Trapped in Love Little Girl
S2 - Chapter 3

Mega blue has changed orange, the sign of twilight began to say hello. Zean started packing, impatient to be home soon. The man had always avoided overtime since his wife was pregnant. As a result, Elo is also affected if the work is not completed.

“Be careful, Mr.”

Zean stopped, turning his head towards the older cousin. “You didn't go home?” Elo budging.

“You have another date?” Elo just glanced at it and raised one eyebrow. “Stop playing lady, find a suitable one, and marry her.” Zean is smart, even though Elo is only one year younger than him.

“Cih! You are too eager to advise me, Young Master. As if forgetting the past.”

Zean laughed, seeing Elo's expression increasingly making himself content to mock. “Ya .. yes ... yes, I know my past is almost the same as yours. But I've changed since five years ago, forgetting the feeling of dating since I set foot in Pratama Group.” Laugh again, remembering how fucked he was before focusing on the father's affairs.

“I think ... it's not a pride you have to laugh at, Mr.” Tidying the table, he also wanted to go home early, so that the date appointment was not in vain.

“Haha ... well, I'd rather go home than argue with you. I miss my wife and son. Don't forget the meeting report, send it to my e-mail tonight, El.” It's gone through the door. Leave Elo in a room that still feels a little upset.

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The streets were jammed, so Zean had to be patient. Her phone had been vibrating since then, it was clear it was Sally. His wife asked him to go home immediately, because the child in the stomach all day kicked the stomach as if without stopping. Assume you miss your dad. Isha! But it's not necessarily true.

Put a bluetooth headset on the ear, immediately answer the call of his beloved wife.

“What's up, Honey?”

Home, Sis!

“Yes, still on the way. This mismatch.”

There's no answer. “Sa ... withger I said, no?”

Still no answer, silent for about a minute. The phone just turned off. Ck! It's been confirmed if Sally's stuck. Be prepared until the house is rejected by his wife.

Creeping down the asphalt patiently, inevitably can only surrender. This is not a private road, it is certain that many users also take turns.

The journey is about 20 minutes from Pratama Group, becoming doubled so jammed. The car came in and parked in front of the house. Immediately down and headed home, before his wife's lash leveled up into a rage.

A step rang out, immediately heading for the room. But, suddenly his steps stopped when he was about to climb the steps of the stairs.

“Ze!” Mama Lyra stopped her son's steps, seeing him in the living room relaxing watching television. “Sally here,” she said.

Turn around, immediately approach the mother. He approached, already seen the look of scowling his wife beside the mother.

“Sore, Ma.” Hugged and kissed as usual, then went over to Sally. “Don't come here! I'm nauseous smelling Brother!” his charge first, stopped Zean and made the man sniff his own scent.

“Still fragrant, really. Say aja cramming, do not want to be deketin.” Choose to sit, pluck one piece of fruit from a plate located on the table.

“That's mine, Brother!” The girl is getting sullen. Her nose of the kempis held a lump.

“Let's cutin again, stingy very, sih.”

“Mana can ...,” the protest. “ The cutongin has returned home.” The girl glared. Making Zean could only try to be patient.

“Leave a request bi Minah aja, very difficult Sa..,” answered lightly.

“No!” Still insistent, “it that cutongin earlier Mami, tauk.”

“Eh?” Return the pieces of fruit to be eaten again. Can run into his business if Sally asks for a real change. Mrs Birawan has returned home.

“Serious?” Sally mute.

“Truly, Ma?” Ms. Lyra nodded and smiled.

Zean suddenly stiffened, his lips suddenly twisted. “Emm .. sorry yes, don't know if this is really from mom. You didn't say.”

“I ‘kan already said, if it's mine, brother! Brother who played take.” Both of his chocolate beads were already glazed. Zean shuddered, immediately he shuffled and crouched down in front of Sally. No matter the mother who looked at him sharply, because of the success of making the beloved daughter-in-law cry.

“Sorry, yes. Sorry, I'll cut it. I changed more,” rayunya at that time.

“Go, Brother! I don't want to deket-deket.”

Can only take a long breath, again a rejection for the umpteenth time from Sally. Why the hell, his son is complicated. Still in the stomach just do not want to be approached, later if born, do not want to be recognized.

Oh, naw! Zean immediately dismissed the strange thoughts.

“I go to the room first, if so, yes.” His legs began to retreat, away from his wife and mother.

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“Hai ...,” said, making women who are still reading the menu book lift their faces.

“Oh, hey .. El.” Stand up and stretch out your hand.

A warm welcome from Elo's hands, with a friendly smile was able to captivate the heart of every woman. A waitress who had been accompanying the woman, even shifted her focus to the man who had just arrived.

Like opening up an old story, the two are quickly so familiar. Sitting quietly and casually, while enjoying the music and waiting for orders to come, the two chatted to each other.

“Where do you live now, El?” The straight long haired girl asked, a sweet smile decorating her red lips.

“In apartment.”

 “Really?” He enthusiastically asked.

“Um.” Elo nodded, “I haven't lived in the family home in a long time. Choose to find a place closer to where I work.”

“Oh, where do you work? Doesn't your family also have a big company in this city?”

Elo nodded. “But I chose to work at my cousin's company.”

“Oh, so yes.” Elo nodded back.

Silence, no more chatter. Elo watched the woman in front of him closely. Scrubbing every strand of hair and sweeping every inch of that yellowish-white skin. “Where do you live, Al?”

The beautiful girl named Alika turned her head, would answer but a waitress came first.

“Please, Sir, Miss.” Both nod.

Alika starts grabbing forks and spoons, maybe she wants to start eating. “You don't want to answer my question?” Elo.

“Ah, yes. Of course I'll answer.” The dinnerware he put back. “I live in one of the small housing, close to my business.”

“Usaha?” Elo curious.

“Um.” The girl started to bribe the food. “I opened a cake shop business, in the street area X.”

Nodding again, because Elo knows, if Alika— classmate on campus— is indeed not until graduating from college. I don't know what happened, he suddenly disappeared in the fourth semester. Not wanting to offend his old friend, Elo just went to enjoy his own food.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” Alika was so enthusiastic.

“Are you married, Al?”

The girl stopped chewing, looking at Elo fixedly. Making Elo so wrong with the woman's gaze. It's funny, a crocodile in the form of a human, can be groggy with that kind of thing. “Not yet, but I already have a child.” Continue eating again.

Elo was stunned, he had to wake up in order to hear clearly. “You said what, Al?”

“I've got a child, El. She's five now.”

Trying to find honesty in the eyes of Alika, but Elo not one bit got a crack of lies. Could all this be true? No. Alika who Elo knows is just a plain girl first.

“Ah, you're just kidding, ‘kan?”

Alika only chuckled, she did not answer anymore. Continue their dinner until it runs out, occasionally chatting something that makes them connect.

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up 2 chapters. happy resting.

Machiiihhh…..