The After One Night
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Kriii...

The ringing of the cell phone on the nightstand continued to ring, the four handsome men smelling alcohol were still sound asleep.

One other man had just entered the elite room. He's Jimmy who has to condition his master's son.

"Young master." Often he patted the cheek of Hurricane Admiral to launch his task. "Get up young master."

Kriii....

The phone still reads, Jimmy scanned the Master's thin object. A name was written Cheryl Arsya there.

"Your wife called. Awake." The storm that had no intention of moving, now tried to open his eyes.

"Cheryl?" The storm tried to get up, and Jimmy helped him to lean on the headboard. "Where's my phone?"

"It's Mr." Jimmy gave the device to the Master in a call mode.

"Baby." The storm smiled palely. "You called me?" Dizziness in the head does not necessarily dispel his happiness.

📞 "Can we meet?"

"of course. Y-you where hmm?" Sahutan enthusiastic that makes all his friends wake up one by one.

📞 "I'm in the basement parking lot."

"Basements? Darling know which hotel I'm at?"

📞 "Sister Sandy's telling."

The storm glanced all over his body, really his condition was still not desirable. Is it appropriate for him to meet his beloved wife in such a disheveled state?

"Give me a little time. I'm coming down as soon as I can."

📞 "I'm waiting." The storm shut off the phone after getting his wife's closing answer.

"Who?" Ernest asked in a heavy voice typical of waking up.

"Cheryl in front. I need to get ready!" The storm then turned on Jimmy. "Help me Jimmy." Said.

"All right." Jimmy nodded, then took his arrogant young master with him into the bathroom.

"What about Mama?"

In the midst of their activity of cleansing the body and changing clothes, Storm asked nanar.

Jimmy smiled irately. "Mistress has accompanied many, including the greatest lawyers."

Storms sigh. "Mama was disappointed and immediately sued Papa's divorce after Papa's rot was revealed. But Cheryl still survives even after I treated her badly."

"People's love is different and changing. Perhaps, Miss Cheryl loves you too much sir." Connect Jimmy.

"More me." The storm softened, well because the true love of the Storm was never timeless. All this time, just because it defends self-esteem as a man.

...✴️🔸🔸🔸✴️...

In the car, Cheryl kept sighing heavily. She tried to vent to express something she should have asked for a long time from her husband.

Before long, the Storm got into the car with a sweet smile. "Ezra's not coming?"

The storm looked back to confirm the whereabouts of his son. "Baby himself here, at this hour?" The pedicab again.

"It's almost lunchtime. We'll talk somewhere else." Cheryl starts her car and passes from there.

No conversation for a few minutes. Honestly, the storm creeps, Cheryl's cold attitude scares her.

On top of his seat he assumed all sorts of things. Is it possible that Cheryl would want to tell him about the matchmaking with Sandy?

"What's this about? What was I afraid yesterday really happened? Talk now, don't scare me." The powerless storm held back questions that tickled his curiosity.

Cheryl did not touch the man, she just focused on driving her car until she reached a restaurant.

"Comedown. We're talking inside." Just as Cheryl pushed the door of her car, the storm slammed back in.

"No need to find a good place just to say bad news, Cheryl Arsya!" The screech.

"Well! Ok, talk!" A violent storm, he tried hard to put aside his ego and relented.

The two go hand in hand to enter the aesthetic building located on the edge of a super spacious fish pond. The splashing of water from some showers is so soothing.

From year to year this building is quite loved. Cheryl chose the seat closest to the pool. This beautiful atmosphere hopefully can cool the heart of a hot storm.

The two sit side by side. For a moment they remembered the memories in the days of High School. Where the Storm was still holding Eveline and Cheryl could only see from a distance.

They also scanned a door that read toilet. Cheryl met a storm ahead of her. Cheryl gives a birthday wish, and Storm refuses her small cake of giving irreverently.

"You remember, there are so many bitter memories of me here with you." Cheryl opened up a chat from the past first.

"Are you deliberately trying to make me more broken because of my guilt hmm?" Storms can never hold back anger if expectations are not up to expectations.

Cheryl cringing. "Pulpation of guilt? After announcing your relationship with Eveline, do you feel guilty?"

"Parents made the announcement!" The storm touched even grasped the smooth hand of his wife.

"So you're aware that there's a Gustav name between us?"

"I'm sorry." As easy as he said, at least he tried too much too late.

Cheryl chuckled amidst the whirling wind that hit her ikal mane. "I don't know, like a glass, my stronghold of love is too strong for you, it continues to be strong even though your rejection, insults, insults, and abuse all shake me."

Cheryl was silent for a moment. "But over time, the glass can also crack, and you've managed to create a rift for seven years." Said later.

Storm chuckles. "You just left me! Although I know you've talked about Papa a few times, but, ..."

"You don't trust me, Storm!" Tukas Cheryl's.

"Ok, it's my fault. I'm sorry. Don't say anything that frustrates me." The storm won't let Cheryl ask for a farewell.

"But I'm sure there's no happy future for us. Because until now, I tried hard and ended up giving up."

"Please don't say that." Once again the Storm tried to dispel his wife's farewell. "Didn't my company meet all your needs? We are still lawful husband and wife. Is there not one more chance?"

Cheryl opened her shoulder bag. He took the lawsuit he had long ordered from his lawyer. And only today did Cheryl dare to lift it.

"Sign this letter. We meet at the Storm court. Like yesterday, you can still give your son a living. I'll never break the bloodstains between you and Eza. But we, that's enough, we're done up here."

"Chery." Storms blister. It approached and summarized the two jaws of the woman. The smell of peace is still the same. He then sprinkled a kiss on his meroon lips.

Cheryl speechless. Cheryl is happy to get it. But it feels, there is no longer a burning desire like before.

"Reply to me." The storm said, so frustrated. How long he ate the lips, but Cheryl did not respond to his touch.

"You forget, I'm not an 18-year-old girl anymore, I'm a woman who can think more maturely, I know you don't want me, I know you're not for me, I'm quite self-conscious about that."

Storms frowning. "What do you know about my feelings?"

"I can never know how you feel. That's the point! We are not fools! We're not that good as Hurricane Admiral!" Cheryl was screaming a little.

"Dear." Lirih Storm.

"Enough Bai. Your hard work breaks down the cracks I have. Until last year I still hoped that my sacrifice got your fight. But no, you're back with your title, just to insult me!"

"I'm sorry."

"We can still be good fathers and mothers to our Eza. But it doesn't have to be together. Our son is smart, he's not whiny, he understands. I'm sure Eza understands our decision."

"It's your decision! Not me!" The storm screamed hysterically, and it managed to grab the attention of the surroundings.

"But you also have to agree to the Storm. It's for the common good." Connect Cheryl.

"Bulcyen!" Storm Tampik. "I know you're so upset, because Sandy's already gonna take my place."

"Whatever you say!" Cheryl got up from her seat. Not Sandy, but the storm's tough attitude was the cause.

"Cheryl Arsha!" Back Storm forced a kiss.

Plakk!

Cheryl ran after slapping hard on her husband's cheek. The storm was shaking in place. The divorce papers are now flying in the wind to get into the pool.