Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
It's Falling Down the Stairs

"What is this, Ma?", asked Tari in a choked voice.

"It's nothing!", elak Tania.

Tania tried to cover up her anxiety by being as calm as possible in front of Tari.

I threw that shirt away. How could that, that damn kid find it. Is it possible, he knows everything? No, I'm sure no one knew about what happened that night. Tania said in her heart

"Ma, what have you ever done? Why did Dirga send this terrible suit to mama!", demand Dance.

Dance still remembers clearly, if the new bloodstained was the favorite clothes of her mother a few years ago.

"He's just terrorizing us, Dance. Just as you terrorized his wife with a bloody doll!", Tania kept looking for an excuse to keep Dance unsuspecting. The reason her mother thinks it makes sense makes her unsuspecting.

"Yes already. I'm going to the boutique. That ex-mama kid has messed up my boutique. And I need to get it done!."

Tania nodded, after Tari left, Tania sat her body on the sofa. The shadow of events several years ago began to appear on his head.

It's an accident, I didn't do anything to him. Bathin Dance

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"Mom, thank goodness you came!", said the Dance employee.

"Actually, what happened?."

The young lady in front of him was silent, then sighed. "Designers who are hired by mothers, suddenly cancel cooperation with us. All the designs he was working on were also cancelled. Even he has already transferred the fine money for the violation of his cooperation with our side. Not only that, somehow all the customers who yesterday ordered, suddenly canceled the order unilaterally!."

Dance clenched her hands, her boutique turnover has dropped dramatically since the Gita boutique opened. And now because of Dirga, he lost his designer and some orders. The outrageous!!

"Bus ... If it goes on like this, I'm afraid we can't survive. Last month alone, our finances minus plus must pay employees!."

Dance massaged her head, her husband remarried, her boutique on the edge of bankruptcy. Even her mother hid something from her. Papa ... The man even supported her husband to marry another woman. Bak had fallen still hit the stairs, this is the fate of Dance today.

"Good, mom!."

"Please take care of this problem. I want to go home!."

Dance walk her feet out of the boutique. Before getting into the car, he stared at the building that became his pride. I don't know how much longer the buttons can last. The woman sighed, this button was her dream since childhood. Although she does not have the ability in the field of design, but Tari has confidence if she is able to manage and become a famous boutique owner.

After getting into his car, Tari drove forward his car at medium speed. I don't know where he's going now. He was obviously lazy to go home. Her husband just married again, surely they are chatting warmly, spoiled together or even making love. Tsk ... Miris is his life. The dream of a happy life is instantly lost because Fate does not go according to his wishes.

"No, if I keep avoiding. It's the same I gave up. I'm Mentari, there's no losing word in my life. Even if I lose. I will still be the main one!."

Dance drove her car home. More precisely, it was her in-laws house that she lived with her husband, and now with her honeymoon as well.

A quiet atmosphere accompanied his journey. Dance stared ahead with a thought that went nowhere. He felt all hollow, his heart and mind unwilling to fuse together.

After a few minutes driving his car, Tari finally arrived at Anisa's residence. The house looked as quiet as usual. The woman shrugged her shoulders. Her husband was forced to marry another woman because he was pregnant. So there can't be a fancy party, right.

Dance walked towards the kitchen, her throat was dry. He needs water to ease his thirst.

"Well, look who this is. There's a new mistress here!", replied Tari when she saw Anya eating in the kitchen. Anya revealed a flat expression, the woman seemed to not care about the words of Dance.

"Daughter of food?", the question of Dance was only responded to by glances by Anya, "Tsk, you eat ravenously. Ah yes ... That's vivid. You usually eat something. But now, you can eat good food every day!."

Anya still enjoying her food without being affected by the kiss of her husband's first wife. It makes dancing emotional. He stared hard at his honey.

"You are that, deaf? I'm talking to you. You're being disrespectful, at least look at your opponents!!."

Anya put down the spoon she was holding. "I didn't ask you to talk to me. If you have ethics, you will not talk to people who are eating. Just disturb!!"

Anya was about to leave the kitchen, but Tari first blocked her arm, "Lower class women do not have manners!!. Do you feel up in the wind because my husband married you? Cih, don't expect to take my place, you village girl. You are nothing more than a means to obtain offspring in this family!."

Anya looked at the cynical Dance, then smashed her hand violently. "I'm not even interested in replacing your position. I'm not interested in anything in this family, except status for my son. Although I am only a means to obtain offspring, at least this family will have offspring!", Dance stared at her honey dislikes. Anya's words seemed to be mocked because she had not yet become pregnant with Adiaksa's descendants. "There is no need to pack myself because of my existence. I'm not a matre woman, I know who I am and where I am. Besides, I'm not interested in my baw* husband!." Anya stepped away from Tari, "Oh yeah, one more. Better from now on, you handcuff your beloved husband. I'm afraid, he'll look for another woman again for not being able to stand your attitude!!"

Dance clenched her hands, she did not expect that Anya was that brave. Urung took the water to drink, with wide steps Tari walked towards his room. When she opened the door, Tari saw Danar in her room. There was a bit of a sense of pleasure because Danar was not with his honey, at least, his bad shadow had not occurred. Dance slowly steps towards her husband.

"I still love you so much, Gita!!."