Arifin sat on the terrace outside the café, enjoying a cigarette, waiting for Susan with an anxious heart. He fell madly in love with Amarta's concubine and did not want to be left because he now lived in his mother's very simple house.
In addition to Susan who left him, Adel the mother continued to fuss, blaming him, why did he throw Wina away, because it turned out that Wina was close to Wyne Wilson. He denied that it was impossible for poor Wina to be close to Wyne Wilson, Wina must have begged at the Wilson Group office for justice.
"Arifin!"
From in front of the table, Susan's voice was heard.
Arifin heard this, put the cigarette into the ashtray, and then stood up and approached Susan. In his eyes, the woman was beautiful and sexy in a blue spaghetti strap mini dress with a brooch in the shape of a white gold chrysanthemum flower with a single diamond. Her lover's face was also perfectly made up. Everything in Amarta's concubine made him submit to love.
But he did not know that Susan was just a night butterfly who was made a concubine by Amarta Pratama. Susan is very good at manipulating herself.
Arifin was about to kiss Susan's lips that were smeared with bright red lipstick, but the woman immediately sat down on the chair. Bella's father sighed, not blaming Susan. Susan knew he was a rich, educated man, then suddenly Wyne Wilson's man came and took off his mask.
If it weren't for Wyne, he would never have gone to England. Let alone going there, he couldn't even go abroad. His salary as a teaching assistant was used up for daily living expenses. In the past, he was able to own a motorbike because he set aside his teaching salary.
However, it turns out that he does not appreciate Wyne's kindness of love, looking up arrogantly when he successfully passes c*m loud and is called to Elmer Group to take a series of tests to get a position as director of marketing research. At the same time, he meets Susan at a cafe, where he and several candidates for marketing research director are there.
Susan was also attracted to him who was good at diplomacy and modest. An attitude that once made Wyne fall in love with him. But Susan did not spend any money on Arifin, instead she took advantage of the man and in return was satisfied in a hot bed.
Arifin pulled a chair closer to Susan, but the woman moved to sit down. She didn't want to be close to Bella's father. She was very upset that Arifin was just a poor man.
Arifin sighed again, "San-" his lover reprimanded him, "All of that is not true."
Susan glared, "You said it's not true?" Arifin stared in surprise, "Hey, those people clearly said that you are a poor man who is piggybacking on Wina."
"That's not true, San!" Arifin snapped, "Wina lied because she was hurt because I dumped her. Then she was also upset because Miss Wyne Wilson admired me and gave me luxurious facilities while studying in England."
There were no luxurious facilities, only one room in an apartment was rented while Arifin was studying. Then a car was lent so that the man could comfortably go to college. After studying, Wyne took all of that back, replaced with a cluster house and a new BMW car.
However, once again, because he threw Wyne and Bella out on the street, feeling that the two women would ruin his soon-to-be bright future and have a beautiful, classy wife named Susan, Gordon decided to take the house and car, along with all the things that Wyne had ever given him.
"She's lying, Arif?" Susan didn't believe it, "Then why did those people take us out of the house, take the car and all your and your mother's belongings?" All the events were revealed, "Even if she was a beggar and poor, there's no way Miss Wyne would send people to do all the events that happened the other day!"
Arifin was shocked and shocked. His prestige as a rich genius man was instantly lost in the hands of Wyne, Wina David.
"Huh!" Susan folded her arms across her chest, her face looked extremely annoyed, "I didn't think you were a poor man." She poured out her feelings for being lied to by Arifin, even though she herself was lying, "You know, Dad was very angry with me when he heard that. Dad even wanted to kill you!" She made up a story that Amarta was angry with her because it turned out that Arifin was a poor man.
Without Susan realizing, the conversation was tapped by Amarta. The man had put a Chrysanthemum brooch on Susan's dress. Now listening in the room with a 17-year-old girl. He did that because he already knew Susan was cheating on him from his spy, so today he wanted to kick the concubine out of the apartment and give it to the young girl who was his new concubine.
***
Wyne slowed his steps when he reached the street in front of Mikumi. His eyes began to comb the surroundings, looking for Ricardo's motorbike cart, but not to approach it to meet the CEO.
After Ricardo invited him to lunch, the CEO dropped her off at the entrance of Mikumi, then parked his motorbike cart on the side of the Mikumi road, and continued selling.
This made Wyne restless because she realized that Ricardo was selling there so that he could always be close to her. While she was still heartbroken, she didn't want to make the man a vent. Then Gordon's grandson brought a box of dinner for her who didn't come out of Mikumi looking for dinner. She became even more restless, because the presence of the handsome man became the whispers of the employees at the mini market.
Now, when the working hours were over, she hoped Ricardo was gone because she was annoyed at being constantly rude to him. Her wish came true, there was no motorbike cart or its owner. She exhaled, feeling relieved, then immediately walked again. Her destination now was the local motorbike taxi base not far from Mikumi. She usually rented a motorbike taxi after work, so that she could get to her rented house faster.
When she almost reached the motorbike taxi rank, Ricardo's motorbike cart quickly blocked his way.
"Huaa!" she screamed, not yet realizing that the person blocking his way was the CEO.
