The Foreign Man's
Episode 24

Angga's eyes rounded surprised to hear the words of Debora, he who continued to walk and look straight ahead stopped, he was fixated for a while.

"Why stop?" debora asked looking at Angga with a puzzled expression.

Angga finally looked at Debora, he positioned his body in front of the woman. Even without permission, Angga held Deborah's hand and said, "You're not someone else, Deborah" Angga said sincerely. "You're the mother of our son." Suddenly, the man touched Deborah's stomach which immediately made Deborah's heart warm.

'Is this a symbol that Deborah asked me to marry her?' thought Angga.

"I-I think we should get the hell out of here."

Angga frowned, "What's the matter?"

"I'm ashamed people saw us." Deborah's cheeks flushed red. Moreover, the loving gaze shown Angga-either the man really loved her or not, Debora did not know.

Suddenly Angga close his body to Debora. And they walk together. Just a few steps away, Angga also whispered, "Let them know we're a couple."

Deborah did not reply, she completely lost her mind with all the attention Angga had paid to her. A concern she never got from anyone but her mother. That was when she was a child, and Deborah did not know where she was until now. Is it still alive or …

"Please enter the princess." Angga opened the door for Deborah, bowing like a driver to her mistress.

Deborah who had just realized from her daydream was only silent confused to see the special behavior Angga made on her.

"Thank you" said Deborah with a faint smile.

After Deborah came in, Angga came in. The man started the car when he asked, "Did your manager do something dirty like that, Deborah?"

Debora shakes. "He treated me very well. Not infrequently he continued to smile very friendly to me until my friend, Tia was confused to guess something strange had happened.

Angga nodded in understanding. "That means, are we going straight to your house?"

"Yes. I've been tired all day working."

"Hem, just skip the second crossing, keep straight until it looks pink multi-storey house."

"That's your house?" ask Angga.

"No, it's my friend's house. My house is next to her."

Angga obeys Debora's orders by taking the car to where Debora wants it.

Angga saw Debora's little house. The paint is blue with a slight crack in the wall. Then a little plant in front of the house, there is only a hanger of shoes on the wall near the door and this house is very small for Angga who is already accustomed to a large and magnificent room.

"Is this your home?"

The new Deborah will open the door. "Yes, this is my house." he hurriedly got out of the car and said, "Thank you for driving me!" he waved his hand and left from there.

For a moment Angga was silent to see Deborah who was opening the door of his house. But the man remembered one important thing that certainly should not be missed.

"Deborah must take responsibility for my hungry stomach." This made him follow Debora to his house.

Angga's steps that sounded very clear in Deborah's ears made the woman turn her head. He frowned. "Why come here again? Is there anything you need?" ask Debora was-was.

Deborah was still very vigilant about the Angga who looked like it was going to enter her house. Deborah still remembers that night.

Debora certainly did not want the night to repeat itself, let alone the neighborhood of Debora's house every house does not have a guardrail.

The distance between his house and the neighboring house in front of him was only ten steps. So it's very likely that your neighbor will see what happens to Deborah.

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