100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

Emil, don't be crazy.

Namira had already thought about all the steps she would take while in Paris, at least she needed some time before she would finally decide to return to her homeland, saying her farewell intention with Emil to her mother, she said, then sued Emil legally to court. Of course it will all be done secretly, because their marriage is only the family who knows.

Today Namira will get out of Sintia's house, hitchhiking one day one night at the house of an unknown person feels bad, uncomfortable.

"Where have you decided to stay?" Ardhan helps drag Namira's suitcase out of Sintia's house, while Sintia follows behind them.

"Had, I've booked a place, not fancy anyway, but pretty good." Namira has been looking for her own place to live through the application, and she found an apartment that fits her, which fits her wallet of course, especially now that she has not worked, his savings must also be economical, in addition to his own personal needs, there is a mother who every month must send money Namira.

"Why not just stay here? Am I just living alone?" tanya Sintia joined the tour.

Namira smiled, stopped and hugged Sintia.

"Thank you, but I'm sorry, I can't."

Sintia just nodded, but in her heart, she still kept a lot of questions that she had not been able to ask. Namira decides to leave her house. Makes his soul untreatable.

"Alright then, I'll take you." Ardhan will respect Namira's every decision, as long as he has the opportunity to keep approaching her.

"Thank you, Ardhan." They're all out of Sintia's modest house. Ardhan stuffed Namira's suitcase into the trunk, opened the door for Namira, and he himself sat in the steering wheel.

***

On top of the rooftop of a building not far from Sintia's house, a mysterious person dressed in all black with a mask and a hat that almost covered his entire face, was stalking the movements of Namira and Ardhan, using *s*the Py camera monocular telescope zoom can see from a distance very clearly, and stored in memory into a video.

"Sir, Mrs Namira with a man out of the house, it looks like they're going to leave there, because the man put a suitcase in the trunk of the car." report a mysterious man to someone by phone.

"Follow." The order is short.

"Well," after nodding, the mysterious man spoke to someone through the earphones.

"Follow," then he himself rushed away, to pursue Namira who had been followed by his partner.

***

Emil hires the services of a detective to keep an eye on Namira, it's easy for him because he knows Ardhan is taking her, so it's enough to stalk Ardhan wherever he goes, until Ardhan comes to Sintia's house and the detectives hired by Emil can easily find Namira.

'I'm not going to force you to come back to me, Nami. I know your character is very strong, not at all you still are not, but I will keep trying until you will forgive me.'

Emil stood up, he would go to the mansion, because his whole family had come, and all were waiting for him, but sure, he could not directly come to the mansion without taking Namira with him.

Emil receives the location where Namira lives, a middle-class apartment located in the middle of the city, quite close to Emil's company which is also in the middle of the city.

Emil drives a car at high speed, his heart thumping in fear of not being able to talk to Namira from heart to heart, or not even having a chance at all to be able to talk to him.

If the first method does not work, forced Emil to use the second way, re-engaging a foolish agreement about marriage contract-their 100-day marriage-to ensnare Namira, at least there is still 15 days. And Emil must use that time as best he can to get Namira back, fix everything.

***

'Ting keg,,, Ting tong,,,,'

"We've just moved in, there's a guest coming in, did you invite a friend?" asked Ardhan who placed the still hot roasted chicken on the dining table.

"Don't be silly, I told you I don't have anyone's friends here," Namira put the dishes, and the seasoning.

"Then? Is that your husband?"

The two are silent to each other, Namira's heart is turbulent, accompanied by intense pain.

"Do we have to open it?" ask Ardhan again. The bell in front continues to ring.

"Where could Emil be? He couldn't possibly know I was here, right? Is she that good at knowing me anywhere?"

Namira stepped out to the main door, as her hand was about to open the door, her movement stopped, she hesitated, she looked from the hole of the View door to ascertain who came.

Apartment officer. Relieved.

Namira finally opened the door.

"Yes, what's up, sir?" ask Namira. Ardhan was behind him.

"Can we talk?" someone appeared next to the apartment clerk. Emils.

"Sorry, Madam. I had to do it!" said the apartment clerk, then he ran away from there.

"You use your power, to do whatever you want" Namira said, holding back her tears, her eyes already glazed over and wanting to cry.

"I came to get you,"

"We'll meet, but later, at the religious court."

Namira was about to close the door and Emil held it with one left hand, a relaxed movement but his strength was strong enough, Emil's eyes stared intently at Ardhan as if he wanted to skin him.

Emil can now understand what pain Namira feels when she finds Sexyola at home with him, because even though Emil reassures her heart that Namira will do nothing with Ardhan, in fact, his heart still aches so much that it hurts, it's hot with jealousy, and thinking, however Namira once loved Ardhan so much, he was the first man to touch Namira, and they were even close to marriage, thinking about it all makes Emil think, could Namira fall back in love with Ardhan? Could they be living together now? And could Namira and Ardhan have done 'that'?

Emil closed his eyes, letting the clear fur wet his cheeks. Just by thinking about it was already so painful, it was only fitting that Namira rampaged at him.

"Emil, let go of your hand, I don't want to see you." Namira tries to close the door that Emil is holding.

"Because you found my replacement?" lirih Emil was sick as she opened her eyes staring at Namira.

"Whatever you say, I just want us to part," Namira was already crying, her chest was so tight, why did it have to be like this? She loves Emil so much, misses her husband so much, but why is everything broken to pieces now? Trust, togetherness, relationships.

"You, get out, or I drag you!" emil's assertion to Ardhan.

"What?"

Emil unceasingly pushes the door open, leaving Namira gasping and after that Emil grabs Ardhan's shirt and pushes her roughly out of Namira's apartment, then he closed the door from the inside and locked it.

"Emil, what are you doing?" shouted Namira scared.

"Open doors? Namira,,," cried Ardhan as he banged on the door from outside.

Ignoring no one, Emil lifts Namira's body, carrying her like a sack of rice to the room.

"Emil, what are you doing? Lower me!" shouted Namira who did not care about Emil at all.

Emil's plan not to force Namira to go extinct already, when seeing Ardhan in the apartment with him makes Emil lose control, let alone Namira who says it's up to Emil to say what, what, what is clear is that Namira wants to separate from him makes Emil's blood boil even more.

'Shelf!'

The door slammed and locked tightly.

'Bugh!'

Namira's turn that Emil threw on the bed, the flash of emotion and jealousy was so obvious on Emil's facial lines.

"Emil, what are you doing? I don't want to!'

Namira shuffled, but Emil did not care, he took off his shirt buttons, ranging from both wrists, to the upper front button.

Namira used the opportunity to get off the bed and was about to run towards the door, but quickly Emil grabbed his body, and slammed it again into the bed.

"Aaahh,,," cried Namira.

Emil moved quickly, taking off his belt, after which he fell into Namira, sitting on his wife's thigh. In addition to jealousy and resentment, Emil's long pent-up passion must be resolved immediately, just by smelling Namira's body scent, the entire + nerve in Emil's body is activated instantly.

"Emil, release!" Namira tries to rebel, but instead both hands Emil tie using his belt, then Emil force Namira's hand to go up until Emil managed to tie on the cot.

"Emil," Sobs Namira broke. He does not want to do this by force.

"You made me do this, Namira, you know? I never once betrayed you, I never once touched Sexyola, why don't you believe me?"

Namira did not reply, his current state did not allow Namira to think clearly.

"You want to have a child, don't you? Funny as Tita? Or as handsome as I am? We make it now,"

"Emil, don't be crazy, let go!"

***