NOT JUST FRIENDS
Episode 185's
Happy reading..
Along the way from the moment Andrew and Fania left the restaurant where they had dinner last night, Andrew did not say a word during the trip to the Villa where they were staying.
Making Fania go awry because Andrew also threw his gaze towards the road during the car they were riding in drove to their Villa. ‘Aduh, I am confused if he is already like this.’ Fretful Inner Fania.
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“Fania...” Nick mentioned Fania when he returned to the hotel where he was staying. Plumped down while sighing violently with a glass containing alcoholic beverages in his hand.
The face of a Fania dancing – nari on her head. Her beautiful face, her smile.
“You know exactly how much I adore you, Sweetheart. (You know for sure how much I adore you, baby ).” Nick smiled cynically, then downed the drink in the glass he was holding.
Boy – the man looked frustrated after knowing that Fania whom he adored – puja was married. He grabbed his phone, opened a photo gallery that turned out to store some photos of Fania. Staring at one of the photos, while wiping the screen of his phone and then smiling cynically.
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“Who is he? (Who is he? ).” Andrew asked Fania flatly without looking at his wife when they arrived at Villa and now he is in the room to change clothes while opening one by one the buttons of his shirt and walking into the walk in closet.
Fania took a slow breath. Then follow Andrew into the walk in closet.
“Nald ...” Fania called out softly.
Andrew paused for a while and half turned his head without turning back.
“Didn't you hear my question?. Should I repeat the question? (Do I have to repeat the question? ). “ Andrew said with his flat voice and cold to Fania's ears.
“He's just my acquaintance, okay?.” Said Fania who was trying to casually face Andrew who seemed to be jealous.
“Introduction? Heh?.” Andrew chuckled cynically then opened the wardrobe, still not looking at Fania. “Former did you mean?.”
“Nald, do you know I haven't had a girlfriend before you?. How many times have I told you, right?.” Fania defended herself but kept trying to calm down. “I...”
“You said, right?.” Andrew cut Fania's speech. “Unfortunately until this moment I never found out about it.”
“Yeah Nald, so you mean you don't trust me?.” Fania shifted Andrew's body slowly to face him.
“I didn’t say that (I didn't say so).” Andrew then turned back to the contents of the wardrobe.
“Nald. He was just my acquaintance. Even friends are not.” Said Fania again still trying to master himself so as not to get carried away with emotions.
“Introduction?. What kind of acquaintance do you let hold your hand friendly, hem?. Forgot if you already have a husband?.” Andrew faced Fania and gave a gaze that seemed to dictate. “Even he ignored my words and presence!.” Andrew's voice tone started to rise slightly.
“Ga need to use emotions can?.” Fania said as she looked at Andrew, telling her that Andrew was half-screaming.
“Which husband has no emotions seeing another man – men looking at his wife with affection right, in front of his eyes!.” Andrew pointed at Fania with his finger. “And then what? ( Then what? ). You seem comfortable when he holds your hand. Heh, your acquaintance said?!. He even called you 'Babe'. (He even calls you 'Dear ). Heh, acquaintance!”
“I'm sorry about that, Nald?.” Fania is still trying to be patient even though Andrew has walked behind her. “Please, do not child – kanakan kayak gini.”
“What did you say?! (What did you just say?! ). Me? Boy – kanakan?!.” Andrew turned to face Fania, looking at her with an unpleasant face. “If you see me holding another woman's hand? Hem?!.” Andrew immediately turned around leaving Fania back towards the bathroom.
“Nald!.” Call Fania.
“Before you say I'm a child – kanakan, you should introspect yourself first!.” Andrew said with his index finger pointing at Fania.
BRAK !!!.
Andrew slammed the bathroom door, leaving Fania shocked to the point of lifting her shoulders.
“TERWHATEVER!.” Fania could no longer hold back her emotions. Screaming annoyed and had sounded Andrew before men – men flushed his body under the shower. “Honest wrong! Boong what else!” Fania muttered annoyed at Andrew's attitude just now. “Teruponlah!.” He walked out of the room and grabbed the small bag he had brought with him at dinner.
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Andrew finished his bath. Deliberately linger – long with the intention of flushing his body with cold water from the shower to dampen jealousy and emotions that instantly master it when talking with Fania until they argue, argue, even Andrew had a chance to yell at Fania.
He also brought a change of clothes into the bathroom. Intentionally because if you remember Fania's hand that was held by a man – man that Andrew did not know and his wife was let.
“Shit! (Dam!).” Bump Andrew while standing in front of the sink.
Andrew set his breath for a moment, closing his eyes. Then rushed out of the bathroom. And thought about going straight to bed without talking to Fania again, rather than getting her emotions back on the hook.
Thinking also maybe Fania had slept, because she spent a long time in the bathroom.
Andrew opened the bathroom door slowly, thinking that Fania was asleep and that he would not wake Fania up if she was already asleep. There will be another argument.
Because Fania is typical of people who like to discuss to the end, although sometimes carried away emotions. And now Andrew is very lazy to respond if Fania starts to discuss again.
Andrew's eyes were half looking, because he didn't see Fania in bed. Glanced at the balcony of the room a little but his wife was not seen. There was no reflection of Fania's figure also on the glass door connecting the room and the balcony.
Thinking that Fania might be changing clothes on the walk in closet, Andrew immediately shuffled up to the bed. She turned herself down, trying to close her eyes, with one hand covering both her eyes.
Five minutes
Ten minutes
Fifteen minutes
But Fania was also not seen, Andrew also did not hear anything from the walk in closet or the sound of an open door, and his bed did not show any movement other than himself.
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To be continue ....