My (Ex) Boyfriend's
Twenty nine

"Honey who did the terror on Selsa? What kind of friend of yours, does anyone know?"

Vano diverted attention from his phone to Mina, the man shook his head in response to not finding the perpetrator.

"Alex has not been able to track who did it, even though the directed men are not kidding. I thought the perp was already very agile in this field." Bright Vano on Mina.

Mina frowned in surprise, "How come? Alex should have directed more of his men, with that we find the perpetrator and I'll guarantee the perpetrator will rot in jail." His emotions just showed up and stirred.

"Mina-Mina, hey calm down. Everthing will be fine Darling, sooner or later the perpetrator will be found. You don't need emotion." Vano turned to sit next to Mina, embracing his wife's shoulders to be calmer.

"How come Van's emotions, I can't bear to look at Selsa in such fear. I really know how Selsa is, she's a real coward. But Selsa is not a typical person who wants to expose his problems, he prefers to keep everything to himself, let alone get treated like this his fear must be."

"Selsa's fine Mina, there's Fabian guarding her. He also has you and me here, as much as we can we should protect Selsa."

Mina looked at Vano fixedly, hoping that her husband would know how she was feeling at the moment. Mina loved Selsa very much, "I'm sure Van yesterday was no ordinary terror, this must have continued. From the beginning I was suspicious of Selsa who was in a small accident, the other night Selsa told me that she was getting a stray message that contained a threat."

One secret Mina hasn't told me. That night after a minor accident, Selsa sends a message to Mina, who she says gets a stray message from an unknown number. Short but made Selsa choked. August 2014, Rose Caffe, four eyes, bed. And Mina understood what it meant, because at that time Selsa came home in a mess also chaotic condition. His roar broke the thicket, and sobbing mottled with emotion.

"Did Fabian know?" Ask Vano.

Mina shook her head weakly, her head leaned against Vano's shoulder. "Don't I tell you from the beginning that Selsa idiot never wanted to tell me the problem? I don't think Fabian knows anything about this." Lirih Mina frustrated.

"What's the guy closest to Fabian, honey?"

Vano's question made Mina tiptoe in her place, put her head on the full husband, her forehead fluttering in wonder again.

"-you mean?"

"Yes you think, Fabian lives surrounded by many women and I'm sure one of them did not like it when Selsa came. Maybe one of them did something dirty like this."

"Maybe it's Van. But roughly who? Aren't the women who've been there for Fabian very much?" Pause Mina, "Dance, April, Nila, Selvi, Casandra, Dian, Manda, Rahel, Natasha, Eve, Cynza, Mona, Yumi and Nadia, as far as I know."

"If you say one by one it won't be finished, you know yourself Fabian's a top-class bastard, I mean we noticed that's very close to Fabian. I think between Cynza, Rahel, Yumi and Nadia, I'll investigate that one first."

Mina nodded in understanding, "Then tonight we come to the place of the person who has that name. But wait, do you have her phone number to make an appointment?"

"Some, I also saved her cell phone number." Vano's words made Mina snort angrily.

Her hand pinched Vano's waist until her husband grimaced in pain, "Basic! You're also Vano's top-class bastard, if so."

His hand denied quickly, his head shook strongly. "Oh don't call me that, baby, Calm Down! I kept Fabian's ex-phone number for a reason, because every time that motherfucker got drunk it always bothered me. As a result I asked for all the female numbers close to Fabian so that I would know where that one bastard was." Obviously Vano is long but his wife still does not believe.

Her lips were a funny thud and her eyeballs were a lazy ball, "Alibi alone, this finish delete all the numbers of any woman. It's just me there." The problem without a rebuttal.

Vano's heart warmed, the happiest smile he uttered. Having Mina turned out to be this happy, even though Mina was not his first love, but successfully made Fabian's heart melt. "It's very possessive. Well, princess, I did it for you."

He pecked his wife's forehead long enough, rubbed cheeks puffed Mina because upset. After the kiss missed, Vano switched to kissing the bubbling cheeks many times until it succeeded in making Mina laugh.

