
Milan tilted to the right, his heart started pounding and smelling something unpleasant, just a woman's instinct.
“I go to his shop every time shopping for office consumption needs, you know it is not my job, and whether every time you reason not to go home, I throw away my loneliness by shopping anything at that store. And it feels so much fun, Milan.”
Guskov grinned and glanced at Milan waiting for his reaction. He looked back at the window, as if there was something interesting outside the window, other than the heat this afternoon like his hot heart after Milan told his ex, so he also gave the same surprise as Milan who surprised him with the reason behind Milan's strange attitude during 6 years of marriage. This is a huge blow to him.
"Why should I feel sad alone?" inner Guskov.
“What do you mean?” Milan squinted and squeezed her dress, staring at her husband's sturdy back. “Why are you talking about my nephew. You want revenge because I told Bobi and then you made up a story because you wanted to make me angry?”
“No, Milan, I'm honest. What am I making up for?" Guskov laughed bitterly.
"Milan, since you rarely come home, hmm I'm not blaming you, anyway. I also need a chat buddy and want someone to listen to me?”
“And you chatted with Nadia, before Nadia came into our house? Is that why Nadia and you were acting weird when Nadia went to her first house? Yeah you guys just chatted with each other, right?”
“I'm not finished Milan.” Guskov turned the wheelchair around and smiled wryly, staring at his wife's snarl. ”And I started lying to your bangs that I was single.”
Guskov smiled with satisfaction to find the shock of Milan until his wife's lips continued to twitch even the body to the point of shaking, for some reason this greatly comforted his heart.
"I'll prove to you that it's not just you who can do what you want.
I can do anything, too, unlike all this time who always try to be patient and silent because you always think I am not there, and your family has demeaned me several times, it's true you said that I only hitchhiked with the Bramansyah family.
Yes it is true, but I can take it at that time. But, now with your words if you never had feelings for me?! are you kidding me, Milan?! you're so outrageous I became sick of seeing you. Is it even a speck of love from you, I can't get it, Milan?" guskov said in a high note. "Even I can get it from your niece!"
Milan laughed bitterly and squeezed the Hermes bag even more.
“Milan, I keep coming to him every night, like finding a new stopover and a new home? I started to take her to watch, and even we went out of town together after we were together, you want to know that six months before Nadia came to our house." Guskov smiled with excitement to cover up the pain. Staring fixedly at the eyes of Milan who put a red face extinguished, the room was indeed dark, the daylight from outside the window illuminated his wife enough until the bulge on his forehead his wife was so clear.
“What is your purpose in telling me this, Guskov?”
“It looks like this wedding is just a formality, right? we'd better open it up, incline it, right."
"You're really crazy, Guskov!"
"And I want to ask, who was the young man you picked up yesterday at the college? I just remember that same young man who came to us at the gate of the house? And that young man who kissed you on the cheek even when I didn't kiss?!!! Ah is that what's called BOBI?" Guskov scanned Milan's sharp stare stiffly, as if there was something in it that he had not known.
"Where does Guskov know so much about Dicky?" inner Milan fret.
“I will make this divorce quickly complete, and you can continue your new romance home with my niece.” Milan is out of bed.
Guskov moved the wheelchair quickly to block his wife. “Why are you in a hurry? We're not done yet and you haven't answered who that man is? Why would you come to him for a cute type of person like you? Ah I remember it was YOUR Gym friend, RIGHT?!”
Milan felt tightness in the chest, he did not want to until Guskov knew all.
“Why did your face turn pale my wife?! Is he special?” Guskov said the origin with a sarcastic smile, but his wife's body language was really not what he expected. “Don't tell me you have a relationship with him, Milan!?” Guskov looked at Milan more and more fiery, despite finding Milan's head but that gaze. Guskov began to realize it was a stare full of lies.
Milan trembled past her husband who wore a terrifying aura as if ready to burst out in anger. He tried to avoid it without showing any fear, then shook the doorknob repeatedly.
Milan laughed softly and hissed but coldly spread on his back, “That's real, you remember when some days you just woke up? you signed a lot, right?”
