
Vera swallowed her food with great difficulty. Having lunch together with Ardi made Vera very nervous. Especially when looking at the flat face of Ardi who was eating.
Why is he so rich, his face is so flat. Why am I in such a situation?
Vera took her juice and drank it after her food ran out. He once saw Ardi playing his phone. Ardi picked up the phone from someone.
"Ohh. Okay then" said Ardi immediately ended the call.
Ardi looked at Vera "Tito as Feni had gone home first. So you let me drive"
Vera was shocked "Ti.no need Kak, Vei can call the driver to pick her up here"
Ardi stared intently at Vera "You're still a spoiled woman huh? Why bother telling the driver if I want to anterin you. You spoiled woman"
Hah, I thought he'd changed. Still, his mouth was always spicy.
"Yes already if so Brother does not need anterin spoiled women rich me. Meningan Anterin sister tough and strong woman. Which is certainly not spoiled like me" said Vera annoyed
Vera was surprised after saying that. Either there's courage from where He can be that brave for Ardi. What is clear is that he is annoyed at Ardi who has always said that women are spoiled. Despite the fact.
"You dare ya" snapped Ardi
Vera's guts shrieked, regretting that she had said so to Ardi. Though Vera knows that Ardi is emotional.
"Ma.sorry" said Vera.
Ardi grabbed Vera by the hand and pulled her. Vera immediately grabbed the bag and slid it on her shoulder.
Ardi kept the money on the table to pay for the order. Ardi immediately pulled Vera out of the place.
"So Ihh, sick" said Vera
"Shut up"
Vera instantly fell silent, following Ardi's steps in a drag. Arriving at the Pakiran Ardi opened the rear car door and pushed Vera until it was sprouted in the seat.
Ardi supported the body of Vera who was half asleep in the back seat.
"Why don't you like being around me, huh? What's that guy for?" ardi shouted with emotion
A guy? Which man does he mean?
Vera grunts in fear, looking at Ardi's sinister-looking eyes.
"ANSWER" cried Ardi
Ardi had been holding her all this time. Ever since He saw Vera who was walking with a man in the bookstore that time.
He was very agitated, to be honest Ardi felt very furious as Vera embraced the man's hand. Ardi was eager to pull Vera's hand and beat up the man who had dared to touch Vera.
"The man you were with at the bookstore. Who's the guy? Is he your lover, huh?" yells Ardi
A bookstore? What does Hittah mean?
"Jawab Vera" said Ardi in a stifled voice
"Well, if so, why?" ask Vera annoyed
"You..."
Ardi clenched his hands because he was too upset. He got out of the car and got into the front door after closing the grasshopper door loudly.
Vera immediately confirmed her sitting position. He was still shocked by what Ardi had just done.
She's why is this? It's like Papa if you're jealous of Mama.
Ardi drove his car out of the mall yard. In the car there was silence. Both are busy with their own thoughts.
Why should I do that. Vera will be more afraid of you Ardi. Stupid stupid arghh.
"Where's your home address?" tanya Ardi broke the silence.
Vera blinked, He told Ardi his home address. After that they went back to silence with their own minds.
Arriving in front of Vera's house. No one said anything, Vera got off Ardi's car without saying anything even Vera did not say thank you to Ardi.
Ardi sighed "Sorry, sorry for yelling at you"
Ardi knew that Vera could not be snapped like that. But Ardi couldn't control himself just now. His arrogant nature just came out when he remembered his meeting with Vera at the bookstore.
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Tiara was putting a tie around her husband's neck. As usual, Ditya would steal a kiss when Tiara was focused on pairing the tie.
"Tonight I came home late, because Al again went abroad to attend the wedding of Amelia's niece" said Ditya
"Hmmm. Papi's with Mami there, isn't she?" ask Tiara
"No, only Grandma Salwa was there with Opa Satya" explained Ditya
Tiara simply nodded in understanding "Yes let's go down, son of a priestess waiting"
Cup
Ditya kissed his wife's forehead then took his wife's hand and walked out of the room.