"I think I'm going to disavow my words. Let's make me a junior Vano."

Any woman asked what is desired from the attitude of a man, must simultaneously answer Responsible. In addition, all women also want a romantic man, preparing small surprises that make his heartbeat hunt, making his stomach tickled by thousands of butterflies.

Fabian did not have to bother preparing this and that to be able to look perfect and be perfect with Selsa. Just wearing a formal suit with a manly mane, Fabian looks more charming. Not to mention the water or the latest lily aroma of his increasingly makes the charm of Fabian widen everywhere. Tonight, illuminated by some candlelight, Fabian voices back his love for Selsa. Grasping each other and drifting in view. His heart hunted each other and his stomach was successfully tickled by thousands of butterflies. Candle Light Dinner Selsa's dream, realized in the end.

Very haru, this is not any event, said Fabian just a regular dinner and not as romantic as this. But in fact the jerk disavowed his words, the man set the place in such a way that made Selsa not warty and treated Selsa improperly. Special, because according to Fabian tonight Selsalah the queen.

"Fab doesn't need to be like this, it's overkill." Lirih Selsa looked around. The sprinkling of white flowers on each floor adds a romantic impression. Not to mention the accompaniment of the piano from the corner of the room, Selsa's eyes did not stop glazed.

"Nothing is excessive, everything I do for you. To Selsaku," replied Fabian softly.

You can think of Selsa lebay or whatever the language of the youth is now, but this really makes Selsa mercilessly happy. Last treated like this was a few years ago, when she was in the second grade of high school.

"Thank you Fabian. Can I hold you?"

"Do it, don't ask permission."

Selsa moved from his place, a speck of clear liquid managed to plunge from the corner of his eye. Fabian's face was tight, slightly bowed due to Fabian's sitting position, "Don't cry, I don't want you to ruin this romantic atmosphere." Fabian jokes when releasing a hug and rubbing Selsa's tears.

Selsa snorted in annoyance and sat back in the seat opposite Fabian. "Who made this thing so romantic?" Then she rubbed the rest of her own tears.

"Originally you know, this is one of my dreams Fab. Candle light Dinner and tonight you make it happen, thank you."

"really? Well does that mean I got away?"

"Acluded what?"

"Prospective husband."

Selsa was stunned, Selsa thought this was a serious chat from Fabian for her. Yesterday he could have thought it was a joke, but tonight it was impossible, Selsa believed it. "A-ah sorry, maybe that's too sensitive talk," stuttered Fabian, "this is try my homemade pasta, special for you." He diverted the conversation.

Selsa smiled and nodded, "i'm not sure you made it, ask Chef for help huh?" Guess Selsa was still in doubt.

Fabian widened, his face made haughty and shook his head. "Not at all. I'm willing to stare at my cell phone until both of my eyes ache, just for staring at recipes and making pasta for you." Unmistakably.

"S-seriously? Oh, my God Fabian didn't get to that!" Closing his mouth in disbelief, just a step and then his hand clasped tightly Fabian's hand on the table.

His smile widened, trying to master the crazy heartbeat, Fabian rubbed Selsa's head gently. "It's okay that matters can make you happy."

"It could be you."

One feed Fabian lay on Selsa, unceasingly the two smiled widely because tonight was his happy night. "How does it feel?" Fabian found Selsa's countenance changed, her smile slightly faded. Does it taste bad?

"T-not good?" Ask Fabian.

Next was the mumbling of admiration and the crisp laughter Fabian saw from Selsa. The woman loves her cooking, "This oath is you making it all? Fabian, my God, this is so good, ah I'm not sure if you made it."

"Ask the chef in the kitchen,"

"Yes-yes I believe. From now on you are in charge of cooking in the apartment. Let me work." Canda Selsa makes Fabian giggle funny.

"Where can it be like that? I'm the one who's supposed to be working, the one who's making a living is supposed to be a man."

"Are you my husband?" Selsa Cibir.

Putting back the plate, Fabian emngangjat hands Selsa to catch it long. "Just wait." It made Selsa want to scream.