The Undone Story
Dika Drunk, Riska Terlena

...CHAPTERS 70...

...Dika Drunk, Riska Terlena...

Sindy gasped awake, as she fell off the guest sofa. After Dika's departure earlier, he sat up to sleep on the sofa waiting for Dika's return, but until now Dika also did not go home.

"Why so long? Though this was almost eleven o'clock at night." he muttered to himself after glancing at the clock on the wall. "Where exactly is Mas Dika?!" she asked again, who was beginning to worry about her husband.

Sindy quickly picked up her phone on the guest table, about to call Dika. The phone did not turn on because it ran out of battery. Forced Sindy mengkhargernya first and wait until the battery is filled a few percent to be activated again. While waiting, Sindy went to the restroom first to fulfill her wish.

Not long after Sindy came out of the bathroom. Then walk towards the kitchen looking for food. That night he forgot that he had not had time to eat, his stomach was suddenly very hungry. There was no food on the table.

"Did Dika forget not to buy food for me?!" annoyed. Usually come home from work and always buy food for dinner. Or go out together looking for her, but now it seems like Dika is being indifferent to her.

Sindy screams upset, because she never cooked during marriage with Dika. Because from childhood he was always spoiled, and his mother never once taught him to cook.

Forced that night Sindy went out again and looked for an open restaurant. Go without his phone.

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Dika walked unsteadily towards his car, intending to go home because the night was getting late. But he was very difficult when opening his car door because of lack of focus due to not controlling his drink until that night he was very drunk.

"When?!" suddenly Riska walked up to him who also just came out of that place. "Aren't you Dika?" tanyanya. Dika there turned his head and almost fell because of lack of balance, if only Riska did not immediately hold his body.

Dika's eyesight was very blurry, occasionally he blinked his eyes and shook his head quickly. Samar saw the figure of a woman standing in front of him. He closed his eyes again and opened them. Instantly only Vira's pretty face was visible to her. His lips smiled towards Riska.

"Vi~raa's... Is that you?" suddenly stranded. The manic looks red, teary. "Hehehe, you wanted to see me because you regret separating from me. Yeah, right." she chuckled. "Honest me that you still love me..."

Dika gently rubbed Riska's cheek which she thought was Vira. Riska was surprised and quickly avoided her touch.

"I'm Riska not Vira! Looks like you're really drunk. So think I'm your ex-wife, huh are you crazy? What about Sindy's feeling that she knows you still remember your ex?" his screeches. Then Riska opened her phone in the bag. "I'd better call Sindy and tell her!"

Riska walked to the side, and she quickly connected her phone to Sindy's number, but it turned out that her number was off. "Where is he? Her husband was drunk but she wasn't there?!" his gerrick.

"Viraas... I'm glad you finally want to go back~" Dika back digress and hugged Riska from behind tightly. Tender his head over Riska's open shoulder. "Let's refer to it again, and start a new life bersa~ma...."

"Well, stop it, wake up!!" his screams released Dika's embrace, until Dika finally fell to the ground. "I'd better get him home, let's get in my car!" invite him who immediately memapah Dika into his car. Riska had to drive her back to the apartment.

But after twenty minutes they arrived at the apartment, it turned out that there was also no one. Riska until achy knock on the door of their apartment because there is no sahutan at all.

"Where the hell is that kid? Her husband was drunk, but he also went wandering somewhere!" his surprise grew upset, forced Riska back to the parking lot and took the access card in Dika's wallet and then asked for help two security there to carry Dika's body, bringing her into the apartment.

After thanking the security, Riska looked at Dika who was lying on the guest sofa. With his hands on his chest.

"Ah... well now I have to go home, yes I have stayed ya daah.." he waved to Dika and was about to leave, he said, but suddenly Dika grabbed Riska's hand quickly and pulled her into his arms.

"Ohhhh...." Riska screamed in shock.

"Wait, don't go.." he chatted again and managed to make Riska fall on his body. Dika rubbed Riska's cheek with a nano look.

"Why after being separated from me, are you so enchanting..."

"Stop Dika release you it's drunk!" the upset.

Riska rebelled, trying to free herself from Dika's confinement, but the man even more tightly hugged her body and kissed Riska forcibly, and Riska was long lived by her lover, long ago began to enjoy the touch of Dika which made him so drunk kepayang.

