Turns out I'm His Second Wife
Finding True Love 53

Just getting inside the house, Daffin and Cynthia were made a little surprised to see Anthony sitting in the living room. The man seemed to approach both.

"Cynthia, why did you just come home? Where the hell is it?" anthony asked, occasionally glancing at Daffin.

"From the hospital, there are sick people," replied Cynthia still trying to be polite, although a bit ogah-ogahan.

Anthony nodded in understanding, then turned to look at Daffin, "Yes already thank you already between Cynthia, you can go home," he said.

But just about to leave, Daffin's hand restrains Cynthia and pulls her up next to him. Anthony who saw it began to be stricken suspiciously, but still tried positive thinking.

"Sir Anthony, this Daffin is actually my girlfriend" said Cynthia decided honestly.

"What's? Wherever possible, at that time he said it was just your friend," said Anthony trying to argue.

"Yes, but now we're dating. You should not visit here often again, it is not good to see the neighbors," replied Cynthia ventured.

Anthony then chuckled slightly, "You're why Cynthia? We are future husband and wife, others also know really," said Anthony.

"Who said? You've been confessing all this time, I never agreed with this. Anyway now I've got a boyfriend and I love him so much." Cynthia looked solemn as she said that.

Daffin who heard it was made to his senses, pleased with Cynthia's bold confession. Seeing Anthony's angry expression, Daffin immediately stood in between to block.

"I'm sorry Mr. Anthony, but now Cynthia has me" Daffin said.

"You are not very polite, you dare to lie to me. At that time, did I say that I was Cynthia's husband-to-be, you took her?!" snarled Anthony annoyed.

"What is this father talking about? I didn't take Cynthia. From the beginning he wasn't yours." Daffin said it made Anthony fall into a deep silence.

The commotion then stopped to see Citra coming from the kitchen while carrying a tray containing a glass of tea. He was surprised to see Daffin here, Cynthia also turned out to have gone home. Feeling the atmosphere here is not comfortable, Citra was immediately approaching.

"Cynthia, are you home?" ask Citra pleasantries.

"Well, why didn't Mama tell Mr. Anthony that I'm dating Daffin now? Mama knows this too, right?" asked Cynthia holding back in annoyance.

"Em it-"

"This mom is so greedy, don't tell me Mama's planning to take advantage of this situation at the expense of me!"

Daffin rubbed Cynthia's shoulder and felt her lover scolding Mama too hard. He knew Cynthia was upset by Citra's attitude, but Daffin felt this was still impolite.

"Bu Citra, so does Cynthia have a boyfriend? Then how am I? Mom said it was this year that I could marry Cynthia" asked Anthony.

The image looks nervous, but still try to calm down, "Calm down, Mr. Anthony, I can explain" he said.

"Indeed, I also disagree and do not want to marry you" said Cynthia made the atmosphere there even hotter.

"If I don't get married to Cynthia, give me back my money Ms Citra!" pinta Anthony stretched out her hand.

"What money is it?" asked Bu Citra pretending to forget.

"Last month, Mom told me to save money that I would marry Cynthia. Fifty million, where?" urged Anthony.

Cynthia was made to shake her head, just knowing this. It felt like he wanted to scold Mama, Again money and money. Looking at the fluttering image and staring at it, Cynthia instead threw away a face reluctant to help.

"Don't tell me I used it? Mom must be lying it's not marriage savings" asked Anthony cynically.

The image of berdehem slowly trying to eliminate nervousness, "Son Anthony this is why the calculation, all this time will always be good with Mother," he said trying to persuade.

But Anthony brushed off the middle-aged woman's hand, "My matchmaking section with Cynthia also failed. Now I know why Mom was so intensely approaching me with my son Mom, I just like me because of my property huh?"

Seeing the surprised expression of Citra, made Anthony smile cynically. Yes, he is often remembered by some people, but because he was too interested in Cynthia to not care in Citra poroti continue. But his hope is now a delusion.

"The money is there, but only twenty million. No papa, right? The rest for me just give, Son Anthony is a lot of money," said Bu Citra and then smiled clumsy.

"No, I want fifty million. Okay I give you a month, if it's not returned I'll report you to the police station with a fraud!" anthony Ancam.

Hearing that was of course not a panicked image, but Cynthia as well. Get that far? Maybe because Anthony was too disappointed, especially he had tried hard to get married to Cynthia.

Before Anthony left, Daffin held the man's shoulder. The two then looked at each other, with different views. Anthony with a dislike gaze, and Daffin his usual gaze.

"Is this not too much to report Aunt Citra to the police?" ask Daffin.

"No, he has to take responsibility. Indeed what he did was tantamount to fraud," replied Anthony looking indifferent.

Anthony then let go of Daffin's hand on his shoulder, "You better be careful with this family, if you want to marry Cynthia think again too. Later have in-laws duitan eyes and morotin you continue," he said cynically. after saying that, Anthony was out of the house.

For a moment the atmosphere there was silent, feeling awkward for each other. Cynthia then glanced sharply at her Mom, and Citra just bowed her head while squeezing her lower clothes.

"Then what now? Mama has to return the money to Mr. Anthony, it's Mama's business. Don't blame me for not being able to marry her, I also deserve to be happy with my own choice!" cynthia said firmly.

Daffin, who saw Cynthia's gaze, sensitized her and immediately pushed her wheelchair into the woman's room. Don't forget to close the door again, knowing that now his girlfriend just needs peace.

"Prophey dear, hopefully this problem is quickly resolved," said Daffin gave encouragement.

Both of Cynthia's eyes looked teary, "I'm ashamed of Daffin, I'm ashamed to have her rich Mama," she said.

"Hey don't say that, she's still your mom. No matter how bad our parents are, we must not call them bad because we were born in this world" Daffin scolded as he rubbed Cynthia's hand.