“That-" Guskov tried to remember. "You said it was just the approval of the company's operating budget!?” Guskov recently found Milan grimacing by biting the lower lip with that disgusting smile.
Milan laughed cunningly and shuddered, he wasn't sure he could last much longer here. “Ups! you didn't read the letter down, and but it's your real signature. Now quickly open the door. And, Guskov because you cheated first, you won't get anything.”
“What do you mean by ‘I cheated first’ ? Are you cheating on me too?!” Guskov bluffed and moved his wheelchair towards Milan with his body shaking in anger.
Milan reached out but his hand seemed to tremor uncontrollably and his head ached, he kept thinking about finding a way out. “Give me the key, or you won't be able to meet this child.”
Guskov hissed, annoyed at being forced to give him the key. He stared in confusion at his son's fate as Milan turned the key. It was not this kind of conversation that was expected. He should not have cornered Milan.
“Guskov, we should make this easy, because of this,” Milan pointed at his stomach, “ini is not your flesh blood,” satirized Milan with a full grin, with one blink of the right eye and then quickly go.
It was as if Guskov felt himself thrown into the sea and carried away by a storm, sinking without being able to reach the surface of the water, swallowing the water, painful and painful, but the great waves were never crucial, he's vacillating. “Cannot.” Disappointment to go up to the crown, he chased Milan. “Say, that's not true, Milan! that's my son!” arriving at the living room, he glanced at Reno and Shelin who were staring at him and increasingly made Guskov growled.
Guskov approached Milan who stopped at the foyer as he looked at Nadia whose eyes were very red and immediately Guskov's mind was diverted from Milan to Nadia who looked chaotic, and who was very sad, again he can't keep Nadia's heart?
“Checking partner, satisfy yourself, happy huh?!” milan sneer at Nadia who will enter the house.
“Auntie, we just framed,” said Nadia slowly wanted to explain, but the words stuck in the throat because there was Shelin and Reno who looked at him as if full of questions that made Nadia so embarrassed as stripped.
“Shut! you guys are amusing me, huh. Tell your family never to show up at a Bramansyah family meeting!” Milan stared intently at Nadia and Guskov, then looked further at Nadia's two friends. He's still in disbelief. Milan headed for the car, and at the same time a new purple vario motor arrived in the courtyard.
Making Milan squint at that posture and especially after removing the helmet.
"Dicky? For what's here," inner Milan when looking at Dicky.
"Milan? you're still secretly meeting Guskov" Dicky's inner heart with a hot chest, especially at the gaze of the four men, but it looks like Milan attacked them. Dicky's eyes narrowed at Guskov who was also looking at him sharply.
"Si.al seems like Dicky is mad at me," inner Milan and rushed towards his car past Dicky, feeling his girlfriend's aura intimidating.
In the car, Milan turned on the engine and glanced at Dicky who was talking to them but did not seem to rush into the foyer and occasionally look at his car
Milan started driving while typing in a voice, sending Dicky a message to catch up with him. He was feeling crazy and needed support to calm him down. Unconsciously his tears began to fall and Milan as much as flailing a button on the door with an arm.
"This is what I want. Nadia and Guskov! butwhy? why does it feel like this?" Milan did not like it when Guskov mentioned his nephew's name. He felt sick, because Guskov said he found another love!
"I can't believe you just love me, right!" milan shouted while turning on the music to the maximum volume.
"You only love me, Guskov! you just know me!" Milan nodded and repeatedly wiped away the dew in the eyes that blocked his view.
"Wong crazy! emang dangdutan perimeter what else nanggep hajatan," bursts passengers motorcycle behind the Milan car.
"The rich are new times, ma'am. It's been. Maybe it's fun to have a new car. Just pray you can buy like that, yo, Mom," said the father of the motor driver while amazed to see the luxury car Pajero.
"Yes, aamiin, sir. But want to work twenty years and buy a used one is also not kesampean. Dream of a height ojo, yes, sir. If you get sick, duuuh."