The Lust-Satisfying Wife of Ceo
Farewell

"the Dikta"

Praya flinched as Dikta roughly pulled her wrist into the room.Dikta's door was tightly shut

"Ka! you're nothin'" Dikta brushed off Praya's hand that wanted to touch the doorknob of her room, Dikta stared intently at Praya.

"Ka, what's wrong with you?" praya was afraid, the article now Dikta began to erode the distance between them.

"Raya" called Dikta softly, the look on her face had changed livid, the glare that had been sharp turned softly.

"you.." indeed Dikta could not continue his words, Dikta Close his eyes that made the tears that he could bear spill already in front of Praya.

"Ka" Panggi Praya as gently as possible, Dikta flipped her back to Praya, Praya could see the man's back up and down vibrating, the man Crying without a sound.

"Ka Dikta" Praya dared to touch Dikta's shoulder, Dikta turned again to face Praya, at the pull of Praya into his arms, Praya was clearly shocked by what Dikta did, Dikta obviously shocked by what Dikta did, Praya could also feel her shoulders getting wet from the man's tears.

"Raya, are you happy with your marriage"

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dikta's question that made Praya freeze instantly, Praya suddenly became Kelu, unable to answer the question that Dikta asked.

"are you happy to marry her?" He repeated the same question.

"Raya, please tell me that if you are happy, I will learn to forget you, I will go away from you, but please tell me that you are living happily"

"ka-ka dik-ta-

"I already know about your relationship with Bara" said Dikta in a trembling voice, Praya's mouth wide open.

the flashback

after the embers forced Dikta out of the room, Dikta was still imagined with the figure of a woman who was in there, a woman who was making out with Bara, who was making love to her, Dikta was familiar with the hand of the woman that was coiled around Bara's neck, the hand of the woman he always missed, Hand of Praya

Dikta.

"there's no way that's Praya" Dikta decided to wait not far from there.

Dikta like losing his ability to stand, when he saw the woman who came out of the coal room was Praya, crushed to the heart of the man, it turns out that the woman he had been looking for for years was married, there is no more reason for Dikta to wait or persuade, Dikta also knows the limits in loving, maybe after this he will agree to an arranged marriage that maybe the mother has arranged for him

flashback off

they were sitting on the sofa in Dikta's room, Praya had told Dikta everything, no one was missed, maybe there was a lie that Praya added in the story, he said, there's no way that Praya is honest with everything.

Dikta turned his head, he rubbed the pennants of Praya lovingly, while Praya just looked down, unable to see again the face of a sincere man who had been hurt many times

"Take good, I'm going"

"Where are you going" Praya dared to ask, Dikta breathed heavily.

"i'll go take care of the company, there's no reason to stay in this country, the only reason to go back home is you, but now you're no longer for me" Dikta turned his head again towards Praya, he hugged Praya so tightly, perhaps his farewell embrace.

"watch yourself carefully, never hesitate to ask for my help, call me on the same number Five years ago, until this second, the number is still faithfully waiting for messages to come in from you" praya's heartache heard him, there was a sense of unwillingness as the man said farewell.

slowly Dikta let go of her embrace.

"now that you're out, afraid that there's a Bara bang coming" Praya just nodded