My Hot Sexy, Mr. Army
The Part 44

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Tristan entered the house with shaky steps and his head lowered, he sat his athletic body on his living room sofa while covering his face using both palms of his hands which were still tucked in the blue paper.

Soon he felt that someone stroking his shoulder made a moment of awakening and immediately raised his face but when he saw that the person who stroked his shoulder was his mother herself trying to pull both corners of his lips.

"What's up, son?"...

Tari asked mama carefully as she saw how disheveled the face of the son was.

Tristan shook his head slowly trying to smile again.

"Oh yes ma, there's a greeting from Lila"....

He said with a slightly choked tone.

Mama Tari frowned but did not stop herself to answer greetings from Lila, a jolly girl who made her feel comforted during her son's home at that time.

"Didn't Nino just say that Lila left, did you meet Lila Tris?"....

Tanya mama Dari with her frown back.

Deghs.

Tristan's heart stopped beating again.

"Nino is Lila mah?"...

Ask Tristan.

Mama Dari nodded her head.

"Yes, the one who delivered the box was Nino, Mama thought there was Lila's son also apparently he was alone and said the hell Lila went but mama did not know where she went, pas mama wants to ask nak Nino hastily parting home"...

Obviously mama Dance at length.

Tristan immediately smiled as if he had a little fresh breeze.

"Well, Tristan say yes, there is a need a little, mama eat first later the same..."...

His words hang and Mama Tari understands her son who does not want to call the name of his nephew who is at his son's house.

"Go away, don't wire your mama"...

He said as he stroked the son's arm.

Tristan then kissed her on the cheek and got up from her seat and ran back in to go upstairs to her room.

Mama Tari just shook her head even though she did not know what was going on but she prayed that her son would always be happy unlike her who until now could not have her own second husband's heart.

Brought a rough breath and his gaze turned to the figure of his nephew who was in the family room who was turning on the television.

And the purpose of this time turned out to be a big mistake by taking his nephew and it seems he will return as soon as possible to reverse his desire that will linger to visit the house of the son, because he did not want the son to feel uncomfortable when his nephew one house with Tristan, moreover, he had seen for himself how presumptuous his nephew was with an item that was not his but when going to reprimand him it turned out lost quickly with his son to be able to breathe freely because his nephew did not have time to open the box.

Tristan drove his car after saying goodbye to the mother earlier while carrying a cellphone and car keys that were placed on his bedside nightstand regardless of the striped uniform he still wore.

"Hello loe where?"...

Tristan asked as her phone call was picked up by someone across the street in a slightly hasty tone and she used handsfree bluetooth.

📞"Home, why the hell is it like that panic?"...

"Meet in the usual place, cave wait now"...

Clik.

Tristan closes his call without listening to the answer of his best friend Dony.

While in a room Dony was dumbfounded to hear a speech that was like an order to him.

"Truly yes plywood man, play matiin only...fate....fate..."...

His grunts but he soon woke up from his fall without changing his uniform, Dony goes out of the room and drives to meet his best friend where they used to meet or just eat together because Dony has a slightly unpleasant feeling.

Sometime later Tristan has arrived at his cafe and where he once brought Lila to claim to be his future wife.

Tristan exhaled violently while rubbing his face using both hands.

He smiled and shook his head many times, even his chest hurt when he recalled the words that were etched beautifully on the blue paper earlier, he was unwilling to stop when he read a word that was scratched to go away and he hoped that it was just a word not real.

It feels even more painful to see his ex-lover used to be in love with another man.

Sometimes he asks what is with his heart why the unwillingness is becoming even more he also does not end up thinking why it can get here and for what, why, in fact, the little girl is not who she is but somehow everything about the chatty little girl has plagued her mind lately.

Opened the door of the car that has been parked perfectly in the courtyard of the Cafe, then Tristan out and walk towards the entrance of the Cafe.

Seated his large body after getting an empty place regardless of the view of the person who was stealing towards him but he seemed indifferent.

"Hay.wah didn't expect us to meet here, a soul mate like him"...

The voice of someone who so made him careless, the son of one of his superiors always approached him without the slightest shame, this woman who served as a lawyer in one of the law firms in this city even herself often came to the Battalion just to find a way to approach him and not Tristan to ge eran or what but the reality like that even all of its members know the character of one of Erika Sanjaya.

Tristan just raised his eyebrows regardless of the woman who is now sitting relaxed without permission on one of the benches near him.

Erika circulated her gaze but her eyes did not catch the figure she was looking for.

"Alone, where is your future wife?"...

Erika asked while looking at the handsome face of Tristan, a man who has been very difficult to approach since she met 3 years ago.

"Tris..."...

Call her in a soft tone while holding Tristan's left hand on the table.

Tristan instantly withdrew his hand even he let out a rough sigh.

"Why loe nyariin would-be cave wives?"...

"Ohhh come on Tris, don't be like that when you talk to me, yes want to know if he is not your future wife but just a lie just let me back down that way, oh come on... Erika won't just back off, wait for me baby"...

Cup...

Erika immediately sauntered away when she managed to land her red lips on the cheeks of this man she was glazed over.

Tristan seemed to tighten his jaw when a woman like Erika did such a thing even in public places, immediately picked up a tissue and wiped the marks of the kiss lodged in his left cheek.

Tristan stood up from his seat to go to the toilet because he was dissatisfied if only wiping using tissue.

He was like a silly man who was easily kissed by any woman even if just cheeked, exhaled violently and saw himself reflected in the bathroom, his handsome face was already wet because Tristan rinsed repeatedly his face let alone his left cheek looked flushed because it was a little rough when rubbing earlier.

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