THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
Maybe Yes!

“Mike why your face lately looks so tangled?” carlos asked Mike who had just entered the house with a messy appearance, his tie loosened, his shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows, his suit on the shoulders, and don't forget his usual neatly combed hair and drizzle now looks disheveled, Mike looks like a person who just lost gambling.

“I don’t know,” answered Mike not excited, while sitting himself beside Carlos.

“Are you stressed? You need a vacation?” asked Carlos again, because he understood that lately Mike's work is very much.

“Maybe yes.”

“Maybe you need Mike's life partner, so that your life is not boring,” continued Carlos while patting Mike's shoulder several times.

“I've found it.” Mike's answer made Carlos very surprised not a bitch, even the man to round his eyes and mouth simultaneously.

“Really? Who's the girl?” carlos asked very curious and enthusiastic.

“Two months ago me and him did that relationship, but after that he went straight away without a message.” Instead of answering Carlos' question, the man instead did a vent session in a lethargic tone as if he was heartbroken.

“You did a one-night stand, so you mean?” Carlos seemed dissatisfied with Mike's words.

“Yes! And worse, I was the first man for him.” Mike rubbed his face violently while shaking his back on the back of the sofa in the middle room of the luxury house.

“You hit the big jackpot Mike! She was a virgin when she did it with you, and in this country that virginity is extinct. It could be that the girl is from Indonesia,” guess Carlos with origin.

“Indonesia? Is there a girl in Indonesia named Quen?” mike asked, and Carlos just put both his shoulders together.

“If you want to know the answer then you must ask my female lion,” whispered Carlos while looking at his wife who happened to pass in the middle room while holding her distended stomach.

Mike looked at the pregnant woman who looked to the judges while shuddering in horror.

“What a look!” sewot Arra with cynicism.

Mike and Carlos shook their heads in response.

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Quen shook his head weakly as he had just taken out all of his entrails that morning.

“OK, this is your own choice, don't blame Daddy if you'll be alienated!” jeff stared intently at his pale-looking daughter.

“Dad! Can't it be if Quen's given a chance? Maybe he didn't want to tell me who that guy was for some reason. Mommy please do not stranger Quen, because he is our only child,” pinta Safira while shedding his tears while holding the hand of his beloved daughter.

Jeff's weakness is seeing his wife shed tears. The man would easily have been destroyed if his wife had cried like that.

Jeff let out a long sigh, then approached Safira then hugged her, “don't cry again,” whispered Jeff gently.

But, instead of stopping crying, Safira even more sobbing.

“OK .. okay, I will not alienate our daughter, but you do not cry anymore,” Jeff said in the end.

Sapphira stopped her crying while wiping her tears, then she smiled and kissed her husband's cheeks with affection.

“Thank you, you are the best father and husband in the world,” Praise Safira as he breaks Jeff's embrace, then his gaze turns to Quen lying on the bed.

“Honey, you heard that, if Daddy will not isolate you, but on condition that you never leave the house again,” Safira said to her beloved daughter.

Quen nodded in response, moved by her mother's affection for her, even though she had made a very fatal mistake.

“But, I will still teach a lesson to the man who has impregnated you!” Jeff continued to say in a horrible tone to his daughter.

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The story of Jeff and Sapphira is in the novel entitled Grasping longs (A waiting).