Passion Love Duda Handsome
Laras jealousy

  "Maybe we got there in the morning, Lex. The road was a bit off, "Dea said while staring at Abraham's cellphone which showed the location they were headed to was quite far away.

  "Ow, okay see you," Alex then handed his phone to Baras and passed from there, "De, I want to clean up first. Want to help Alex readyin who he wants to bring," said Laras who then turned their phone screen black after the two say hello.

    "You want to wear that rich?" abraham asked when he saw the clothes Dea was wearing, the blue singlet and the torn jeans on top of the thighs featuring white Dea skin. His long hair and at the end of it was given a silver color was left to be scattered.

    "Next copy, bring a shirt," said Dea who then sat facing forward, "yank," Abraham turned his head.

    "Don't just one place yes, if necessary all the beaches in the city of Jogja we come. We buy souvenirs in Malioboro, said my employee from the city of Jogja there nice and diverse souvenirs," said Dea who responded to a smile and nod by Abraham.

    "Continue to Prambanan temple, want to hold the statue of nyai whose name is forgotten. He said if he could hold onto the tar our wish could be realized, "again, Abraham nodded.

    "Keep to Solo, there the same rice budeg food in the sun was delicious, I was brought by my employees who just returned home," Abraham frowned and looked at Dea.

  "Budeg?" Abraham repeated Dea's words, and the woman nodded in agreement.

  "Cock his name is weird, De?" Abraham scratched his forehead that was not itchy, thinking what the meaning and how the form of food that his lover said.

    "Kok strange, this is in the same city of Solo famous you know. That's the cooking of the young jackfruit" Dea was upset because Abraham didn't understand the food he meant.

  "Gosh," Abraham patted his forehead and shook his head in an inexhaustible manner.

    "Gudeg, honey. Not BUDEG," Abraham made clear the difference between the front letters of the food they discussed.

    "Again," Dea did not want to lose and was wrong, "either his UDEG too," Dea's timpal still did not accept, then pursed his thin lips.

In a room in the other side of town is still in the same town.

"What is your race on Dea still?" ask a woman who is standing in front of a glass and is putting gel on her hair. The man was still silent and there was no intention of answering the wife's question that he knew would definitely ignite a quarrel and a fight.

    "Alex, I'm asking you!" the woman screamed angrily because her husband was silent, and what she thought was the husband's silence was the answer 'yes I still have that feeling'.

    "Do you still have doubts about me, Ras? We're married and now I'm yours" said the gentleman named Alex. Not relieved but Laras still not satisfied with the answer Alex, the husband.

    "When you were married for four years, why didn't you tell me you loved me?" as Laras pursued, Alex stepped towards the bed where Laras, his wife, was.

    "Did the attention and deeds I did not show all that? Do you want me to say 'LARAS I LOVE YOU' at all times! I'm not Rama who can boast the word love but end up betraying the people I love," Alex's emotions overflow, tired every day just that-that's all that's discussed.

  Especially after making a video call or calling with Dea, the woman must be careless.

    "But I'm not stupid!" Laras shouted, "you still often look at him with a feeling of love, you still hope that he accepts you? Don't dream!" Baras got up and cleaned up the clothes he was going to bring.

  "We're married, and we've got Lea. Is that less?" Alex spoke in a soft tone.

    "Come on," Laras was busy putting in his clothes and Alex's, "mama" a girl ran in and barged in.

  His smile grew when he heard the voice of the three-year-old boy, "sorry mother, father. Non-Lea's coming in" said a woman wearing baby sister clothing.

"Mama, we're going to be together with Aunt Dea, right?" ask the enthusiasm of a little girl named Lea. Aleana Anggraini, the first daughter of three-year-old Laras and Alex.

    "Yes, dear," said Laras with a smile after wiping off a trace of his tears and twitching his nose.

    "Will there be some bulls too?" lea asked again, om bule is Lea's favorite call to Abraham.

    "Yes, there's a baby," Laras kissed the princess' chubby, plump cheeks. Lea looked at Alex, her father who was looking down. Leah asked to come down from the mother's arms, and then approached where the father was sitting.

    "Pa, tomorrow if Lea is already gedhe, Lea wants to be beautiful rich aunt Dea, let dapet om bule," said Lea plain, Laras and Alex frowning confused.

  "Why would you like to get rich with aunty Dea?" it wasn't Alex who asked but Laras, Leah's mama. Alex went down and aligned his body to his son's height.

  "Because of the handsome om," Lea replied innocently, but made Alex's heart upset.

  "More handsome than Rama," continued Lea again, Lea did know Rama but not too close because Rama did not like the friends of Dea which he thought seized the attention of the wife. Rama therefore forbade Dea from leaving the house and was only allowed to go out if she accompanied him.

    "Bak Lilis, are Lea's clothes ready? If you have entered the car," Laras' voice interrupted and made as if no longer discussing Dea.

  "Already ma'am, it's all" replied Lilis, the nanny who was still standing at the door and did not dare to move from there.

    "Yes already, let Lea be here. Mbak rest first, because later the journey is far," concluded Laras and responded to a nod by mbak Lilis, then immediately go from there.

    The room was crowded with plain babbles from Lea, and made the two seem to forget the conversation that made a prolonged debate and ended with the word 'yes' I was wrong, no need to talk about it anymore.

    Half an hour later Laras was holding Lea down the stairs and behind him was Alex talking to their best friend. They used to be best friends consisting of Dea, Laras, Alex, Sila and Panca the twins.

    In the yard of Alex's house already parked two cars, each car carrying a partner.

      "Hai Lea is beautiful," a handsome-faced man waved from the car window greeting his best friend's son, "om Panca!" exclaiming Lea did not lose the frenzy, Alex glared annoyed.

    "Let's hunt is already in the afternoon, tar we nyampe there Dea again ahem ahem same as the bule you know," Please pomp, "indeed Dea is you, it's just any place," Panca who doesn't accept her best friend in the rubble.

    "Remember, you already have a girl do not jump," Panca turned to Laras who rebuked him, "gue know, I'm loyal, really," his answer then looked at Panca's lover and raised his eyebrows.