
riko pov's
''o yes.what is your job?''
ask me if I'm stale
''why?'' answer her
''yank.why do you go to this woman.you are interested in her. this village. beautiful also I work clear anyway ''
zila said. I know she's upset because lana's here..
alana was silent, and only glanced at a glance.without answering any of my words ..
after she finished eating, Alana called the waiter and asked him for his bill..
without spending the expensive food he ordered
''buy....how much??''
said lana.
''two hundred and fifty thousand mbak' said the servant
I saw Alana take out 5 pieces of red money and give it to the maidservant..
''their food is also ''
lana said again..
''but this is still excess mbak''
answer the waiter again.
''his remains make mbak aja...''
''thank you so much mbak''
said the mbak was excited and left immediately.
hah.. that much money alana without thinking long give to the waiter...
get money from where he is.he just work so og
''oh yes thanks for the ride.. ''
alana again...
just wanted to stand zila also stood up and prevented lana
'' you think we can't afford it? no need to bother paying for our orders, he said.
''campungan aja belagu. sok many money. sold out ya''
say it again..
I see Alana very upset listening to zila. I also actually do not accept.color I know who lana.
''don't eat this rotten mouth of yours I can pay.. ''
lana is spicy
''don't just accuse me of being stuck. You yourself may be worse than me. spoiled with people who may have been legitimate in someone else's possession.. what is his name?''
reply lana again..
deg. what does lana mean..
surely now Alana is very angry and has trouble holding back her anger.
''what do you mean, ''' said zila did not accept.l
'' just be self-conscious''
lana replied as she passed.
azila wants to go after lana
but soon I hold it. I don't want any commotion here and people are watching..
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..fore I went home from work I went home .. I even got home first on appeal lana..
not long after I got there, I heard that Lana had also arrived home...
he went straight in and just cuek.we had a fight after that he went to the room...
when magrib Azila came to the house, I introduced him to my mother and sister..
they were happy with the arrival of azila.azila very quickly got along and adjusted to my mother and sister..
actually, I was anxious and afraid of the presence of zila at home, but seeing the nature of alana earlier I felt a little calm.
because it seems that Alana did not make any problems about me and zila.The evidence from her came home earlier she was not angry or even discussed about our meeting last afternoon..
alana came out of the room in neat clothes and a little dress up..
uh there's mbak lana.then mbak want to find a new victim ya''
said my sister.
''you are silent ''
"mas. see that your wife has dared to snap at me"
said my spoiled sister
" lana went where you were. Magrib was still going out" I said.
" why indeed if the night.caring what you with my business.just take care of yourself with your family" he said furious.
"remember lana, you're still my wife"
said I don't want to lose.
" wh still remembers you having a wife." he said.
damn it, he already dared to fight.
"loh mas. this is the woman who met us this afternoon"
zila said..
because indeed I blom had time to explain to azila about me and lana.
"yes, she's my wife" I answered honestly.
"hah. seriously you mas. kampungan gini women your wife .kok this afternoon you pura do not know. own. don't you accidentally ya mas. pura don't know. because I'm ashamed to have a wife I'm a model like this.."
zila said again.
" yes sayank.. enakan also you are not ashamed of being taken anywhere" I replied .. deliberately talking so want to heat up lana manasi..
whether he'll be jealous or not..
" actually you met him this afternoon.where you didn't tell me the same mama"
my mother said, because I forgot to tell my mother.
"real mah. but lazy mah story is not important too"
answer me origin.
"what do you mean I do not matter mas. I am your wife you know mas.." said lana.naik pitam
yes the end of nua lana is hooked. surely she is jealous nih.kalo she is jealous.meaning she still loves me. and I can easily benefit.. I'm sure Lana will accept Zila later..
" you are not important really.I have been dapetin more everything than you. ya sayank "my answer deliberately and staring friendly zila ..
"iya donk mas. I'm also grateful dapetin love you and your family is also good and thank me"
answer me while hugging me .
" yes donk sayank"
say me again
" ck ck ck.. y'all are a good match.mama can't wait for you to get married"
my mother said happy.
" seriusan mas sama mbak zila want to marry.wah fun donk can have a beautiful sister-in-law can all learn fasion donk same sister.."
my brother's enthusiasm..
"hm..hm.but there will be people who want to be pitted donk, yes not mah.."
say my sister again
" no, I don't want to be pitted against you. " replied Zila.
" yes donk sayank. if we marry again why else there is another. have a wife as perfect as you really are" answered I poke chin zila friendly.
alana just shut up..
suddenly hp lana rings.I don't know who she's talking to. and lamsung goes begiti telfonnya in broken right..
I called lana but she ignored her..
''did say also call him. You don't like me here'' said zila sulking..
I stopped chasing Lana and continued our conversation again...
in the middle of our conversation I excused myself to go to the restroom and my mother and sister were still talking to Zila..
entered the room I was not her little room but took a cell phone and contacted Lana. many times I called but not in the lift. The end I gave up and came out of the room with annoyance..
after 2.5 hours of waiting for the end of the person I was waiting for came home too.
I saw someone driving lana in a fancy car. The guy got off first and circled his car and opened the door for lana..
after the door opened. I continued to pay attention to them.I saw alana down and. it turns out that alana has changed. Unlike the first go. alana is so beautiful and even very beautiful.. even succumbed to the beauty of zila..
I was so stunned, not just me but all of us...
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