The After One Night
Darling Part Discarded 5

...The footage above is just a reminder of gaess, how Sandy and Cheryl's relationship first, they were engaged yaa gaess... Let's not keder, because it's been a long time bgt story......

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Morning approached, Sandy wriggled and scrunched the skin on her forehead. Body pretty sick, apparently he sleeps sitting on the sofa.

The eyes that had just blinked had been fixed on his empty bed. Sandy widened her gaze, this was an unusual situation she had encountered for the past two months.

Where usually his tiny wife still fills the bed with a smooth snoring and irregular body position.

Sandy stretched her muscles, got up from her seat, then walked towards the bathroom. Chika may have diarrhea after eating food ordered outside the home.

Chika is used to home cooking, which is why she always takes the time to make her little wife eat.

Chika is still too spoiled, too far compared to the independent and versatile Cheryl Arsya.

Chika his wife can't cook, can't dress up feminine, can't talk softly, and well, she accepts the girl with all the bad disposition attached to her beauty.

"Baby..," he called. He knocked on the bathroom door, then dared to open it after there was not a single word from inside.

"You sick Yank?" Niente... He could not find Chika in his bathroom. Sandy clucked, during the relationship with the chatty girl, Sandy was never made calm.

"What else is it now?" Sandy came out of the room, ran small down the stairs, on the sofa there, Endre, Luke, David and Ernest were still asleep irregularly.

"For Mister" said a woman.

Sandy turned her head, seeing Ms. Weling has reached her home. Usually, Miss Weling came in the morning and went home after the house was clean.

"Where is my wife, Mommy?" Sandy combed through the entire room. "Looks Chika?"

"Well, isn't it usual that young lady hasn't woken up yet?" ask me back, Wing.

"In the room there is no. That's why I'm down."

"Maybe you've gone to college, because from earlier, you didn't see Young Madam, sir."

Shortly after he confirmed Chika's whereabouts, Sandy returned to the room. He grabbed a cell phone from the top of the nightstand, airing a phone call on My baby girl number.

His body is not clear. Of course the worry he felt, what about Chika's breakfast, what about Chika's pocket money, what about Chika's vehicle, he thought anxiously.

Unanswered, Sandy came to her desk. Where he can access the laptop to view his home cctv footage.

Moments after fiddling with her company-in-law's laptop, Sandy frowned.

Apparently, Chika actually woke up early in the morning only to stay away from her who yesterday was snapping at her.

Sandy sighed, then snorted softly. "Okay Sandy, you decided to marry this girl, be patient." he murmured.

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Kriii...

In Sandy's formal room, the phone rang deaf. Just arriving at the office, he was greeted by the sound of his black device.

Immediately he received by picking up the phone handle of his office. "Sandy Cavalera is here!" said.

Sandy frowned, the information from across there really made her riled up. Soon Sandy hung up the phone, walked out of the room, stepped quickly towards the elevator back.

This instant too, he had to ensure the safety of his wife. The police station is the place he will go after boarding his luxury car.

Arriving at the place, Chika was sitting tight-lipped in one of the police station chairs.

Sandy sighed patiently, look, just took public transportation one day, Chika was already in trouble with the other passengers.

Just because of fighting over a chair seat, Chika and other college friends pushed each other, yelling, even claws in public places.

The car had to hit the sidewalk because of his actions that suddenly disrupted the focus of the driver.

As a good husband, of course Sandy took the easiest way, namely guaranteeing his wife, paying losses and so forth.

Now, the girl was sitting quietly in the seat to her left driving. Chika did not say a word, she still kekeuh pleaded not guilty when accused of making trouble by the police.

"I've returned your facilities, please, from now on don't worry me, if you want to go alone, at least take a taxi." Slowly, Sandy tried to tell his wife.

Not nodding or assuring, Chika actually laughed. "Divorce, then finish our business. Om no longer need to worry about Chika," he said lightly.

