Me And My Broken Hearts
Irene
It turned out that the guest in question was a business partner and friend of Mr. Andreas who had just returned from abroad, Mr. Theodore. The new Zio sat down in the living room and discussed several opportunities to grow Andreas' company business even more.
“Ayo pih, Theo we have lunch first” Madam Andreas immediately appeared to invite lunch Together.
Arriving at the dinner table, Zio realizes that Mr. Theo is not alone, he comes with his wife and daughter Irene, Zio's ex-lover at High School.
“Hai Zi ...” Sapa Irene was friendly with a sumringah face but only replied Zio with a nod of his head and a smile that was almost invisible. Zio put himself to sit next to his father in the row after Irene who sat down next to Zio.
“Ahh .. if gini we feel besanan ya?” Madame Andreas who can't control her mouth. “Oia Ren, you said you were dating Zio at SMA time?” Replied nod by Irene “gak want CLBK nih you two?” Further.
Irene chuckled shyly lowered her head.
“If a mate is not going where aunt.” Irene replied as she looked at the unmoved Zio just busy with his food
“Where if you are betrothed, you two if you look around harmoniously, yes not Ren?” Mama Irene suddenly chimed in.
The instant chatter just flowed by at the dinner table, while occasionally alluding about Zio and Irene's relationship.
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Shopping!
That is what first occurred in the mind of Lastra to neutralize his mind and heart. He had forgotten the last time he shopped like this, well, Lastra is a woman who never includes the heart in every relationship with men. After the figure of Tama, Lastra closed her heart tightly so as not to fall again in the affairs of the heart, because he
never felt the self-fighting heal the wounds of his past.
Lastra was touching a shirt with a model of sabrina in a boutique, her favorite dress model, her clothes that showed the shoulders and neckline. Suddenly the corner of his eye caught a man who was currently messing with thoughts was entering the same boutique as a woman who was writhing spoiled in her sturdy arms.
Without Lastra realizing his hand was now squeezing tightly into the clothes he was holding.
“Sorry mbak, her shirt so bought?” The waiter was suddenly at his side.
“Oh yes sorry, please this one only, I go directly to cashier”
Lastra who could still control himself only nodded slowly to Zio then glanced at the woman he was with. He smiled taking a deep breath and then stepped out immediately ignoring what he had just seen.
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The wall clock in his room had already shown at 23:30, but Zio had not been able to close his eyes. The shadow of the figure of Lastra who looked at him meaninglessly while at the boutique this afternoon was very disturbing. He just turned his body looking for the most comfortable place to get into the dreamland.
His phone shook briefly indicating someone was sending him a message, but he did not intend to touch or even read it.
5 mins
10 mins
15 mins
Zio finally decided to grab the phone lying on his bedside nightstand, a message from Genta by attaching a video lasting less than 30 seconds.
5 seconds
10 seconds
He still scrunched his forehead to see the back of a woman's body faintly contorting her body on the dance floor at a nightclub he believed was Zaid's nightclub, well where else would Genta be if not in Ocean.
15 seconds
The woman turned around with a loose laugh and there was the hand of a man who was hugging his friendly waist from behind.
Shit!!!