Yes, Riska is not hypocritical she really needs a man to channel her passion, she wants to take Vicky from Vira, but it feels very impossible. That guy he's not easily seduced. Frustrated risk because lately his career has also decreased dramatically since his relationship broke with Michael, an American model who had dumped him after the western man was several times satisfied to enjoy his body. Riska thinks Michael will be serious about their relationship, until it gets to the wedding, but she unexpectedly leaves with another woman and says that she just wants to play around.

Slowly Riska began to open up and resigned, letting Dika ransack her hot body, as if wanting to ask her more and more. His mind and heart began to fall for him.

But before long, without them realizing Sindy was standing in front of the door she opened, her eyes widened in shock to see her husband and best friend were struggling on the sofa. Instantly, the package of food in his hand fell down, splattered on the floor.

"What are you guys doing?!" pekik.

Riska was aghast, while Dika was still continuing her action without her realizing there was Sindy there, she still thought Riska was Vira.

Riska hurriedly confirmed her clothes again. "Sin-Sindy, this is all your husband's fault. He was drunk and forced me earlier!!" obviously a little nervous.

"lik! I saw you both enjoying it too, didn't I?!" her jolt, with lips that shake. Both of his eyes were red, hot.

Riska denies it again and wants to explain it, but is soon expelled by Sindy.

"Go away, go away I don't want to listen to you and never see me again!" get rid of it, then shut the door tight after Riska comes out.

After that Sindy ran to the bathroom and brought water in a dipper, then at that time she poured water on her head Dika.

Dika was flabbergasted then looking for his breath. "Haha what are you doing?! Why water me!" the snaps are starting to wake up. Dika rubbed rough face that is now soaked.

Sindy throws a dipper in front of her. "Based on the striped-nose guy, you did Kak Riska earlier huh! You guys are almost intimate in front of my eyes!"

Dika returned flabbergasted and stared wide at Sindy.

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"Pagiii.." a young girl pinched Irfan's two cheeks that were still covered sleeping on his bed. Irfan immediately held the two small hands on his cheeks.

"Ah aw aw.." ringisnya.

"Let's wake up, it's five o'clock in the morning!" sahut again.

"Ella?! What are you doing in my room?" Irfan was aghast to get up and sit down, staring intently at his employees who were already in his room.

"You've forgotten yes, last night we're going to spend the cake for his birthday Aqilla.." he explained. "So you're also the one who makes me think here, because you're not good at making those tarts!"

Irfan frowned then he tapped his own eel when he realized it. "Ah yes, sorry... I forgot.." he grinned while scratching his non-itchy nape.

"Where the hell, the time has become a boss is still a lupaan!" cut his hands on his chest.

"I'm sorry his name forgot too!" dumelnya "I want to pray at dawn first!" Irfan got off the bed and hurried to get his towel on the hanger.

"Yes, it's a sneak there! Because we still have other work to do!"

"What other work?" irfan asked the police after turning his body back to Ella.

"Well, we have to see the living room and the yard, how the hell boss?!" ella grumbled as she ruffled her waist in front of him. "This nine o'clock Miss Vira will celebrate Aqilla's birthday here..."

Irfan ruffled his hair, the hornbill too late to stay up for bread and cakes. Lately, he has forgotten a lot. Luckily, Ella always reminded him.

"Oh God!! Why did I forget!"

"Most eat flour anyway!!" he laughed again.

"Yes-yes I'm sorry, you little prank!!" wrath Irfan by replying to the pinch on Ella's cheek.

"Aa aa awww..."

Irfan chuckled at Ella who was in pain, then quickly turned to go to the bathroom after being satisfied to pinch Ella.

Ella breathed her breath. Then he smiled broadly at Irfan's back from a distance. Didn't expect for almost eight months that he worked at his shop Irfan. There are so many twists and turns that he has faced while living alone in Jakarta, Irfan's presence in his life is like rainwater in the middle of the Sahara desert.

Seriate...

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Want to continue the story but see the likes and comments are reduced. So the author up is relaxed, usually two days up. hehe sorry yes. Increasingly, the author also has a lot of work in the real world so his mind is branching.

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