Not long after, his eyes widened when he saw Gordon's grandson get off his motorbike and approach him. The man was very dashing in a T-shirt, jeans, leather jacket and helmet on his head.
She shrugged, feeling the man knew she was avoiding him, so he parked the motorbike cart a little bit away from Mikumi. As she walked, the prince immediately chased after him with the motorbike cart.
Tuk, a single blow landed on his forehead.
"Come on!" then the voice of the bully Ricardo was heard, "You want to go home alone, hmm?" Wyne stared at him in disgust.
"So what if I go home alone?" Wyne rubbed his forehead that was smacked, and his face looked annoyed, "Since yesterday I've been going home alone after work."
Ricardo gasped but then looked at Wyne in exasperation.
"I told you earlier, you wait in front of Mikumi until I come back from my rented house."
"When did you order that?" Wyne was taken aback, because earlier Ricardo had only delivered a dinner box, "You only delivered dinner."
"Didn't you find my letter stuck on top of your lunch box, hmm?"
Wyne was silent, his brain remembering what was in the box, then sighed because on the lid of the box there was an envelope containing Ricardo's letter. She had time to read the contents of the letter which told the prince to come home to the rented house for a while and he had to wait, not to go home alone after work hours were over.
"Have you remembered, hmm?" Ricardo reprimanded Wyne who was known to be remembering the food box.
Wyne looked at Ricardo grumpily, "That's it! But so what, Duda? Should I wait for you who is not my boyfriend or my husband?"
"Should your boyfriend or husband pick you up after work?"
Wyne gasped, not expecting Ricardo to ask that. She forgets that she can even wait for a friend to pick her up from work.
"But-" Wyne spoke again, responding to Ricardo's question, "You're someone who helped me and Bella, right?"
"Is that so?" Ricardo folded his arms to his chest, "I told you, I don't want us to just know each other in passing, right? I won't let that friendship end in front of Mrs. Kate's house, right?"
Wyne gasped, hit by Ricardo who did say that and the prince proved it. The man was looking for her and kept stalking her. But she had just had her heart broken, and couldn't move on quickly. Then she didn't know much more about who Gordon's grandson was, afraid of choosing the wrong friend again.
"Come on-!" Ricardo sighed because Wyne's gesture looked restless, "Come on, I'll take you home to your rented house." Bella's mother grabbed his hand. "We'll talk again there." he added sincerely, realizing that they were on the road near a motorcycle taxi rank and there were many motorcycle taxi drivers who must have seen them.
"I can go home by myself." Wyne let go of Ricardo's hand. Quickly, she moved away from Ricardo, about to walk, but one of the man's hands was outstretched to block her. "Move! I want to go home!" she shouted in a fierce tone.
Ricardo clicked his tongue, his outstretched hand reaching for Wyne's hand, with one pull the girl was facing him closely.
Wyne's heart was beating fast, both eyes watching Ricardo. Why was this man so brave to her? Arifin and all the men she had ever known, were not as brave as Gordon's grandson. She didn't know that Ricardo inherited a slightly wild nature from Gordon and Aldiano. Then if the prince's heart clicked, he would continue to fight to get the love of his dream woman. But the prince only did that to Isala. Too bad Isala didn't appreciate his love.
"Wina-" Ricardo gently reprimanded Wyne, "I know you are wary of me." He expressed what he saw from the girl's attitude, "Besides you are still hurt by your husband."
Wyne didn't speak, just listened while observing the prince.
"I'm not asking you to trust me one hundred percent-" the CEO continued as he saw Wyne listening to him, "I'm just asking you to rely on me."
"Relying on you for what?" Wyne was touched by Ricardo's words.
"Anything, especially accompanying you to open a new chapter in your life."
Gosh, if other women heard this, they would be smitten. Ricardo is so sweet.
"Duda-" Wyne took a deep breath, "We don't know each other yet, that's dangerous."
"Do I look like a criminal in your eyes?"
Wyne shook his head, "You, land crocodile."
Tuing, Ricardo gasped, "I'm not a land crocodile!" he snapped, "Enough, enough!" he ended the conversation, "Let's go to your rented house, you make me a cup of coffee and we can chat on the terrace of your rented house."
Wyne was dumbfounded, why was Ricardo always so arbitrary? Forcing her to be taken home, then asking her to make coffee too. But for some reason, she couldn't free herself from the prince's careless attitude. Not because she didn't have the heart, but because there was a sense of comfort and security with the man. Then Gordon's grandson's attitude was polite to her, not touching her other than holding her hand, even though he had kissed her forehead.
"Eee-!" Wyne squealed because Ricardo brought her to the motor cart, even giving her a helmet when they were on the motorized horse with the cart. She jerked the CEO's hand, took the helmet, put it on her head, then with a sullen face climbed onto the back seat. "You pushy person!" Gordon's grandson grumbled.
Ricardo smiled amusedly, climbed onto the front saddle, grabbed both of Wyne's hands, made them hug his waist, then started the motorbike engine. Then drove the motorbike to the highway.
Wyne's heart started beating fast again, not expecting that she who was dumped by Arifin would meet Ricardo. Ricardo was many times more dashing than Bella's father. Ricardo looked for her, chased her, cared about her stomach needing to be filled, and gave her many more. Making her annoyed but happy. Making her curious about who the real prince was.