
"Why can you come to this town again, lady-bearer s*ial?"
Aina and Yuna gasped in shock, seeing a woman who had suddenly come to their table. For a moment Aina seemed to think, until she finally knew who the woman was. "Skewers?"
"Heh, come straight to play the table buzz!" Yuna stood up from her position, looking into the eyes of the woman named Sisil himself sharply. "It should be Aina who asked why you are still in this city?"
Seeing Yuna who began to ignite emotions, made Aina move quickly to hold the body of the friend. "Yuna, no response."
Sisil, a 28-year-old woman, is just like Aina and Yuna. She is a classmate of Aina who always holds a grudge because she thinks Aina is always wrong.
While holding hands, Sisil approached, staring at Aina's appearance from head to toe. "Ck, don't think I don't know ya. Your sister-in-law said that you ran away because you were pregnant out of wedlock, but you're still in town? Ai, you better go far, kasian Reynald sister should bear the shame of having a sister like you."
"Heh snail the rice field, shut up you! What right do you have to say that to Aina." If Aina had not held back, perhaps Yuna's hand had already landed smoothly on Sisil's cheek.
Holding Yuna's hand, Aina continued to turn her head left right where everyone was watching them. He looked back at Sisil who looked so haughty.
"Sil, I don't have any business with you. I am confused why people who are said to be highly educated to go abroad are still in love with my life. Are you still jealous of me?"
Hearing that, Sisil even more boldly, as if venting his frustration over the years did not meet Aina. "Well, did you say, I envy you? No, how could I be jealous of a woman whose life is unclear and who has children outside marriage anyway."
Sisil's words really scratched Aina's heart. Maybe he would be patient if Sisil just insulted him, but when the son was brought along, that was when he could not help himself. "You're ha-"
"Wait around." Yuna advanced forward, taking Aina's position. While shaking her waist she looked at Sisil bravely. "Did you just say, Aina's life isn't clear? Haha, let me tell you yes, this Aina already has a husband and her husband is a young businessman, rich, handsome, and loves Aina very much. What do you want!"
Aina let out a long sigh, just now she wanted to vent her frustration but Yuna had already advanced first. "Yuna, let's just go home. There's no point in talking to a woman like her."
Aina grabbed her bag and Yuna's bag and then stepped towards the cashier to pay for their order. His life had already caused a lot of trouble, and he was unwilling to cause any new problems just because people were insignificant.
After she finished paying, Aina immediately pulled Yuna away from the place. His friend who was famous as a school thug, with a slightly tomboyish appearance, Yuna was very reluctant in her time.
While Sisil was still standing there, trying to digest Yuna's words about Aina's life now. "Well, Aina now lives that rich. No way, I have to tell Brother Lin."
***
Along the way, Aina was more silent without saying anything. It seemed like he was still thinking about Sisil's words earlier. "Yun, are women who get pregnant outside of marriage really that bad?" suddenly tanyanya.
Yuna glanced at Aina for a while then refocused on driving. "Now I ask, do you want that? It is just a mistake, which has been outlined by destiny for you to live. You're a good woman, Ai. Don't listen to that rice paddies snail."
"Of course." Aina's gaze pointed out the car window, Yuna. "Sometimes I feel so bad. But I tried to cover it up to keep Al mentally. I'm afraid that if only, one day Al heard that he was the son of his parents' fault."
Aina pulled out her phone from inside the bag. In the face of the photo of the son displayed as a cellphone wallpaper. A few seconds later, his tears began to flow, he was sobbing.
"Don't cry dong." Yuna patted the friend on the shoulder, but that did not make Aina calm down.
In the midst of his grief, suddenly Aina's mobile phone begetar, seen an incoming call coming from El-barack. Aina immediately wiped her tears and received the phone call. "Huh-hello?"
[Ai, why is your voice like that. You crying?]
Aina had wanted to endure her sadness, but tears just withered, just because of El's question. "I thought it wouldn't hurt to hear people talking about Al, but it hurt a lot. What should I do now, Alvian doesn't know anything, I'm wrong."
[Where are you now, meeting now?]
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