The After One Night
Part Darling Dumped 2

This afternoon Chika was sitting on the seat of her handsome husband's car. Sandy drives by herself, and her car drives to one of the Millers-corpora hotels.

For once Sandy turned to the girl by her side. Unlike usual, Chika was sitting with a big lips and a bent face.

"The Gala team lost again right?" terka Sandy, he slightly chuckles at underestimating the Chika campus basketball team that is not as reliable as the basketball team before.

Back in his college days, Sandy's basketball team captained by Hurricane Admiral was pretty tough. In fact, when competing with other campuses, their teams always win carrying medals and trophies.

How could a Sandy who is almost perfect, have to compete with a child who stinks like Gala. In terms of achievement Gala has lost terribly to him, Sandy is sure, Chika also admitted it.

"Say to Gala, if you want to learn to be a good basketball player, contact your husband, Brother is happy to accept new students," Sandy said.

Chika raised the tip of her lips. Sandy always sneered at Gala and her friends.

"Our team lost not because Gala wasn't great, but because Gala was sick again!"

"Ooh, baaiiii." Sandy mangosteen smile. A smile that belittled his little wife.

Chika is silent, she is upset with her arrogant husband's behavior. Long enough the girl was silent, until by the time they arrived at the crossroads, Chika's forehead shriveled.

Chika looks back, where their car should have turned to the right but Sandy continues to straighten the vehicle.

"Where are we going, Om?"

Sandy scrambles the small tops of her chatty wife's heads. "Call Kak, we'll meet my business colleagues" he said.

"Continue?"

"Tonight we'll stay at the hotel."

Chika chuckles faintly. "Ooh... So this is why Om picked up Chika?" he is, however, influenced by Sandy.

At first glance Chika grinned wryly. "If there is a need to do, want to pick up, turn is not necessary, let go home alone," he said.

Hearing that, Sandy just laughed a little while stroking the head of his wife who then brushed his hand.

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The thing Chika does not like the most is; meeting with her husband's colleagues and business relations. And this very second, Chika was in the middle of them.

The restaurant with the logo Kimmy food became the meeting area of Sandy and her business friends. Some are from out of town or even abroad.

Chika often snorted. Clothes, makeup, even everything he wears, Sandy is the one who arranges it through his personal stylish services.

Chika was quite obedient, because that was the only obligation Sandy demanded of her.

Not an on-bed service, or a service on the dinner table, Sandy simply asked her to always be willing to show off to her colleagues and relationships.

During this time, Sandy was always praised, because she could have a beautiful wife, adorable, cute, younger, and came from a wealthy family.

While Chika, only gets bored when gathering with the people one circle her husband. Chika doesn't understand the world her husband is talking about.

Wiggling legs under the table, a sign that Chika is getting bored. Sandy gently rubbed his wife's thigh, hoping the leg was still, but it didn't work.

"Baby," he whispered. "Stop your feet baby, drinks on the table can fall all over!"

"Chika's bored!" chika Decak.

"What's Sand?' It seemed that the bule man was curious about their whispered talk.

"No." Sandy shakes a smile. "My wife needs to go to the toilet" she said, then turned to Chika. "You want an older brother?" the stale base.

Chika smiled. "No need, your wallet is here!" His thin tone did not match the smile he developed.

"Wallets?"

"Chika wants a walk to the outlet next door!"

"Your card?" Sandy frowned a little. Is not the credit card facility without limits already given?

"Chika forgot to bring it!"

Sandy. Look, if not reminded, Chika always leaves things that should not be left behind.

Sandy won't argue, so she grabs the wallet out of her pants pocket, and gives it to the girl.

Before long Chika stood up, then gave a big smile nod to all her husband's relationships. "Excuse me, Chika go to the toilet first," she said.

Everyone welcomed with respect, again and again Sandy who was praised for the beauty and courtesy of her little wife.

Rather than getting bored inside, Chika decided to take a walk around here. Maybe there was something he could buy.

Because even though the hotel building, Chika can find various types of outlets, from restaurants, cafes, ice cream shops, to convenience stores there.

Not to mention his feet outside, he was surprised by a photo of his cousin's sister still tucked inside her husband's wallet.

Chika's steps stopped. He then took a small sheet of the photo to look at it carefully.

Chika was flirting for quite a while. Look, in there Sandy enjoys the praise of being married to her, on the other hand, Sandy never considers herself a wife.

In fact, the photo that is inserted in his wallet is still the beautiful face of Cheryl Arsya. "Basic Om-om failed to move on!"

Chika. It felt like he wanted to squeeze and throw away the picture of Cheryl Arsya brother, but he realized, that he did not deserve to do that.

Who himself? From the beginning he knew, he was only made a substitute wife. Unfortunately, his extended family, understood, love will grow over time.

"Mr..." Chika didn't come out of the restaurant. He went to the cashier Kimmy food was operating on his desk.

"Yes Miss."

"Today my husband's birthday. He wants to treat all the visitors in this restaurant. How much total?" Maybe, by making Sandy upset, his frustration will be reciprocated.

The woman's cashier frowned. "Everything?" ask, more sure. One table alone can cost up to ten million, he is not so sure about the girl's words.

"Just count everything!" ketus Chika's.

"Well, please wait a minute." The cashier immediately carried out his duties. "Totally two hundred and fifty million" he explained later.

Mangosteen chika. "Ok, just wear this." He gave the cashier a black card.

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Sometime later, Sandy and her business friends begin to disband. Of course they ask how much their food bill is before leaving the place.

After the cashier informed her that their food had been paid for by Mr. Sandy Cavalera.

Even more surprising is: Not only their table, but all the bills in this restaurant have been paid in the name of Sandy Cavalera.

Sandy smiled bitterly at the praise she had received from all her colleagues. Chika doesn't come back here, so this is the bad girl tonight?

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"Babys!" Sandy put away the thick blanket that wrapped the smooth body of her little wife. "Wake up, I know you're pretending to be asleep" he said.

Chika yawns while sitting with her lesbian gesture. He rubbed his weak eyes, and Sandy found out that Chika had really fallen asleep just now.

"Why the hell?" In front of her, Sandy looks annoyed at her. Of course, who would not be angry if the money was squandered.

"Two hundred and fifty million? You spent a short time! You think that kind of money, a little bit?"

Chika snorted, look, just because of the money of two hundred and fifty million, Sandy was angry at him. "He is rich, time is dying" he said.

Sandy nodded. "If it's for your groceries, ok, but, here...."

"Suppose alms," cut the Chika that is too light for Sandy.

Sandy sneered cynically. "Who? For the rich, is that it? ... There are still many people out there who need it, dear Chika, if you intend alms, street children need your help more!"

"Once upon a time treat the rich. Is it not Om seneng if praised by many?" Back, Chika quipped.

Sandy chuckles faintly. "Ok, no problem, but the pocket money this month, I subtract," he broke.

"Are that what?" Chika interrupted loudly.

"Take it as a consequence!" firmly Sandy. At least, there must be punishment so that Chika does not always do as she pleases.

Allegations alms? Where does anyone believe? Sandy knew Chika was deliberately upsetting herself.

"Why not divorce Chika? Why just cut the pocket money?"

"Babies..." Sandy is tired of constantly hearing divorce requests from his wife.

"I'm sick of being called a fake Om!"

Chika dropped her head on her cushion while pulling the blanket over her entire body. Greetings, I heard her sobs.

Sandy sighed, as far as they were concerned, Sandy had always experienced rebellion. But, there were times when he was annoyed with the behavior of his barbarian wife.