Ex Wife Becomes Stepmom
18. Status Wa Dad

DANu POV

In the morning I woke up, trying to gather energy and pieces of memory about last night are still left. But damn, I forgot all those memories from being too drunk.

Next to me, I saw Ola still sleeping soundly without a thread. Haa ... Again I made a mistake.

"Are you awake?" Ola's hoarse voice blew my daydream. I saw the woman get up, and lean on the headrest of the bed.

"Sorry, I really don't remember what happened. If I forced you earlier, I'm sorry!" I said while leaning back on the back of the mattress.

"A-i, stop. I can't possibly damage your household either" Ola's voice rang out. Her lips curled down, her eyes glazed as if lamenting the fate that made us end up in the same bed unintentionally like this.

"I'm sorry again. I'll send you compensation. Don't get me wrong, just think of it as making amends for me," Ola nodded. But he didn't give me his account number. Perhaps, Ola did not want her pride to be paid with money.

It's just, that's all I can do. I don't want to add any more trouble by bringing Ola to Jakarta. Dad will get angry, Anaya will go berserk, not to mention thinking about Jessi who will definitely reject me raw after this.

"I know, and self-conscious my position, Nu. Don't think too much about it" she said before pulling a blanket into the bathroom to cover her body.

Sighing, I pick up my clothes. I saw Ola's bag splattered on the floor. Maybe he accidentally nudged it, and fell until the contents splattered.

My eyes accidentally saw a savings book that looked outdated. I opened it, and the name Solaria Triani was written there. Inside those savings were about four hundred million. I hurriedly recorded his account number, then cleared Ola's bag.

Unmitigated, I sent 100 million to compensate Ola. For me it's nothing more, than my guilt for him.

While waiting for Ola in the bathroom. I opened the whatsapp app, with the intention of contacting Jessi via a call. Because if I call her on mobile, it looks like Jessi's number has been switched off.

The message I sent last night ticked two grays. But it hasn't been read yet, I called him. In the lift, but then the sound of Jessi calling someone with the call Mas. He wanted to borrow clothes.

Oh my God, did Jessi just spend the night with a guy. We were officially divorced for three days. Is my hunch that Jessi's having an affair true?

Pain, taste. But I try to be ordinary. I asked where he was, because when I wanted to stop by the house before the airport I could no longer enter the housing complex.

When a man calls her. Direct call he turned off. Oh, my God, Jessi. Have you followed in my footsteps to collect sins by adultery.

"Why, Nu?" Tanya Ola suddenly just sat beside me. I immediately scroll to the story' wa section.

"Look at my friends' stories" I answered a lie. "You're leaving already?"

Ola nodded. His appearance looks neat and fresh. She still wears her clothes last night. When Ola stood up, and got out of bed. I blocked his wrist, "I've sent 100 million to your account. Once again forgive me, La," I said feeling guilty.

Ola did not change her face. He smiled thinly. Seemed like saying something, it was just that suddenly someone knocked on the door. Looks like it's the dalevery food I ordered.

"A little while" I said as I got out of bed. He opened the door and asked her to put the food on the table.

The waiter was surprised when he saw Ola. But then he went back to his job.

"I'm leaving, Nu." Ola looks rushed. Feeling bad, I offered him breakfast together. But he refused, and left the room.

After Ola left. The man who delivered the food to my room was seen stealing glances. I thought he wanted to say something, so I approached him. Sit on the sofa, then calmly ask.

"What's up?!" I asked without looking at him.

"Ehhc ... Here, anu, sir. That woman?!"

I scrunched my forehead. That woman? It seems he was referring to Ola. Whether this man knew anything, Ola also looked uncomfortable when this man walked in.

"His name, Solaria, what's wrong with him?" My cat is looking for information. Who knew this man was his brother? Ola was afraid that this man would complain to his father or mother.

"A-I'm sorry before, sir. Actually I never took care of her behavior. It's just that, since Mister is the son of the owner of this hotel, I feel guilty if I let you inedible!" said the hotel clerk with a down face.

"She's my friend's wife, it's just that I hear tomorrow is their divorce trial. If it has been a lot of deceiving the visitors, both foreign and local tourists he will play his tricks to deceive. Usually he would get his victims drunk, then pretend to sleep with him, and then be compensated or offered sugar baby...,"

"A year ago he was arrested by police for fraud. It's just that someone set Sila free, and bestowed blame on my friend who became her husband. A month ago I heard that a relative helped free my friend, and then arranged a divorce with Sila. So, I suggest you leave immediately, Bali. I'm afraid Please realize that you're a very, very rich person who is reckless to trap you even further" explained the officer with a serious face.

I was flabbergasted, hearing the officer's explanation. Did Ola really deceive me? But if it's true how I prove it.

"Have the security department hand over the Cctv footage to me this afternoon!" Tell that officer.

"Good, Sir."

I wish something had happened before. Jiak no, it's wasted already the 100 million money I transferred to that con woman today.

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Daster village, wrong own suitcase omitted_-

I was flabbergasted to see Wa's status showing a pile of negligent batik that looked cheap in the status of whatsapp dad. Who's the negligee for? And whose suitcase is missing?

H-next ...

I promise to make you happy, to make you the only queen who reigns in my heart

A photo of a woman in the kitchen at my father's post. It looks like the kitchen is very small, the woman ties her original hair with an oversized negligee. Exactly the mother who was cooking on the stove her pride.

"Who are you actually with?" I muttered to myself.

Dad, he would hardly have made a status wa if not to show off the gifts he would have sent me and Jessi.

Balenciaga for the favorite daughter-in-law

Lamborghini Veneno for my beloved son

A new home for my proud married couple

A flower for my daughter-in-law

A jewelry set for my daughter-in-law Jessi

Usually just the status of showing off stuff for me and Jessi that I post. But what is this? Since when did you get close to a woman? And since when did my father get into a relationship with that poor woman.

Jeez ... Dad always reminds me to look for a one-level soul mate so as not to get dizzy and feel burdened. Why is it now that fathers are approaching women below family standards.

H-next...

May our marriage be waged by God, and their blessing ease us.

Byur ...

I spouted the coffee I ordered at the hotel cafeteria. No, it looks like I need to get back to Jakarta soon. Awakening father, so as not to get lost marrying a poor woman.

I am not condescending to women who are not on the same line as us. It's just, at least I have to meet the person first. Don't let my father marry a matre woman who only wants father's wealth. Could be bad if that happened.

In a hurry, I immediately prepared for my departure. Regarding Ola, she actually set me up for two of her friends. They even stole money from my wallet. Damnit damnit!