally laughing.
Miko immediately took the camera binoculars and made sure he was not wrong see.
Miko rushed to take a shower, she dressed as handsome as possible, her hair neatly combed backwards, wearing a white t-shirt and black oxford pants, not to forget the large glasses with black color and expensive timepieces also add an elegant impression . A contrasting and fitting alloy and pleasing to the eye.
Miko immediately went down using the elevator to the beach, she walked on the beach with her cute style. Put both hands on me. Even more funny, Miko pretended not to see Dara. and sat in a place that was quite far away with Dara's existence.
Dara and the man only knew today, Dara deliberately made herself familiar with the new man she knew just to make Miko jealous.
Dara wants to know how much Miko loves her, if Miko is angry and jealous, it means she loves herself.
"Can I save your phone number, baby?"("Can I keep your phone number, beautiful?") Ask a native Turkish-born man. The man seemed to like Dara's cute and adorable style.
"Of course you Can, sir. Don't forget to call me When it's not busy." ("Surely can, sir. Don't forget to call me when you're not busy.") said Dara deliberately raised her voice so she could hear Miko.
Dara and the man still continue their conversation with English, Dara looks so happy, the man in front of her is no less happy. He thought Dara was a single girl, because judging from her face was still very adorable.
"Sweet, Nice to meet you. tonnage I want to take to you dinner, okay. I want to know you better." ("Sweet, nice to meet you, tonight I want to take you to dinner, okay? I want to know you more.") Said the man happily.
Dara returned the man's smile so sweetly. While nearby there is someone who is refraining from venting his emotions in a way village, Miko clenched her hands and left.
Dara shed tears when Miko was not angry with what she was doing, the plan did not go smoothly, the man went somewhere.
After being followed by Dara, it turns out that Miko was riding on a ship that was specifically used to party the men with a million problems, and many comfort women accompanied.
"I thought you never loved me. You only think about Andini. As I try, my feelings hurt me even more. Hiks hyks hyks."
"You crying baby?" Ask the man again in English.
Dara replied in English. (However, the author will write in Indonesian only)."No. gabe. I'm just glad to see them so happy." Said Dara lying and wiping her tears with a handkerchief that she took from the handbag that had been coiled on her arm.
"Let's dance!" The man extended his hand. Dara welcomed the man's hand. They dance with love. The more jealous Miko was she saw Dara with another man, her heart was so broken. Miko asked the bartender to pour the drink into her glass many times.
Miko starts to lose control, her body has drunk, she starts to have a hard time controlling herself.
Miko walked up to the man and lashed out the first and second blows hard.
Bugg!
Bugg!
The man will take Miko's hit back. But Dara prevented it.
"Please sir, forgive him, he's heavily drunk" Dara told the man. Dara begins to panic with Miko's condition.
"Who is he, Nice? What's your relationship with that guy?" Silence cannot give an explanation. His plan to make Miko angry had already materialized.
"Looly woman, let me go, I hate cheap women, I hate you plain pretentious women." Miko fancied not out of her way. He kept on berating Dara in a drunken state.
"Sister, let's go back to the apartment. The security!! please help me get my husband off this ship, I want to take him home!" Data screaming
Dara's cry was heard by the security guard. He immediately helps Dara who objected to supporting Miko's body alone. Her tiny body trained to step out.
"Why did you hurt me too, why? Do all women just hurt." Miko said with a tinge of emotion that still felt burning hot in the chest.