My Infidelity On Top of the Game
12.Like a Third Party

Today is the weekend, the least Dew expected day of his life, though usually when the weekend like this is the day that most he waits to relieve fatigue and fatigue after working for a week.

Last night he got word that their pair exchange game had already been approved by all parties.

Though he hoped Arsenio Hernandes managed to reject the Bagas request yesterday and thwart this crazy plan, but what happened was beyond expectations, it turns out he accepted it.

The Dew's phone had already rang, and he knew very well who the caller was, as he gave a special tone to her.

"Hallo." Answer in a word of ogah-ogahan.

"Darling to wake up, you didn't forget that we made an important four-day agreement?" Speak to her lover with a loud tone of voice in her ears because she must be very happy with this decision.

"Ckk.. handover agreement for the couple, does not matter! if you hand over a new post, cool!" Dews with a slow tone of voice, may not even be heard clearly by him.

"Well, honey, it's not clear, haven't you eaten yet, why does the sound lemes so much?" Ask Bagas who pretentious attention nanyain eat, but usually Dew who always flabbergasted came to his house to give food for him, but he did not, but because he was happy because he would soon exchange partners so he gave more attention to Dewun.

"No papa, I'm gonna take a shower first, you don't forget breakfast."

When he was crazy like that, Dew still continued to pay attention to him and worried about him even in silence.

"Yes, you're ready now yeah, I'll pick you up." Saying back.

"Okey Yank, then in half an hour you come to the house, yes, we have breakfast before leaving, okay?" About the food of his lover was always Dew who noticed him, even he was like his mother who did not want to see her son to starve.

"No, baby, I'm gonna pick up Nevika first, then just go to your house, is your house in line?"

Dew was surprised and managed to make both eyebrows raised, even though he thought Arsen was also coming later.

"Emang Nevika was not picked up by Arsen?" Ask Dew in an already weakened tone.

Dew seems to follow all his crazy behavior, but Dew is also an ordinary human being, who can feel what is called the phrase jealousy.

"No, he said he wants to be with us anyway, because Arsen said he wants to go first for a while, there needs to be a little this morning." Seen so there Arsen always kekeh want to pick up Nevika.

"Emm. Yeah, I'm ready first." And it was as if the words had run out, or even because he was already too upset with his lover.

"Okey darling, bye!"

After nearly an hour, Bagas' car finally entered the residential courtyard that he had bought himself during his time working at the current company.

Before long Bagas went down alone, and Dew deliberately only saw them from the porch of the house, without desiring to stand up and welcome their arrival.

"Darling, aren't you ready yet?" He said with a face as if without burden let alone feeling sinful.

"Well, don't you want to sit down?" Ask Dew, because usually if they both want to travel always chat first on the terrace, while enjoying a cup of coffee.

"No need, because Nevika does not want to go down, so we wait for Arsen in the place I ordered, we can take a walk first."

Though all this time Dew always prioritizes Bagas than himself, about everything, but in fact he could not keep the feeling of Dew in the least.

"By the hunt baby, Nevika's been waiting in the car."

Dew's heart seemed to be completely broken at this moment, in fact he wanted to get angry, wanted to curse at his lover that all-out, but over and over again, he could never get angry with her, he could never get angry with her, because the Dew is always weak in front of him.

"Okey, I'll get my bag first."

With a chest that feels like a Dew went to the kitchen table first to drink, but he had time to prepare the juice of his favorite fruit and also a snack, because he thought Bagas would sit first for a while, but the fact is do not want to go into the house, even Bagas just stood waiting for him on the terrace of the house, as if he wanted to rush away immediately and did not want to leave Nevika too long alone in the car.

"Let's go now." He walked right ahead when the new Dew locked the door of his house.

"Hm." With slow steps Dewun walked towards the car, even without being taken, as if he was guarding the feelings of the woman in his car, even though Dewun was his lover.

"Honey, you're sitting behind me, aren't you, Nevika has to move?" Say Bagas casually.

Wanting to Dew scream and rampage at this time, what is the difficulty Nevika moved the chair back, when here Dew was the real lover of Bagas, but why is it as if Dew became a third party among them.

"Did this drama begin now?" Dew asked in a cynical tone, as he really could not hide that disappointment with her.

"Emm... Not yet, why? You're not angry, are you?"

Even he can still ask, when of course Dew is angry, but Dewun just take the middle way, rather than having to fuss in front of the house embarrassed by the neighbors, so Dew chose to give up.

"No." Dew answered quickly, even Bagas did not open the car door for Dewun.

Actually Dewun did not expect much in his relationship, because he was used to being independent long ago, but what a hard thing it is to treat a lover with special, let alone he will be exchanged, but he will be exchanged, it was as if this Dew was of no value at all in his life.

Brak!

With a look of regret, Dew deliberately slammed the car door while closing it, even making them both shocked and immediately looked back.

"Why, honey, are you angry? want to move ahead?" Ask Bagas with a face that is difficult to interpret.

"No need, the door was a little difficult earlier, or maybe I was too strong to pull it, because it was too full." Answer the Dew a little lie.

He was indeed too full, but full of bitter reality and heartache that succeeded Bagas torekan.

"Well, okay we're leaving!"

Bagas could even smile sweetly while looking at Nevika even though Dewun was so hurt and disappointed by it.

It would be easier to forgive an ordinary person, rather than to forgive the wounds given by a loved one.

And quite you know, someone who loves you will never put yourself in a position to lose you.