Love Shot
Confesses to Lose

Jonathan did not expect Liam to make blessing a justification for his cunning attitude. Jonathan admitted that his relationship had not been blessed by the Flora family. Jonathan isn't not rich, but the Flora family isn't crazy either. Jonathan had a great career, but the Flora family never measured anyone out of his job. Jonathan is a man of dreams. Unfortunately, he's not Papa Flora's ideal son-in-law. Papa Flora sudan finds a real dream daughter-in-law figure in Liam. Liam was devoted to his mother and that was proven.

"Your reasons make sense. What I think is wrong is not necessarily wrong for you. I'm not backing down .. If you're serious about Flora, please continue. I just want him to be happy, even if he's not by my side. I leave it to Flora. Obviously I can't see my women looking at other men's specials" Jonathan said.

"Honey .. Give me some time," please Flora.

"I'll give you as much time as you need. However, I can't see you before you make a decision. I think that's enough. Please spend the coffee and the snacks, all I paid for. Excuse me. Let's take Miss Aurora to the next destination." Jonathan carries Aurora's groceries, allowing Aurora to walk first to the car. Jonathan paid no heed to the sad Flora.

Arriving at the car, Jonathan's hands shook violently an annoyed, angry, disappointed feeling gathered into one in his heart. Jonathan had no idea how to express the tightness he was beginning to feel.

"Secertarian Jo, no need to force yourself .. let me drive. Driving also needs concentration, I still want to live a long time," Aurora slid a joke in her speech hoping Jonathan was a little entertained.

"Sorry Miss so uncomfortable because of me .. does the lady's cheek still hurt?" jonathan unknowingly touched Aurora's cheek.

Aurora's face flushed red from the touch of the hand of her one-sided first love. Jonathan gasps at Aurora's change in face, gets out of the car to switch seats and avoids Aurora's gaze. Jonathan froze, an awkward feeling enveloped. Aurora only smiled sweetly glancing at Jonathan from the rearview mirror as she drove Jonathan's iron horse.

The situation at the cafee after the departure of Jonathan and Aurora. Flora sobbed while beating Liam's shoulder, while Liam only resignedly received a tantrum from his heart.

"Liam .. I shouldn't have eaten your words. Look my Jonathan left me. You are indeed the most annoying man I have ever met," said Flora interrupted by her cries.

"Keep hating me for hate and love is different. Maybe today you hate me, that means your whole mind is on me. Tomorrow you must love me, because your whole heart is filled with me."

"Don't be a bitch at this moment. Shut your mouth!"

Liam covered his mouth with a palm. Flora was still sad, hugging Liam until tears and snot mixed into Liam's shirt. Liam stroked Flora's shoulders hoping that her grief would pass.

***

"What if I'm pregnant?"

"I'll take responsibility."

Freya pursed her lips, Ansel's reaction did not reflect that of a husband in the terenovela. Freya is annoyed with Ansel, her husband engrossed himself with his reading books. Freya got up from her seat, standing behind the chair where Ansel was reading a book. Freya stole a glance, looking at what book Ansel was reading. Freya scratches her head, finding Ansel reading a romantic novel.

"Ansel?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm overtime" Ansel replied as he closed the page of the book he was reading. Ansel looked up at his wife who was getting more beautiful every day.

"OOo .. I didn't know you were overtime. I thought you were just doing a hobby. I think I'm interrupting your overtime."

"I'm checking out some of the novels that will be brought to the big screen. I'm selecting them. Comehere!" Ansel asked Freya who was still standing behind the chair to step closer to him. Ansel wanted Freya to sit on his lap. Freya lazily sat on Ansel's lap, gluing her cheeks to the chest of Ansel's field.

Freya nodded her head affirming Ansel's words, Freya lazily spoke. The distinctive aroma of Ansel's body seduces Freya. In recent days, Freya's sense of smell has become more sensitive especially when smelling the scent coming from her husband's body. Freya could not control the desire to keep clinging to Ansel.

"Would you like to eat something?"

Freya shakes. "I'm full. Just keep working, I'm going to bed." Freya pulls away, but Ansel restrains Freya's waist. "Why?"

"Stay here, accompany me overtime."

Freya returned to the sitting position on Ansel's lap. "I'm just going to disturb .. And again I'm heavy, this kind of position will definitely make your legs can't move anymore."

"Although my body is not as muscular as Wardhana, I am also a strong man. My legs are still strong and support my wife and children. Honey, I don't like you meeting Ley."

Freya looked up, noticing Ansel's face looking down at her. "You're jealous of Liam?"

Ansel paused his words. There was no denying the spark of jealousy kept appearing in Ansel's heart. Although Liam is now with another woman, Ansel is still upset to see his beloved wife throw each other a cheerful smile with another man. "Jealous" Ansel said.

"Well .. jealousy is natural because Liam is my ex-lover. Then how am I supposed to relieve an Ansel's jealousy?"

Ansel fell silent, unable to answer his wife's question. "Should I stop working?"

Ansel excitedly nodded, indeed that was Ansel's wish. Freya's tears were pouring out, she regretted her words. The words that came out of her lips were not really a question, Freya just wanted to convince herself that her husband did not support the hard-earned ideals Freya just got. Ansel saw his wife tear up. Ansel knew Freya was sad. However, Ansel had to give Freya a little affirmation that working with her ex-lover would only continue to make a spark of jealousy in her heart.

Freya held up her index finger. "Give me a little time!"

"Until when? until you give birth?"

Freya nodded, tears still pouring out. "No, no I'm not allowing. Don't use tears to negotiate with me. Don't make my conscience go back. You know I can't see you crying."

Freya put her palms together. He begged Ansel to be a little generous to him. Ansel groaned, grabbing Freya's hand closer to the lips. Ansel kissed the back of his wife's hand. "I lost. Do as you please, but don't stop me from doing whatever I want."

Freya nodded in agreement with Ansel's wishes. "Don't cry, I'm powerless when I see water coming out of your corner. Honey, don't cry like a mama, yeah," said Ansel stroking Freya's stomach.

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