Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Let's Divorce

Violin stared cynically at the mirror reflection in front of her.

Swollen eyes, mascara scars everywhere, disheveled hair.

In his heavy breath, he looked at the ring still coiled in his sweet day. Wedding ring with Dion.

A moment later Vio smiled sinisterly, and sadistically threw the ring into the dresser drawer.

"Breng !!!" Its meaning.

"Viooooo..." He grabbed his long hair, then stood up quickly.

He had to take a shower and finish everything. Seconds later...

Gabruuuk!!!

"Thereaawwww!!!" Violin screams loud.

Right in front of the bathroom door, Violin slipped.

Jidat smoothed on the edge of the nightstand. As a result, the beautiful lump is real.

Violin cried again while laughing. Pathetic right??

I don't know, the pain in his head or the pain in his heart that is more domineering.

But Violin promised in her heart, that these were her last tears for the breng*ek Dion.

Lamenting his farewell with Dion made him turn into an ugly and pitiful monster.

Even the expensive apartment was like a broken ship.

Expensive jars broke.

Expensive dresses scattered.

And food junk...

Aahh, I don't know, all mingled into one.

But who cares??

He lives alone in this apartment.

Oh, gosh...

How many days did he act like this??

Just crying, roaring, sleeping. Crying again, roaring and sleeping again.

It's disgusting!!!

It's not like him.

Violin Prawira Atmanegara is sexy, graceful and earthy.

The one who made Vio wake up from his slump was his stomach.

Hunger can't heal with just a cry, right??

And he just wants sweet food. It needs glucose to relieve stress.

Maybe a glass of chamommile tea and a piece of chees cake. Uh, add custard deh, pudding can be. A piece of brownie, too.

Ahhh... Just imagining it makes Vio even hungrier.

So today, at exactly 1pm, with her seven-cent Stiletto, Violin stepped gracefully past the lobby of her mevvva apartment.

The red Hermes on the left hand gives a haughty impression to the wearer.

And today either because of his bad mood or accidental intentional (ups, what difference) black dress under the knees adheres beautifully on the body as soon as possible. Accentuate the curves of her beautiful body.

The smell of expensive perfume was evident from his body.

Of course, this scene did not escape the hungry spies of the men and invited many of the magic gazes of the women.

Violin wagged a bit of her waist-length hair.

No. gabe...

He was not caper (looking for things) with the women behind him who began to pinch the stomach of each partner because they forgot to close their mouths staring at Violin.

Who can resist its charm??

But...

"What use?? Dion will still leave me, right??" Gerrick Vio was annoyed.

Still mending that the reason Dion because of the existence of WIL (Another dream woman), there is at least someone who Vio headed to be grabbed or scratched the face of the damn woman.

Not just an absurd excuse, "Sorry Vio, I'm not ready for this marriage yet. Let's get divorced."

At that time Violin could barely breathe. Silly according. What's so shallow of Dion's thinking about marriage??

After dating for almost 3 years, a short time. They loved their pain until they got married.

Violin thought marriage was the goal of this relationship. But after six months of living in a household, Dion changed.

Violin Tau Dion is a workaholic. But never imagined his mind would be that bad.

Dion works like a fidelity. At first Vio was happy to see her husband so excited after marriage. His company is also getting more advanced.

But over time Vio began to saturate.

Dion is no longer as romantic as when dating. He works more than with her.

For quality time alone is difficult to ask for mercy.

It might be true that Dion was too busy, Violin was trying to understand. Dion's company is growing. And that's good. Of course Vio was also happy to see his handsome husband succeed.

But there was a price that he had to pay, and it was expensive beyond the coffers of money that were cradling in his savings. That's TIME.

If he could exchange all his property he would have done.

But Dion chose to give up. Like a coward dumping Vio and his love just like that.

Is it wrong if she demands time from her husband? Is it wrong for him to be angry if there is no more attention that Dion gives him?

Even this is no different from the Atmanegara household, his father.

Dion wasn't rude to him. Dion was also not having an affair (of course on the report of the private detective he hired).

Is it so expensive that Dion has until Vio can not shift it?

"Mister Vio, the car is ready." The voice of Heri, one of the apartment valet car officers who he asked for help to take a car in the basement.

Violin glanced at a glance, her lentic fingers slowly opening the black glasses of LV perched sweetly on her face.

