Trauma, Indie
CHAPTER THREE

On the grass of a hypodrome in the number of south Jakarta. Flory smilingly looked at the princess and her husband riding.

Her delicate little hands waved, although she had just learned of the Eagle's friendly conversation with another girl, she should look happy in front of her beautiful daughter.

Many things that make Flory still do not want to turn away. One of them, Maurin who still needs the Eagle figure.

It is undeniable that the Eagle is a warm, patient father figure, and yes... Eagle Gazza prioritizes Maurin.

The eagle was willing to leave anything for the sake of the beautiful princess. In fact, Maurin wouldn't eat lunch if Eagle hadn't called him.

"You're me being you, I've run over this chick! I've arak that husband let's not disobey again!" The name of the girl who spoke jutek was Snowy, a crossbreed girl was the daughter of the younger cousin of Flory's father.

In essence, Snowy was like his own sister, Snowy who had been accommodating Flory's curse. And just now, Snowy showed Eagle a friendly chat with his protege.

Flory himself deliberately told Snowy the genius to hijack the Eagle's cell phone. And the result of the activity was quite mirical; not only five but many more girls who often send messages.

The girls seemed happy even though they knew that the Eagle had a wife and children. The generation of world actors is pretty terrible apparently.

"Aren't you asking for a divorce?" Snowy is back. Flory who he knows cheerful and fun, somehow so fond of dumbass right now.

"You are in them, the Eagle becomes Flo, your life is still long, don't spend it with the Eagle version of the guy!"

"Where is Maurin?" Flory spoke as if there was no expression. Flory didn't want Eagle to suspect that the man's phone was broken into Snowy.

"I was just thinking about the fate of Maurin Snow! The good daddy eagle. Maurin needs an eagle" added Flory.

"Maurin must know someday!" Snowy interrupted him cynically.

"How do you know?" Flory is no less cynical than her cousin. In fact, what Snowy suggested was not that easy.

"Maurin and the Eagle have become a unit. You see for yourself, Maurin never want to sleep if not the Eagle that bacain fairy tale! I can get you a change of eagle, maybe. But Maurin, not necessarily Snow!"

Snowy sighed. There were a lot of protests that Flory showed her just now. And Snowy knew it wasn't all right because of Maurin, but also because Flory still needed the love and caress of the handsome man.

Snowy admitted, Eagle definition perfect man when viewed in terms of appearance. The lecturer's smile, before he knew Flory's Eagle, Snow almost liked it.

"Yeah..." Flory turned to look at her daughter, Eagle and Maurin apparently had descended from the brown horse.

"We eat?" The eagle grabbed Flory's back to put a kiss on her lips. And, the woman nodded with a smile, a smile that was made sweet and ended bitter.

"Why you?" Eagle suspects. Eagles are like that when it comes to their children and wives.

"I'm hungry, you've been playing games too long, Eagle." Flory lied, and certainly made Snowy very sick of this drama. The girl chose to leave after kissing the cheek of the puffer Maurin.

"Take it!" Snowy left with a jutek face.

The eagle chuckled while embracing his wife's back. "Snowy rejected another guy Yank?"

"Yes that's why it's bad mood." Flory laughed with two shoulders raised.

The eagle carrying Maurin, Flory walked by the handsome man's side. Both ended up in a restaurant.

Although he had lived in California, the taste of Eagle is not far from Indonesian food. Maurin sat in a special toddler chair, on the side of the Eagle and Flory who were swiftly watching him.

A strand of hair covering Flory's beauty, the Eagle taut into the ear. "We were invited to Zayn's engagement."

Flory glared unconsciously. "W-who? Mmmh, I-I mean Zayn who's Lang?" tanyanya.

The thing is, Zayn is familiar with the Eagle, only Zayn is a cousin of Flory's past man. Honestly, Flory is lazy to cross paths accidentally or whatever.

"Lecturer. Who else? Zayn temen me. Yes Zayn is just him" said the Eagle.

"You go alone." Flory refused.

"I wouldn't be here without you. And Zayn must have been disappointed after that." The eagle does not argue.

"But Lang..." The eagle nodded. Flory's face suddenly changed, she was quite curious.

"Why? You're still angry yesterday hmm? Denger, Flo, I won't cheat as long as you're cheating. Try to start with something small like this."

"Excuse me, Mr.'s order."

Flory stared at the courier who seemed to have intentionally told Eagle to come here. Judging from the box and its paper bag, expensive items.

"Thank you." The courier left after the Eagle grabbed his order. He put it in front of his wife's body. "For you, Baby..."

"This what?" Forced eagle, but sweet.

"That's the dress you have to wear tonight. I want you to be prettier than anyone tonight."

The eagle sure, judging from the way Flory sighed alone already seemed very objected. Flory never wanted to be told to wear clothes that fit her taste.

"Yes, according to..." That ultimatum might make Flory give in. And it worked because the woman gave up. "All right..."

It is not really because of a dress that does not suit your taste. Flory was just thinking about how she had avoided meeting with men in the past, who might have been present at Zayn's party.