That boy is my wife!
So Stalker

I'm going to listen to 'Same old love' (Selena Gomez)

I rubbed the surface of Jiya's face dear, as she had already fallen asleep far away and fell asleep in my arms. While I was singing a sleep song that I usually do for Jiya, if she has nightmares.

Honestly, if you look at it like this. Jiya really looks fragile. However, it would be different when her eyelids had opened and her consciousness had recovered.

I was sure, he would definitely instantly shout in front of my face and curse in annoyance. So, I am quite grateful for the influence of this alcohol, which has made Jiya to be honest about the contents of her heart that she has withstood all this time.

At the same time, I suddenly felt an overwhelming drowsiness. Thanks to inhaling Jiya's opium body scent. Until unconscious, join close the eyes until morning arrived.

When I woke up, I immediately saw the figure of Jiya who was already staring at me fiercely. His two eyes glared sharply at me, with the hands he had set before his chest, furious.

It's just that, I instead displayed a facial expression similar to a striped nose man, who was caught last night having done one stand night with him.

Makes Jiya look at me even more full of anger at this moment.

"Wake up? How was it, you slept well last night? By the way you too, leave a trail here," I chirped as I showed a red mark that came from Jiya's lipstick.

Error, not intentionally. It's just me, pretending to make a scenario if last night we had something intimate in the car. Which instantly makes Jiya's nose goofy.

"No way!" quickly objected.

I raised my eyebrows, smiling like a Casanova. Turns out to be friends with Aaron, making me unconsciously able to imitate his movements when dealing with women.

"Why is it not possible? When each of us wants and wants to do it, of course such a thing can happen. Right, right?" my reply.

"Suck!" his screams almost slapped my cheek.

It's just, I can still fend off right then and there. With Jiya's wrist in my grip now.

Seeing his hand still in my grasp. Jiya began to rebel, which made her body pulled closer to make her unable to fight anymore.

"Stop," I whispered.

Right near Jiya's ear, which was now slightly stiffened. His body, no longer even resisted while in this position. A position that allows me to do whatever I want to her body, if I want to.

Unfortunately, I just wanted to tease that little girl. Then release her wrists, as a panicked look began to adorn Jiya's face.

"It's just a little whisper, but why are you so tense?" I said formal follow-up like Jiya has been doing to me lately.

"Isn't it obvious that your body still craves me?" again, I saw Jiya speechless at a loss for words.

Two days after the incident, we did not see each other again. But that doesn't mean I'm going to sit on my hands and be quiet. I will definitely continue to monitor his movements from afar. Because my determination was so unanimous not to let Jiya loose and be with that Ilyas.

Like now. Right after work, I immediately went to blind Jiya and Ilyas, when they accidentally passed by a red light.

Following the red Lamborghini car, which was seen breezing on the highway leading to a very famous recreation place in this city.

Namely, to a beach with white sand, which is so beautiful because it is surrounded with prehistoric rocks.

Smuggles!

The one who didn't want to be caught was hunting both of them. Rushed into one of the clothes shops to disguise himself. However, how surprised I was when I saw the figure of Clara who was both in the store where I bought this shirt.

"Claras?" call me by the side of a frowning eyebrow, astonished.

"Ferdi?" call my former advertising star, wonder too.

"Well?!" our word is compact with index fingers that point to each other's faces.

Well, loh. It could be this coincidence.

I rubbed the surface of my face rough, before allowing himself to speak first. "Why are you here again?"

I saw Clara scratching the back of her head that wasn't itchy, misbehaving. Then chuckled softly, looking at me.

"Against my future husband. If you're alone?"

"Take my wife, why?!" my reply was unfriendly. Which made Clara's eyes instantly glare for a moment.

"Do you have a bini? When to get married, why don't I know?" tanyanya.

I just shrugged my shoulders. Reluctant to respond. "When I'm clear, I rush things. Scared, I'm stuck with a crocodile."

"Loh brent, me too. My candidate is playing behind. Which one, Fer?" I saw Clara's head glancing there and there. Looking for a woman who is my wife.

Feeling sorry for it, I finally gave him a clue with an index finger that led straight to a shoulder-length brunette woman in front of a barbecue ice vendor.

In that instant, Clara immediately shouted and almost lost control if only, I did not immediately hold her back.

"He's a whore! You must be lying, where maybe the actor who wants to pick up my future husband, your wife!" clara. I immediately remembered the figure of Ilyas for a moment.

"Ilyas, your future husband?!" reply scream no less surprised as well.

"Yes, we're even getting married next week. But, he had changed since there was that woman. Worse yet, Ilyas is not as sweet as it used to be."

Hearing Clara's explanation made me pensive for a moment instantly. But because of that, I got a brilliant idea.

"Ra, can I ask you something to help?" I said suddenly who immediately got a light nod of the head from Clara.

A few minutes after that, Clara and I started our action. To be honest, it's more down to Clara's bold stunt, anyway. Because I asked him to suddenly appear between Ilyas and Jiya who are still joking together, sitting not far by the beach.

Besides, I also asked Clara to tell me all about my relationship and she was just a co-worker. Especially about what happened that night. An incident that made me and Jiya experience a misunderstanding that is so long to this day.

From afar, I began to see Clara who suddenly came like a third person between Ilyas and Jiya. Moreover, when the woman called Ilyas 'Honey', Jiya immediately reacted. Then choose to sit a little away from Ilyas.

Until not long after that, the confession I was waiting for was hopefully anxious since then. Start Clara throwing one at a time at Jiya.