The Heart of Old Menjakaka
210. Kere man is useless
Kevin immediately fell silent, I don't know what he was thinking. But soon he flew over to the two men and without permission immediately pecked their heads, hands and faces.
"Go from here!" exclaim Kevin.
Tian who saw her immediately gave a smile, his heart felt warm and flowery. It's clear, if what Kevin did was a form of help. "It turns out, there's a benefit to me raising Kevin, too. I guess, he can only spend my money on eating."
Tian immediately ran into the house through the back door, then headed for the room.
Some cabinets he open almost all, looking for items that he can sell quickly and with a nominal that is quite expensive. Yes at least, above 10 million so that there is left over for the handle.
However, her eyes suddenly diverted to her sweet-tipped wedding ring. And Tian instantly remembered how much the ring he had bought a pair with Fira's.
"Do I sell my ring? But ... It's a wedding ring," he murmured. "Can I sell a wedding ring?"
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After seeing the two men manage to leave his house, Tian immediately got into the car.
He decided to sell the ring alone, and in hindsight, the wedding was over. So for what reason the ring is still circular in sweet fingers.
Seeing Tian drive his car forward and get out of the gate, Kevin went straight in through the window that happened to be open.
"Where are you going?" ask Kevin who is sitting in the chair.
"I have a lot of business, Vin. You just go home to Mr. Angga." In addition to wanting to sell the ring, Tian also wanted to go to court, registering his divorce.
"Om expel me? How wicked?"
"Not expel, but you will be sought after Mr. Angga. I don't want him to think I stole you. I've sold you."
Kevin shook his head, he sat down and wanted to come, until finally Tian's car stopped at a large mall in the city center. The jewelry store he bought was there.
"Om how to shop? Not work?"
"I don't want to shop, I told you I have business." Tian got off his car. Kevin again followed him and instead stood on his left shoulder. The two men entered together.
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In the same place, Fira and two friends named Soraya and Anya, were sitting in a cafe in the Mall.
"How come you're not shopping, Fir? Tumben?" ask Anya while putting some paper bags under the table. He noticed Fira who had indeed bought nothing since the three of them had gotten there.
"Yes, why?" ask Soraya. "Well, are you?"
"not bad. I just don't buy anything anymore." Fira's lying. Originally, he did not hold much money now. Asking Nurul for money was given a little and only enough to eat and drink at the cafe. To be honest, it also feels embarrassed, later they both mocked him.
"Masa, anyway? But it wasn't you just the bag in the storefront, was it?" ask Anya.
"Yes, but just a doang. It didn't really smite me." Fira turned to Soraya, the woman who was one age old with her was sipping her orange juice pipette. "Ray, you're a model. Must know a lot of entrepreneurs as well, can you introduce me to one of them. But the handsome one and the young one."
"What do you want? So models too?" Soraya turned around to ask. He was also confused by the intent of his friend's question.
"Not." Fira shakes. "For me to make a girlfriend, yes thank goodness mate and could be his wife."
"Lha, aren't you wrong?" Anya. "Keep, Mr Tian want you to go?"
"I've divorced her."
The two friends rounded their eyes wide.
"Is Mr Tian cheating?" ask Anya who is equally curious.
"He's not cheating, but he's broke. Yes I don't want to, when I lived poor to old with him." Fira crossed her arms while leaning her back against the seat support. "Mending find another. Men are many, not just him" he added lightly.
"Indeed, if he's broke then he can't get up?" ask Soraya. "Who knows, Fir."
"No way." Fira shakes. "I'm not sure if he'll make any more money, the debt people are a lot."
"But you're not pregnant, are you? Where can I get pregnant with divorce?" ask Anya. "I can't know."
Fira pushed her body towards them, whispering, "She's going to have an abortion."
Both of his friends were shocked. Surprised by what Fira said.
"Crazy for you, Fir, it's the same as killing your own child" Soraya said in disbelief.
"Yes, your son is not wrong. Time murdered?" Anya said. "I just wanted to have a child, Fir, but it's hard." Smothering stomach.
"Rather than he being born to continue to be troublesome, it's better that he just die." Fira stroked her own stomach. 'I hope I miscarry soon. Or at least, he died inside.'
Anya and Soraya looked at each other, then shook their heads. Feeling inexhaustible with the contents of Fira's brain.
"How, Ray? I want to introduce you to a rich man. Is there you?" Fira revisited his main topic.
"There are businessmen, many of them. But most are married. There's a widower but it's old."
"Have a picture of you?"
"There, but only the widower. He's my boss." Soraya took her phone in a bag, then showed a picture of a handsome man who was over 50. "His name is Mr. Hermawan, he's a widower twice."
Fira noticed it, then shook her head. "Ah don't want to. Too old for me."
"When this is how?" Soraya swiped the screen of her phone, and saw a picture again, of a handsome man who was 45 years old. "He is also a widower, a widower twice the same. His name is Aji Wijaya."
"Nothing in the thirties?" Fira looked at Soraya. "He's the most famous Steven's age, but he's also rich."
"If the widower does not exist, most are all-aged. The thirties are my husband's friends, a lot."
"Yes, introduce one of them to me, Ray," pinta Fira.
"But have a wife. Would you like to have his wife's caramelin?"
"If it's really okay, I'll be his second wife too."
"Well, if you want, tomorrow I'll tell you the picture and where he works. But if you're why-why don't you blame me, huh?"
"Yes." Yeah." Fira nodded quickly. "You take it easy."
'I'll prove it to you, Mom. If there are many other men who are much better than you. Let you be self-conscious, if you are indeed not a match for me, Fira's inner self while imagining Tian's crying face in front of her. 'Basic guy kere useless!'
...Oh yes, Author wants to tell you that there will be some parts to the story of Om Tian. So that you are not in bosen....
...But calm down, Om Steven same Citra remains the main character really. There will be other fun....
...Yesterday, there was a comment he said bosen the same story, muter-muterlah all macem. need to be underlined, how muters? there is no conflict, let alone the actor. What should be added to the heavy conflict?...
...so let's go, just stay what's hard this free anyway. No need to comment on the cake that is not just me, other writers if it is not the spirit of the jatohnya males...
...The author has not finished the story does not want to spend time, just it is basically this novel has not finished. if it is time without you guys complaining was finished alone 😌...