My Berondong Husband
#104 Bian is Coming Back
At that time Kesya restaurant seemed crowded, because he saw his employees a little overwhelmed finally he helped them. It doesn't matter that he owns the resto, because he wants everything to go well without the slightest obstacle.
While helping, someone who had just entered the restaurant caught his eye, the man saw Kesya who was waiting for an order.
Kesya took a heavy breath, then exhaled slowly, there was nothing he could ask to replace him to entertain the customer, forced himself to come there, with a slightly lazy feeling.
The man who was none other than Bian saw the arrival of Kesya, then he pretended to babble his cellphone, so that Kesya did not know that he had seen it since.
"What message do you want?" said Kesya while thrusting the menu book on Bian, Bian pulled the menu book while occasionally looking at Kesya, Kesya's face flat.
Bian chose some menus and drinks, Kesya noted, after which went to say the order to the chef.
Kesya waited for Bian's order while sitting behind the cashier's desk, Bian was still busy with his phone. Somehow Kesya continued to see Bian, his hatred had disappeared a little, because he did not want to be burdened with feelings of hatred for Bian.
If you hate it, it should be Bian who does that, because the father who has made Bian's life and his family fall apart.
That day Bian came alone to Resto, without his family or office people, whether because of what Bian came, just eating or something else, because Bian's office with Kesya restaurant a little far away.
"Mom," the cashier scolded Kesya.
"Ehmm," said Kesya, awakening. Then he grabbed a tray that already contained Bian's ordered food.
Kesya walked with the tray to Bian, Bian was still unmoved and unaware of Kesya's arrival, otherwise Kesya placed her order on the table.
Bian put his phone in the pocket of hem's shirt that had slipped out of his work coat, which he placed on the back of the chair.
After finishing Kesya was about to leave, but his hand was in Bian's hold, Kesya looked at his hand then changed with Bian's face.
"Detach," said Kesya briefly.
"I want to talk" said Bian, hoping.
"You don't see my restaurant bustling, I'm busy,"
"I'm waiting until your restaurant is quiet,"
"Later on when it's closed,"
Bian nodded, Kesya left Bian after her hand had slipped. True Kesya's guess if Bian just wants to meet him not just want to enjoy the food at his restaurant.
Bian sees Kesya leaving his desk, although Kesya does not seem as angry as before, but Kesya still looks dislike over her presence which continues to make Kesya feel uncomfortable, Bian knows that.
His determination from prison and the opening of his parents' dark secrets did not make the slightest feeling of loss in Kesya, Kesya still hated him, because Kesya felt his problem with Bian was different story.
Repeatedly he tried to apologize, but Kesya never responded in the slightest, repeatedly he and Kesya met four eyes, but Kesya always ignored him. It is like holding an endless grudge.
How can that grudge run out, if Bian takes the most important part of Kesya even for all women. Since then, all of Kesya's belongings have been destroyed.
Bian knew that, well understood even, but what he could do, he could do nothing but just shut up and regret it.
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One by one Kesya gave the salaries of his employees, he did not deliberately give in the form of a debit, because for him gave the case more effectively.
"Mom, the fathers have not left yet" said one of his last employees who he paid salary.
Kesya remembered about Bian, the man was really waiting to be able to talk to him again, but Kesya did not say anything.
"Yes, that's a friend, Mom. Thanks to Fitri" said Kesya.
His staff nodded then left, Kesya cleaned herself up and left her room.
He saw Bian who was still in the same place as the table that now looked clean. Kesya walked towards Bian's desk, then took a seat in front of Bian.
Bian regained his senses and began to smile at Kesya, although Kesya was still with the same expression, flat.
"What did you say? Don't be long, soon my husband will pick me up," Kesya said later.
"I want to apologize" Bian said.
"How many times have you said sorry,"
"I've always tried to apologize sincerely even since I was in prison, but you never want to forgive me,"
"I'm sorry," said Kesya briefly.
"liks. You're not really sorry about me, are you?"
"I have to say something let's believe that I'm sorry for you,"
"We can try everything from the beginning, if being someone close is very impossible, then we can be friends" Bian told Kesya, while Kesya was still with the same face, confused.
"It can be, business partners can too," said a voice from behind the door of the restaurant.
Kesya looked at Kevano who had just come, as well as Bian.
"But your business is like mine, not my wife" Kevano said.
"I'm just here to say sorry to Kesya, but Kesya doesn't want to forgive me" Bian said.
"So, Yang?" kevano asked Kesya, Kesya shook his head slowly, hoping that his arm would not look like Bian, "Well Kesya is sorry for you, now what else? The restaurant is closed, the employee has also returned home, it is not good for a former Biandra lawyer famous alone with someone else's wife,"
Bian's face inexplicably growled by itself, like it wasn't so like, there was a feeling of arrogance. Quickly he took out several pieces of fifty thousand bills, then took his suit that had been hanging on the back of the chair.
With a step back Can get out of the resto, then towards his car, a glimpse of Kesya and Kevano heard the sound of Bian's car roaring and hunting, like quickly want to go with shame.
"Come home" Kevano asked, without trying to fix the problem.
Kesya nodded then stood up and walked along with Kevano, exiting the restaurant and letting his employees lock up.
When he arrived in the car both were still silent, until the car drove.