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Wildan. He was indeed a little tempted by the second chance Erma offered. Wildan knew whatever his choice would be at risk. Including choosing Erma.
If Wildan decides to stay with Erma, then it means he will lose his hope with Altesa. And vice versa.
Wildan thought about his top priority now. The Altesas and Azkas. In addition to his greater affection for the two people, Wildan was also afraid that his bad guise would be discovered. He was too afraid that Altesa would go any further.
For Wildan the best option was to make Altesa make peace. So he refused Erma's offer.
"No. We better split up. It is in vain that we continue the relationship if there is no child who completes it" Wildan said. Making the mimic of Erma's face turned sour.
"We can adopt a child, Mas.." said Erma. Despite being hurt, he still hopes for Wildan's love.
"The son of the man is different from his own flesh and blood" Wildan replied as he strode towards the door. "Hurry to sign the letter. Let me hurry up and take it to court" he continued.
Erma was crying hysterically. He gripped the collar of his shirt with all his might. Her chest feels tight. Erma felt unable to breathe anymore. Until he finally fainted.
While Wildan, he did not know what happened to his second wife. Now he's in the backyard. Holding Altesa's divorce papers and a lighter.
Wildan burned Altesa's divorce papers. Then throw it on the ground. He also did not forget to document it with a video.
"Look, Al. I'm doing this so we can stay together" Wildan said. His voice was clearly heard in the video recording. He sent the short video to Beno. Wildan was sure, Beno would definitely tell Altesa as soon as possible.
As Wildan wanted, Beno did send the video to Altesa. It just so happened that Altesa was with Rika. Both of them were very upset about what Wildan was doing in the video.
"What the fuck? His behavior is like a Junior High" Rika commented, grimacing in disgust. "I feel Wildan has a little mental disorder" he said again.
Altesa was silent. Even so, his forehead seemed to be wrinkled deeply. He knows how ambitious Wildan is. If the man wants something, then everything must be earned.
Altesa's memory goes back to a time before he married Wildan. At that time Wildan was trying very hard to make his heart melt. Until finally Altesa really fell in love and was willing to marry her.
"Al, now what's your plan? Why are you just talking?" rika Tegur. Nudging Altesa's shoulder with elbow.
"Pulse... I don't know. I think we should have a discussion with Gavin first" Altesa said.
"Randi Sebastian! He's in Indonesia!" revan was across the phone.
Altesa's eyes were puffing. "really? Where's she?" his question.
"She's got her after-party show. I'll try to talk to him. So before I do that, I call you first. What do you want to ask Randi about?"
"Photo Rev! Ask him about the photo. And ask also the date written on the back of the photo!"
"Suddenly? That would be so awkward! To be honest, I still don't understand your problem. What if you were the only one here? I'll help you sneak in" Revan said.
"Can that be? Yes already. Then I'll get ready!" Altesa agrees with Revan's idea.
"Hurry now!" that was Revan's last word before the phone call was switched off.
Altesa immediately informed Rika of his departure plans. She asks Rika to look after Azka until she returns.
"You're going to the party, right? Why wear that moustache? Wear a dress given Beno," said Rika.
"I don't have time to dress up!" sahut Altesha. He tried to leave. But Rika stopped.
"Come on! You're a make up artist. You can make your own makeup in just one minute." Rika forced. He did not want Altesa to appear embarrassing at an entertainment event filled with many famous celebrities.
Altesa was wearing a red dress. She put on her face in fast fashion. Using lipstick that is in tune with the dress, and stroking her long hair.
In order not to get cold, Rika lent her leather jacket to Altesa. Now the girl is ready to go to the party.
"It's fast, right? Ten minutes isn't even there. My best friend is so beautiful now! It's possible that you can all find a replacement for Wildan there," added Rika while putting together a palm.
Altesa turned the lazy eyeball. "My goal there was just to sort things out, not to look for new problems" he responded cynically. He stepped quickly towards the exit.
"God! Your shoes, Al! You have to change-" Rika's words stopped, when Altesa closed the door.
Altesa snorted in relief as he no longer heard Rika's chattering. He observed his flat shoes that looked slightly torn. Altesa shook his shoulders. He doesn't care at all.