Teasing A Naughty Husband
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“Why is your face like that? Not happy to meet me?”

“Very dislike. Move!”

“I'm divorced, Bubu. I came because I want to knit back the rope of our love,” Pras said.

The mouth of the flower is wide open. His heartache was still wet. He still remembers what it was like to congratulate his lover on his marriage to his best friend.

Not knowing his embarrassment, he came back. What say? He wanted to knit the already severed and tangled rope. Flowers will never forgive or accept Pras' presence back. Even if in the world there is only one man left, Bunga will choose to be single for life.

“Don't call me that again,” he said half muttered.

“What did you say?”

The sound of flowers is too low. Pras could not clearly hear what the Flower said. He drew his face closer, waiting for the girl to repeat what she said.

“Said, don't ever call me Bubu again! My name's Bunga! Bubu is dead!” flowers shouted in front of Pras' face.

He pushed the man, then ran away crying. People look at him with pity. A girl was crying in the crowd, surely her heart wound was so deep that she could not bear the pain.

Flowers go to the public restroom on the first floor of the shopping mall. Crying in one of the toilet rooms. He hopes to never see his past again.

However, the man returned without permission. Tearing old wounds that have been difficult to overcome is treated by time. Dating five years and being left married without breaking up, without knowing wrong, and sin. Flowers are like a fool who comes to a wedding of two scum who claims to love him.

"Miss …. Are you okay?”

“Yes. I'm fine,” replied Bunga while wiping his tears.

“You sure?” ask a woman who happens to be in the toilet.

“Yes. Thank you, Miss,” said Flowers politely. He was very grateful for the attention of the foreign woman.

Flowers came out and they came face to face. A 19-year-old girl stood in front of him. The girl's age was only one year adrift of Ani. However, their attitudes differed by one hundred and eighty degrees.

Ani is more chatty and childish, while the girl in the presence of Flowers looks mature and calm. The girl handed you a packet of tissue. The flower accepted it while smiling faintly.

"Thank you" said Bunga.

“Sama-sama.really, you are more mature than me. Can I call brother?”

“Very old looking, huh?Worth it, they're so afraid I'm a spinster,” kelakar Flowers.

“Sorry, I don't mean that. You don't look old at all,” call the girl quickly.

“I'm just kidding. What's your name?”

“Ririn, Sister.”

“Ririn …. Thanks for the tissue and attention. Name's Bunga. May we have a destiny to meet again. At that time, allow me to treat lunch.”

The flower stepped away after tidying up her makeup. The girl waved a hand that was replied with a wide smile by Flowers. He felt better after talking to the foreign girl. His heart seemed to be attracted by something, but I don't know what.

In the lobby of the center of the band, Pras stood in the corner of the clothing store while watching Flowers. His hands tightly grasped a small, maroon-colored box. Intentions wanted to propose, but he was rejected before revealing his intentions.

He still did not realize the great wound of his betrayal. What a shameless selfish man. Flowers feel very disgusted when the man touches hands, especially when he calls her Bubu, Pras calls Bunga when they are still in love.

“I won't give up, Bubu. I know, you still love me, very. I will dive into the bottom of your heart and reach for your love back,” muttered Pras while putting the little box into his black pants pocket.

Flowers stand in front of the main door of the shopping mall. Waiting for a taxi to drop off passengers there. While driving around, he sees Artha getting out of the car with a girl who is very sweet when smiling.

Artha knitted her forehead. From the parking lot, he saw Bunga standing by the door. But that's not what was surprised.

"It seems, I've seen a man standing behind the Flower. But...," he murmured in doubt.

"Who, Ar?"Tania asked as she stared in the same direction.

"That's .. the man standing behind the Flower. It seems I know," replied Artha firmly, though unsure.

“Bunga ...your fiancee?” Tania asked with eyes looking at the girl her cousin pointed at.

Tania had seen the girl in the same place they had come to at this time. He almost screamed in disbelief. How could, foreign girls who had been helped by Artha at that time, now they are engaged.

"I have to see him" Artha said as she walked away from the parking lot.

"I'm coming" Tania said as she pulled Artha's sleeve.

They walk Allah with Tania's hand on Artha's arm. Flowers clench their teeth. Although he did not have feelings for the man, but he felt angry when he saw a man who was always changing lovers.

"Well, what are they doing here, anyway? Anyway, yes, no one .. her boyfriend is very much," muttered Flowers with a confused face.

Flowers come pretend not to see those who are walking closer.He found a reason to be able to escape from them.Concidentally, Doctor Hadi came out of the shopping center that once.

"Darling!" The flower called out as it approached the doctor.

"flower, right? You, talk to …?" Doctor Hadi asked to convince his own audience that he had not misheard.

"Yes, lah. When I speak to the door," replied Bunga, writhing the still-confused arm of the man.

"Damn it! Who else is that guy? Why are so many men approaching my fiancee?" Artha muttered softly.

Artha walked with a step faster.He did not like to see Flowers hug other men.Almoreover, there is also Prasetyo who is a former lover of Flowers.

"Help me, Doctor. There was a playboy man chasing me when he came with his girlfriend" whispered Flowers beside Doctor Hadi's ear.

The breath of the Flower makes the feathers of Hadi stand up instantly. A soft and delicate voice was whispering in his ear. A voice that makes his heart beat fast.

"Oh, so. I think …."

"You think, I'm a perverted girl, huh?"

"No. Just—"

"Hi!" Artha greeted the Flower with a sour face.

"Hey. Dating, yes..," tease Flowers with a forced smile.

"Yes. You …." Artha replied while pointing doubtfully.

"Yes, that's exactly what you're thinking. I also ended up. So, we went first because we were gone. See you," said Bunga while pulling the hand of Doctor Hadi.

Artha clenched her hands tightly. It felt like he was eager to throw his punch at the face of the man who was carrying the Flower away. However, it was not really done for fear of making Bunga object.

*Connected*