My Heartbreak Stop At You
Chapters 122. Blunders

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" Har sir, why are the nights in such a storm?" ask Yuyun fretfully.

Looking directly at Zayn who seemed agitated when chasing Melodi up the stairs, it was practical to make ART there become afraid if something happened.

" I've never been younger than you are Yun. Ordinary women like that." replied Mr. Har to the widow who lived dead.

" But Har, I saw Melodi coming home with another man. Is it wrong that they understand?" mbok Asih said as if remembering something.

" What is mbok?" mama Yuyun asked to make sure.

" Convinced. In fact I saw Zayn's mas the same guy fighting earlier in the front!"

" Of course not to gossip.already, mending we quickly enter and work as usual. If caught later, it's not good for Melodi!"

They finally nodded in agreement to the advice of Mr. Har. But when the three flock inside, they are surprised to meet Zayn who wants to enter his room with an unusual face.

" Mister Har, please take me to the airport tomorrow!" zayn said mysteriously almost without expression.

Make the invited to talk directly stammer.

" Done it!"

The next morning, Zayn was actually seen preparing to go home. But until the hour before 07:30 the girl did not appear.

" What I call Mama..."

" It's okay, sir. I've said it, we're leaving now." he said cut a sentence that sounded hesitant.

Mr. Har nodded even though he actually still could not bear. But he was also afraid that Zayn would be late. Zayn sighed for a moment before making the door of the car and entering it. He knows, their fight last night was really hard to get off the mark.

From the wide glass on the second floor, Melodi can be seen staring at the car slowly away from her large house. The car inside contained a man who recently had to admit he succeeded in disturbing his heart. His chest was even cramped with sadness.

Moreover, the nicks of the sentence thrown from Zayn still imprinted and did not want to get out of his mind.

" You're nothing to Zayn. Besides, why don't you like it when I'm with Sakha, huh? Didn't I not mind that woman either?"

" Who exactly is Olivia, why did she catch up with you here huh?"

Even last night Zayn was completely unable to ambush Melody's questions.

" You can't answer, can you?"

He also still remembers Zayn's gloomy face because he could not answer at all his refutations.

" You're right, I'm nobody to you. Rest up!"

But that was not actually the answer that Melodi wanted.And that very second, Melodi limp dropped her body on the edge of the bed.

He himself still can not understand, why he who incidentally does not have any relationship with Zayn, his mind even feels unsettled when he sees the man with other women, and vice versa.

Zayn who is now silent throughout the journey managed to make Mr. Har unceasingly glance. He knew, surely last night's fight made the two men now like this.

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One month later.

School holidays are soon. But the weather is not warm. Rainfall is getting higher. And the wind blew no less. Such is the climate in the world today, very difficult to predict and increasingly deviated from the schedule that should be.

Made a pair of humans choose to continue the rest of the game in heating themselves naturally. The roar of breath that deflated flowers from both makes the entire room also become hot. Burning all the flavors that are getting stronger along the journey of the quarrel that is close to the top.

But blindly from the outside makes the concentration of both disturbed. Riled. Pugnacious. Noisy.

BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET!

" Dad! Mama!"

Oh no, obviously they know who the person behind the door is.This is very uncomfortable, because the end phase of the game that has been close to the production, it is very unpleasant, both must both bear the discomfort due to the interruption.

" Mad it's Neo!"

" I'll be responsibility soon!" the answer is boring with a position that is still busy swinging.

Oh my goodness, look at that. Even now they have to race with whimpers from the outside that begin to turn into crying.

" Yum!!"

" Yes!" claire who really can not enjoy their lovemaking naturally.

" A little more!"

Trust me, this is really not fun for them.

" Dad!! Mommy!!!"

" Sir..."

" Oh!"

So the seeds burst forth for the umpteenth time with increasing disorder. Claire was relieved immediately. But making love with the sound of the child really does not want him to do anymore.

" Yes!" his great-granddaughter disagreed with me face to face.

Sada instead chuckled as he saw his wife's face glaring at him. It's really very tickling.

" Thank you?" said Sada who even smiled seductively. Really wasting time. Makes the wife more upset.

" CK, Neo is out!"

Sada laughed when she heard Claire's voice that looked upset. Yes, that's my bad!

The man went to the bathroom after releasing his wife's hand. He knows, after this he will face the bull boy who is guaranteed to sulk.

And sure enough, his conjecture was getting real and precise. Even after bathing, he who had changed his clothes with office clothes that had been prepared by the wife did not find his wife back.

He rushed to the dinner table and saw a pouting Neo, staring at a slice of sandwich as well as a glass of warm milk that might have started to cool down for too long.

" The hero is Dad is angry anyway, why hm?" said Sada while pulling the dining chair right next to her son.

The boy's face was still cloudy. Not melting at all. Tensional. Tangled. Sourly. Presents an annoyance that seems difficult in the fainter.

But other answers even make Sada understand.

" Mom boss again received a call. From that moment get angry. Neo wants to be in his room boss but..."

" Let's be the same with me!" sada's reply to Nino, who is now also troubled to quell her son's anger.

Nino then chose to leave. Following Juwi who was busy frying fish.

" Why is the hero of tumben's father angry early in the morning, hm?"

But let alone open his mouth, the child's face even more pouting. Looks like ogah heard any plea notes from her father.

" Is the food bad?" guess Sada who glanced at the food that was still untouched.

Seconds.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Silence, silence no speech. Only the boisterous sounds of Nino and Juwi are now permanent inhabitants of the world of civilization.

" What a kare..."

" You're always a long time to open the door!" he said in an angry voice.

Oh my God!

Sada smiled with a stomach that felt like she was in a cat. This is clearly his fault. But Janah called him Sada if he could not make the lion cub tame.

" Neo want a sister?" ask Sada kontan.

And miraculously, the child's face suddenly turned sparkling. Enthusiastic. And interested.

" Sister?" his repetition was full of interest.

Sada nodded. Got you!

" Dad and Mom both love it long because it's a dough print for Neo!"

" Dough?"

Sada nodded. But the man didn't realize the answer was a blunder for him.

" Why didn't you ever say that? Neo wants to make dough! Daddy's the same bad mom, toys don't even splash Neo!" the blinds turned upset.

Die are you! Now Sada seems to realize that she is choking on her own nonsense.

" Fuck, why did it go like this?" mumbling worried.

And the arrival of Claire from the side, who seemed to have just finished her phone instead made Sada's apocalypse even closer.

" Mom, it turns out that you and I like to make the door long because it makes a little brother dough? I'd like to come now if you're with Mom. I'm the one who pours the flour, ma'am, huuuu!" the boy complained with a cry that even exploded.

Making Claire suddenly pelted her husband with an accusatory look. What the fuck is this mas?

Now Sada can only grimace while the wife is shaking her waist with eyes glaring at him. Obviously his business after this will be more runyam.

" T-just relax, baby. You're not gonna be angry just yet. After this I will take responsibility and try to find a good diplomacy with our children" he replied grinning with a tight heart.

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Forgive the author yesterday not up because there is a nggeh event at home. Oh yeah, what city is Mommy reader from?