When I Give Up
Chapter 23 The Female of Hating
Selfina smiled brightly when she heard Praja Wijaya take her to Jakarta today. He tried to hold a beat in his chest with a happy feeling.
"Don't be dumb, just go home and prepare the items you will bring. I'll pick you up in an hour" Praja said as she grabbed her phone and walked out of her study.
"But you won't leave me again, will you?" asked Selfina and managed to make Praja stunned.
He who had almost arrived at the door immediately turned around. He looked at his secretary with a smile on his face.
"Of course not."
Selfina smiled back. He immediately turned off his laptop screen and then immediately packed home. He only had an hour to prepare for this long journey.
They both left the company because they had to be in Jakarta before night. The business meeting will be held at 19:00.
"I asked for permission to Jakarta ma pa," said Praja before leaving.
"Is there a job?" ask both at the same time.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Then be so careful and bring home a good result." Alif patted the son on the shoulder with a smile on his face.
"God willing pa. I'll bring you a present for papa and mama."
Alif and Dewinta looked at each other and smiled. They hope that what the son aspires to be achieved very well.
Not waiting for a long time, he also picked up Selfina and immediately left. Yusra Yusuf had already left before lunchtime, so they would meet at the hotel only.
Meanwhile, Ardina had also returned to her home that afternoon and would be preparing to come out along with Maher Abdullah the boss. But in the rest of the time, he tried to play for a while with his son.
"Mother, give me the porridge, let me feed the most handsome man in the world hehehe" said Ardina, reaching for the bowl of porridge from her hand.
"Let mother. You haven't even rested Din.
"It's okay Mom. If you look at David, the feeling of fatigue is gone." Asna finally handed over the bowl containing David's favorite chicken powder.
"Here dear, let's read the prayer before eating first yes," said Ardina then read the prayer before eating only listened to by the son. David could only chatter cheerfully but indistinctly.
"Oh can't yet, baby. Nothing important David can already say ma-ma hehehe," said Ardina while kissing with gauntlet cheeks puffed up the son.
"Ma-ma pa-pa," the boy replied with a happy face. He smiled as if he had managed to get a big thing.
His hand reached for the bowl of porridge he was holding because he was impatient. Apparently he was very hungry.
Ardina's forehead frowned. He looked at his mother who was there with a questionable look.
"Ma-ma Pa-pa, mama papa," said David again chuckling. Ardina also feeds the porridge and then asks the mother.
"David's mother called him papa?" Asna just smiled then nodded.
"David will grow up and will definitely ask who is Din's father. Then why are you so worried?"'
"That's natural, son. It became a law of nature. You can't have David alone. However, David's presence in this world is an important role for your husband."
Ardina. He breathed his heavy breath. He doesn't know what he's feeling right now. Missing and hating her husband feels the same portion in her heart.
"Ah, it's Mom." Ardina continued to bribe the son with loving mouthfuls.
"hap, mmm her son is really smart mama anyway," Ardina told the son. He tried not to think of Praja anymore even though his heart was opposite.
"David will have a complete family. You love your son, don't you? I think for that reason you can be together again."
"Ah I don't know Mom. I don't feel like she really wants to come back to me yet" Ardina said with a glare.
Really, his heart was still very troubled at this moment. He was already quite happy right now with only his mother and son. And what is certain is, he was actually afraid to go back to the household again.
"Yes already. Just think about it. Pray to God and learn to forgive" Asna said again, taking over the bowl from Ardina's hand.
"Said there's a business for a minute. Now you just go. Let the mother continue to eat David."
"Ah yes ma'am. Thank you very much." Ardina said with a smile. He stood up from his seat and then headed straight for his room. Mahdi afternoon, pray magrib, then prepare.
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Hotel X's.
Ardina stepped gracefully but not as attractive as beautiful women in general. The move was quick because of his habit of being required to move agile.
Maher Abdullah is the same. Although he is old but the nature of his discipline and fast movement is not in doubt. But their quick steps while in the hotel ballroom were stopped.
Praja Wijaya with two beautiful women around him stood not far from their current position.
Damnit damnit! For whatever else Praja is in this place. Just messing with my plan, said Maher Abdullah in his heart.
Oh, dearGod. What's the matter? Why is my chest pounding so hard like this? ardina said in her heart.
His eyes accidentally met in one point with Praja Wijaya who until now still reigns strongly in his heart.
And that gaze made something of him feel a very extraordinary thing. He misses the man, even though he hates him.
He looked down, trying to calm down and relax. Even so, the words of his mother were quite disturbing his mind.
"Hi, we meet again Mr. Maher," said Praja smiling. Maher Abdullah did not answer but only passed from the presence of Praja and the two beautiful women. It seems that the man is not okay.
"Ardina?" yusta Yusuf knew the woman well. Ardina just smiled and nodded politely. In her heart she cursed back her husband who came with her again.
"Hey, Ardina. If I'm not mistaken, you're Maher's fourth wife, right?" Yusuf took Ardina's hand and did not let her go.
"Know where Mommy is?" asked Ardina with a puzzled frowning face. He's pissed.
"Now, Mr. Maher has just uploaded the togetherness of you and his wives. Wow so grin me. I can finally have it all." Yusta Yusuf showed Ardina his phone screen. The news has been watched by thousands of people.
"Don't say yes, I don't like it. I'm a married woman and it's impossible to do such a thing!" jolt Ardina with her face.
He immediately went from there and managed to make Praja Wijaya like a fall of durian collapse.
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