Wrong Room (My Sister-in-law, My Wife )
Chapter 8. Memory of a Piece of Bread.

Angelina decided to continue her steps. Besides not wanting to be late to the office. He also could not see the intimacy between Alan and Lilian. He knows and understands his position between them. His relationship and marriage to Alan occurred in an accident. Not on the basis of love, especially blessing.

However, the call from his cousin's sister forced his steps to come to a sudden halt. "Ange, have you had breakfast?" reprimand Lilian as he approached the figure of the brother who had become the honey. For whatever sake, Lilian was also trying to strengthen her heart. Trying to act like usual. Because he knew, that Angel was the victim, not the perpetrator.

Angel would not turn her body. He forced his smile as their faces passed and both eyes stared at each other. "Already, Brother. I'm sorry, I'm not waiting for you because today, there was a meeting with foreign investors" Angel said, trying not to look you in the eye as she spoke.

Kasian. Angel must have felt so guilty about Lilian. But all of this is purely my fault. I've made that close and close relationship a responsibility. It was even very clear if Angel spoke while holding back the trembling on her lips. Because of drunkenness, I've hurt her heart woman at once. And, they are the women I have loved since school.

Alan, sighing heavily. Repeatedly damning himself in the heart will not be able to turn things around as before. But he would still choose one of them. The choice fell on Lilian. Because it was the woman who sacrificed for him. Since then Alan has promised to protect and love the woman sincerely.

Although, he had to sacrifice a friendly relationship with Angelina. At least their relationship never used feelings before. Yeah, according to Alan.

"What's wrong, we .. precisely the one who should apologize for not being able to have breakfast with you and the mama-papa," Lilian said clumsily as well. He held back his true emotions of wanting to hug Angelina. Both of his eyes have warmed up.

"Sister, eat. Remember health. I ... go first," said Angelina, but at first glance she had a glance at Alan who was also looking at him with a difficult gaze to understand. In a split second both of their eyes stared at each other. Alan, could see the very difficult feeling he was articulating in those eyes. Alan doesn't understand why Angel doesn't hate him.

"You better use the driver, don't take the bus again" Lilian said, again holding back Angelina's steps.

"No need, Brother. I'm used to it, aren't I?" push Angel, be careful. Because he knows that Lilian is the irritable type.

Lilian turned her head in the direction, Alan. His gaze meant that, he begged Alan not to let Angelina leave by bus. Public vehicles are vulnerable to female harassment.

Alan who understood was approaching. The man was thinking that way. It's just that he doubted. Afraid that Lilian was jealous and hurt. Though deep down, Alan was shocked because it turns out Angel often uses public transportation. In this house, there are several private cars.

"I'll drive you." Alan walked past Lilian as well as Angelina. Without waiting for an answer from anyone, the tall man approached his car. Open the door by pressing the key in his hand. Get in, get ready behind the steering wheel, then start the engine. Alan looked inside the house. Angel was still there.

Angel understood and immediately walked to the vehicle whose engine sounded smooth. "Sitting in front. I'm not your driver!" alan's Word. Instantly, Angel closed the back door. And, Alan had opened the car door for her from the inside.

"Wait!" call Lilian tight.

After getting to the side of the car, the beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair handed the box to Angel. "Give it to him" Lilian said with a smile still forced upon her. Angel just nodded.

"You should have breakfast at the office later!" lillian's word goes back to her husband Alan, whom she also cannot deny as the husband of her cousin's sister.

A few seconds later, the four-wheeled vehicle drove. Out of the courtyard of the Cole family's mansion, until now both have been on the highway outside the complex.

Silence filled the sides of both people who have been authorized by the law, as a couple husband and wife. No one wants to start a conversation between them. Until, Angel remembered the thing that was on his lap.

"Here, breakfast. Where am I gonna put it?" ask Angel while thrusting the bag containing the supply box in front of Alan. The man behind the wheel looked over. Since then, he had been desperately holding himself back. Not to say hello to his former friend. Alan, however, was confused as to where to start the conversation. Moreover, when Alan found a patch under Angelina's eyes.

"Se–actually. I was hungry" said Alan, but in the end he regretted saying that. He glanced at Angel for a moment. The woman he had to marry was silent. While staring at the nanar towards the orange stock bag.

Alan knows, at this time, Angel must be thinking about his words just now.

Whatdoes thatmean? Does Alan want me to do what I used to do to him. Habits in school? Or, I just misrepresented. Ah ... Kasian she hasn't had breakfast. But-the-but

Angel was confused by her own thoughts. The woman held the round object inside her grasp tightly. There was an intention to open it but, doubt it. That's right, that's what Alan meant.

"sorry. Just ignore my words. I-i-"

"Open your mouth!" cut Angelina, on Alan's speech with a command.

"Huh, ap--!" Angel stuffed a small piece of the sandwich into Alan's mouth. The man in front of the wheel was glaring, and the next step he chewed. Because, indeed his stomach is very hungry. Since last night he has eaten nothing. Meanwhile, the action with Lilian was very draining. Instantly, he recalled how their previous relationship was. Angelina is a best friend who Alan already considers like his own sister. The woman has always been attentive to him.

Angel immediately, threw his gaze at the window. He also remembered his habits. Because, every school. Alan didn't have breakfast first. The man would scream in pain at his stomach when he got to school. Because of this, Angel was forced to open the box and feed Alan. Because he understands very well, if the man next to him is always routine breakfast. He didn't want to be one of the reasons when Alan got a stomach ulcer later.

"Eat. Don't let you starve for taking me to the office" Angel said, then continued to feed again.

"You, just focus on the streets." Angel's speech just resuscitated Alan. He had several times stolen a glance towards the woman whom he had damaged his future. Moreover, now they were involved in one agreement.

I hope you didn't get pregnant from the seeds I cut that night. Or, I'll feel even more guilty towards you two.

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