"Om knows exactly why. Our marriage is not based on love!" screech the girl.

Sandy pulled over and stopped the speed of her car, besides being curious, she needed to talk calmly with the spoiled girl.

"Tell me how I made you fall in love? At least I'll try, and then I'm done, no need to divorce."

Chika laughed lightly. "So only Chika has to love Om that way? Om no?"

"You speak as if you know how I feel!"

Upset with her husband's rebuttal, Chika fumbles on the man's material pants pocket. In the middle of the action, Sandy was actually made to brim when a touch of soft touch Chika about her core.

"Darling...." He is closed, and Chika manages to reach for his black wallet. Sandy thought, Chika wants to pamper herself with a touch, apparently not.

Chika frowned thinly while flipping through Sandy's wallet, honestly she pangling with the wallet she was holding at this time.

It seemed that it was different from the thing he had seen in the restaurant yesterday. "Where were the wallets yesterday?" the accusation.

"Which one?"

"That yesterday, that Om slipped a picture of Cheryl's sister!" Chika explodes.

"Photo?"

Again, Chika gave a faint chuckle. "Not to be drama! Chika knows, not only her picture, but Cheryl's sister, it's still in Om's heart!" ketus accusation.

Sandy frowned, so apparently this was the reason why Chika was angry with him. Not because he was yelled at, but because of a photo of Cheryl Arsya that he had tucked in his old wallet.

"Oh my God, swear by whatever Baby, this is not like that...."

"All you guys put the picture on Om's desk, nightstand, even the living room, Chika doesn't care," Chika cut, Sandy wasn't even given a chance to explain.

"If you let Chika go, let Chika live without coercion, let Chika be free to live a life like Chika wants!"

Sandy shakes. "Is there no better option than divorce?" tanyakanya.

"Unfortunately there is none" Chika said. "Chika is sure Chika will be happier without Om!"

Sandy was dumbfounded, her eyes staring deeply at the beautiful face of his wife. Where he can't find a woman's true love, and well.

"Why silence?" Chika asked ketus.

"Sick," answered Sandy, who made Chika laugh again. "Om who made Chika runaway, then Om himself who said sick?"

"You never liked me, so it's hard to understand my pain." Again, Sandy spoke very slowly.

"Refused, bullied, yelled at, even treated like a selfless Om Om, you think it's easy to go through it all for three years hmm?"

There was a sound vibration that Sandy suddenly showed. "If there's no such affection that you're accusing me of, do I have to waste time living with that arrogant girl that always makes me angry?"

Chika was silent, if she thought about it, for the past three years, she had never stopped working on her fiance.

Leaking the tires of Sandy's car, accidentally going on a rampage with her male friend using a credit card facility from Sandy, and many more are even more terrifying than that.

That's all he did, to make Sandy angry and give up. But no, Sandy persisted until she married him.

"I have money, I have power, I have the capital to find girls out there, why be with you who never thought I was good? I can be sick too."

"Om think keeping a photo of a former fiancee is not painful Chika huh?"

Sandy sighed in. He believes that this is just one of the reasons Chika is trying to corner herself, ask for divorce, ask for freedom, and so on as she already has.

He alone knows a lot about how his girl fights. Then, does he need to explain, that he often bergonta-changing accessories.

Before marriage, Chika and herself had been in a relationship for three years. Is it not enough to make Chika sensitive to the taste?

He never said love like people, not unwilling, but... Chika was too arrogant to hear her inner voice. Chika is much different from Cheryl who likes to hear the contents of her partner's heart.

It's okay ... Sandy tries hard to be patient, at least with her good behavior at home, take care of her little wife, take care of, care for, even not force her to do intimate activities, hoping Chika is devastated and turns out not to be.

Yesterday, he accidentally put on his old wallet. Wallet that he never even used for about four years ago.

"Is it that hard to understand me? If so, I'll send you back to your parents' house. Maybe, it could make Baby happy."