Pursuing the Love of Ex-Wife
Chapter 73

"What else??!!" Nia looks upset.

He worked hard to organize his heart for about four years, but only with time last night his heart again thumped hard on Irlan.

Nia did not really want the past to repeat itself, so she tried to leave from the presence of Iran. But this... Irlan always held him back.

"A long time no see you so fierce now."

Nia rolled her eyes puffed.

"What do you want, anyway?!" Nia's getting upset. His hand he snapped to escape from the hand of Irlan.

"Don't waste my time." Further.

"We sit there first, well, there's something I want to talk about" Irlan pointed to the bench they were sitting on.

"here.." Irlan pulled Nia's hand to sit on the bench.

"Let go ah, don't hold it.!" Again and again Nia refused her hand in the hands of the ex-husband.

"Yes, it's terrible.." Irlan let go of Nia's hand.

Now Irlan was sitting on the bench, while Nia was still standing next to Irlan with a distance of almost two meters.

"Sit here, Nia, aren't you tired of standing there?" Irlan patted the side of the empty bench.

"What would you like to say?" Ask Nia ketus.

Irlan sighed, Her current state is not like her former Nia, who is always cheerful and smiling in front of her. Nia who now looks fierce and jutek.

Not wanting to force Nia to sit next to him, Irlan relented.

"Congratulations, already the President of Dirgantara Group." The word Irlan pleasantries beginning his conversation.

"Hemh.makasih." answered Nia still with a taut tone.

"You're good and now you're president. Not like me, even though papi already let me work in the company, but still papi can not trust me to replace him."

Nia's eyes slightly glanced towards Irlan who was staring straight with a look of pity.

"That's your business with you, not my relationship." Nia's eyes stared straight.

Replace now Irlan who glanced at Nia.

"She...do you still hate me?" Asked Irlan, now both eyes have been fixedly staring at Nia.

"Why do I hate you, is there any benefit?" Nia returned Irlan's gaze.

"If you don't hate me, why are you showing up now? "

"I'm busy nimba science, let can cepet dressing papa. I don't have time to think about unimportant things."

"Include me?"

"Yes, including you."

Nia's answer really made her heart stupefied.

"I'm not important to him anymore." Irlan in my heart.

"Can I still be something important to you?"

Nia turned back towards Irlan.

"What the hell is that? Not clear!!! I want to get down. We don't have to talk anymore." Nia took a breath and threw it away slowly.

"And one more thing, I hope it's the first and last time we talk together like this. If one day we meet again, I ask that you do not have to worry about me, so that we do not know each other. Because I would do the same. Understand right??" Nia.

Nia twisted her body and stepped her legs.

Irlan let Nia get away from that place.

While in the elevator Nia held her chest that felt very tight.

Honest on one side of her heart, there was still a little taste for her ex-husband, but on the other side of her heart, she said,the wounds of the past with Irlan and the sadness of losing her child are still not so dry.

"Mosha.please give strength to mother. Your mother's heart is really weak when it comes to dealing with your father." Nia spilled her tears that she had been holding back.

Elevator door opens. Nia took a breath and threw it away, displaying her sweetest smile before walking into the reception venue.

He looked to the left to find his parents.

"Nia.." call Mama Dena who sees her child as if she is looking for her whereabouts.

Nia turned to the source of the voice. He approached the mother.

"Where are you from?" Ask mama Dena.

"Find the wind.."

"Kok wind is in search, and then the wind will come."

"You can drink the wind"

"Ck.can you. Here, know the mama's friends." Mama Dena introduced Nia to her social friends.

Seeing the beautiful Nia, no doubt made the socialite mothers want to match their children with Nia.

"Eh, but isn't Nia making any good?" Ask one of Mama Dena's friends.

Hearing that sentence, just contact the mothers who had wanted to match their children with Nia so change the look of her face to dislike.

"Well, where's your husband?" Ask Mama Dena's friend the other one.

Mama Dena saw the discomfort in her son. Mama Dena knows that Nia is not very confident when it comes to status issues.

"His husband..."

"I'm divorced aunty." Nia quickly cut off her mother's words.

Nia knew Mama Dena would want to hide her status. And according to Nia it will only be a boomerang for himself and his family later.

So it is better to be honest at the beginning about his status. Nia did not care about most people's skewed view of her status. According to Nia, if indeed the man was serious about being in a relationship with Nia, they would not be concerned about his status.

Mama Dena rounded her eyes, because with her voice Nia mentioned her status. Instead of mama Dena embarrassed, it is precisely mama Dena felt proud of her son who no longer felt inferior to her status.

The socialite mothers were shocked to hear Nia's confession.

"Are you serious? How can? You are still young?"

"Yes, did your ex-husband get caught cheating...?"

Questions were asked to Nia.

"Maybe the time limit for us to mate is only up to so much aunt." Reply Nia with a smile.

The mothers laughed at Nia's words.

Their conversation about Nia's past was ended, maybe because they did not want to offend Mama Dena, now the socialite mothers are back chatting things that are not important. Don't know if after this they're gonna gossip Nia in the back.

The night is getting late, the guests have also been many who returned, before the return of papa Niko, mama Dena and Nia did not forget to approach the owner of the event to congratulate.

After that, the little family came out of the reception to get out of the building.

After seeing Nia's family come out and Irlan approached Rafly sir.

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