"Okay, thanks, Heri." Reply Vio while opening the car door.

Heri smiled all the time, "Lumayan, Ih, cantongi used to smile at Violin."

"Inget woy, these guys!" Seloroh the Udin, a fellow security.

Heri scratched her non-itchy head, "Where do you know, right??" The silly grin that Udin responded by kicking Heri's ass.

"Dream of you, it's still noon neee..."

"Mimpiin angel mah do not know the time

guy's..."

( Original work by Jenk Kelin )

Drtts... Drrr..

Vio glanced at the phone on the dashboard.

Mama calling's...

"Hello ma..."

"We're waiting at home, baby."

Violin fell silent. It must be so now. Because their "now" (Mama and Papa) means "must now".

He sighed.

"OK on Ma..."

Tutt...

Violin squeezes the handlebar of her steering wheel. The tightness in his chest was almost impossible to hold. At times like this he needs a shoulder backrest for a place to complain.

Last night when Mama was still in Singapore Violin tried to send a short message. Even with Papa who is still on his way home from India.

Until late at midnight the reply was only OK. But that's more than enough than not being reciprocated at all as usual, right?

His mother was a socialite with high flying hours. Obviously the kitchen did not make it on his agenda. Moreover, taking care of the child, of course it is the job of the babysitter.

Although it looks cute but Vio knows, Mama loves him.

The father, I don't know, the old man was hard to guess. Vio is not at all close to Atmanegara.

His cold and serious face discouraged anyone from approaching.

Since childhood, Violin knows only the baby sitter who knows where she is now. Yang Vio remembered since he graduated Elementary School, when he also no longer saw Mbak Tami working at home.

Also along with the start of Violin continued his education in the fairyland.

Although he was an only child, from a small Atmanegara educated hard and independent by entering it into an international boarding school.

Well, between lazy to educate or indeed intentionally forge physical and mental children early on. Different thin right??

So when he finds Dion friendly and warm, Vio immediately likes him.

Ah, fucking Dion. Umpat Vio was upset.

He glanced at his left wrist. After 20 minutes he arrived at the palace of Atmanegara.

Tono security who had memorized the Violin car ran in a hurry to welcome her beautiful employer.

"Have been waiting for father and mother inside, Non". Tono said politely.

"Yes, Mr. Tono, thank you". Reply Vio friendly. It was just that he was reluctant to return Tono's smile. He immediately passed inside. Making Tono frown in wonder. A moment later put his shoulders and continued to spend the coffee that was still billowing on his guard post desk.

In the middle room of the Atmanegara family, it looks like Atmanegara is sitting quietly waiting for the princess only wayangnya.

The aura of leadership was evident from his eyes. His jaw was firm and his gaze sharp. As if he was used to having problems in his life.

His wife looked calmer as she sipped her drink occasionally.

Atmanegara glanced at the rolex that was coiled on his left arm to coincide Violin who walked over and kissed Atmanegara's cheek, then sat next to his mother.

So as Violin sat among them, without further ado Atmanegara immediately asked what Vio would reveal.

"Vio and Dion are getting divorced." Said Vio trying hard. His fingers were tightly knit to each other. He clearly knew this news would not make his parents' respect change.

Madame Atmanegara sighed with concern looking at her daughter. I don't know what he's thinking now.

Atmanegara said without expression,

"Okay Vio, Rion will take care of everything. Calm down, Papa, make sure the process won't take long". Atmanegara said as he stood up.

"Sorry Papa can't be long, there's a meeting waiting for Papa." Atmanegara stepped out followed by Rion, his assistant.

Violin mencelos. His fingers are getting tighter. He strengthened himself once again.

Madame Atmanegara stroked her son's back gently with a smile.

"Son, Mama is sure you're strong. You can get through this."

Violin looked at her mother's face. He almost hugged the woman but lost quickly with the movement of his mother who stood up.

"Mommy's sorry, son, Mama has to go too. Coincidentally using a commercial plane, so mom has to be on time. Mama will tell me again. You take care of yourself. Rion must have taken it down well."

Madame Atmanegara kissed Violin's cheek and then immediately left her.

Be ill.

Yep... So hurt.

Without empathy, without further ado, they easily go away leaving the innocent Violin alone to endure the pain.

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