The Pride of an Ex
episode 18's

"I don't love my father's son-in-law. Moreover, bothering him. I'm sorry sir, like I have to go back to work. It's not right to discuss personal matters here." I said as I got up.

When going to step foot, suddenly someone came and immediately attacked me by slapping the left cheek.

Pain, heat, mixed into one.

I held next to the cheek that might have turned red while looking at him sharply.

"What look-look? can't accept I slapped you? want to complain, or complain? unfortunately you don't have anyone who can hear your complaint, Alira."

I raised my face, looking at Emira and Bima one by one.

"Is this how you work? ganged me? you wimps!". My hardik with chest up and down.

Emira grinned satisfied to see me already in control of emotions.

As for the bima, the old man picked up the phone lying on his desk.

I'm still watching their movements. Guess what he would do to me again.

"You're a coward Alira. When I slap you just shut up, fight dong. He said he was brave for his pride, but he was still quiet, cemen." Cibir Emira challenged me.

Emira keeps pumping hoping I'll get back.

But I'm not stupid. They deliberately wanted to trap me, become a suspect who will be recorded by Bima's phone.

It's great!!

What an incredible partnership. If I fight, I will be cornered.

Bima could have reported me with an unpleasant action.

Or, maybe tomorrow there will be a viral news of an Alira having slapped or scratched her ex-honey.

"Why shut up, Alira! here, hit me if you dare!" emira said again patting her cheek.

"Oh yes, your salary this month will not be paid. All your wages I'll give to Emira for her money that you used last night." Bima chimed in.

My cucumbers are starting to emit smoke.

"Ehem.." I cleared my throat while upholding my body.

Swiping the cheek that was in Emira's slap, then sat back in the chair opposite Bima.

Facing them should be with a calm and mature mind.

"Honorary Sister Bima, don't you feel sorry for me who is only a widow? If you take my wages, how will my life be a month ahead?"

I moved the body forward, acting with both hands folded on the table.

I blinked a few times at the nervous man.

"Don't try to seduce me, Alira. I'm not interested in a poor girl like you." Bima said with both hands resting on the table.

My distance to Nathan's in-laws is very close.

The breath of cigarette smoke is smelled by my nose.

Sick of it, wanting me to pull the collar off his shirt, then knock him off this second floor. But that's not my purpose.

"I don't seduce you, but if you're interested in me, it's destiny. Like you said when Nathan was going to marry Emira first. Destiny that instills love in a pair of eyes.Betul?!"

"Curtain, you cheesy bastard!" Emira squeaks behind me.

No. I'm ignoring. Because my main goal is in sight.

I shifted my hand to hold it with Bima's hand. Rubbing the back of the hand that was already filled with wrinkles made him look at her without blinking.

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