
"I want the place to be leveled immediately, so that the construction of the bunk house will be done quickly." Pinta Rian told Dion.
That morning Rian came to Papa Surya's office to work together. His company will build a flats and he wants to use the construction services of the company papa Surya.
Dion nodded firmly. "The importance of land ownership is clear so that we can easily realize it quickly too."
"Okay, looks like this meeting we're ending now."
Both of them shake hands.
Indeed, the two companies were established cooperation, but Dion greatly minimized the meeting between Rian and Melinda if his wife was visiting her to the office.
Want to admit if until now he still does not willing his wife's body ever enjoyed another bman.
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Every relationship has a journey full of grief. When you like, everything feels beautiful, everything feels smooth and fine. However, the opposite moment, the relationship can turn tense.
Some people tend to stop when things become difficult or uncomfortable, due to character incompatibility and so on. They choose to step back, reluctant to fight more for the relationship that has been established.
When relationships become difficult, that's where the power of true love is tested. The strongest pair will understand and support each other to survive and get through difficult times. Not a retreat.
Intentions when met to scold the wife he called this little fox yawned somewhere. How can you be scolded if his wife is in a state that is not okay, he said.
Earlier, the first time seeing Nadira when the young man called her made her look at Nadira nanar.
Nadira was basking in the morning sun with his left hand attached to an infusion needle.
Wanna get angry? sure do.
But to whom? On her old self found Nadira or Nadira who selfishly abandoned her?
Even after meeting, Nadira's attitude as if nothing happened. Like he had just gone for a while and Nadira hugged his possessive.
How could he be angry?
Nadira's spoiled attitude is what makes him miss.
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A while ago. After removing the entire entrails, he walked gontai with accompanied by the midwife Dance with an infusion bottle in his hands.
Nadira sat in the chair had provided the midwife Dance there. Listening to relaxing songs with your eyes closed. Really, this second pregnancy cravings period makes it very uncomfortable.
Until someone calls her.
"Sister Nadira."
He looked at the source of the voice. Instantly his body stiffened. In his heart there was indeed the intention to return home but not today because he was experiencing severe morning sickness.
Qenans..
A miss? sure is.
Whether it is from himself or the baby in his womb. Vigorously walked quickly while holding the infusion bottle approaching Qenan.
Right in front of Qenan, he squinted his eyes. "Ck, I guess you'll look ugly because there's no me taking care of you. You still look handsome. That means you're okay there's no me." Nadira scowled.
Qenan himself was made to not believe what he had just heard. It turned out that his wife wanted to see how bad he looked when there was no Nadira while he looked like now because he did not want Nadira to know how ruined his life without Nadira.
"After knowing you're here, I went straight to Babershop, Mrs Abraham. No matter how I look, I'm still broken, there's no you." Qenan confesses to Nadira and inserts Nadira's body in the circle of her large hand and takes over the infusion bottle from Nadira's hand.
After sitting on the sofa of the house, Qenan circulated the gaze of the nelangsa every corner of her.
His head shook feeling that his wife was stupid. Want to torture yourself in a house this small, even smaller than Melinda's father's house.
"Still wanna stay here, hm?" ask Qenan to Nadira who has attached a stamp tub to him.
Nadira who hugged Qenan shook her head in the chest of her husband's field.
"Why don't you come home?"
Uh.
Again Qenan was made not to believe what he heard, why as if he was guilty? though the one who ran away Nadira without any news.
...****...
"We're going home" Qenan said.
Both are in bed now. Nadira's infusion has been released after spending one bottle of infusion. Nadira hugged Qenan.
"Don't cry." continued Qenan stroked Nadira's head fondly so that Nadira's cry subsided.
"I was wrong Nan, sorry for going that way when I knew you were trapped that night."
"I'm wrong, too, baby, I should've beaten you up first, I should have brought the boys instead of going alone."
Decapan became tight when hearing Nadira's sobs getting louder. Intentions want to scold but he can not be realized. I can't be angry with Nadira.
But unfortunately, due to touch and the docked body makes the missile want to get out of the cage and nest in the grinding place.
Come on missiles, a month or so my wife ran away, you're still a henchman. Rara's pregnant okay, don't do anything.
Qenan said he could not control the missile when it was close to Nadira. It's always been so, especially a month not to meet.
"Ra, are you guys healthy?" tanya Qenan.
Nadira breaks down the embrace and wipes away the tears. "We feel good after being around you. My nose feels troubled, everything that smells like shit. But not with your body smell, Nan. Don't get far anymore." whining Nadira as if Qenan was the one who left Nadira.
"Quietly, from now on you won't leave but with me. And you'll always come wherever I go."
Quite a long time Qenan accompanied Nadira on the bed, releasing a hug because his wife was already asleep. Get out of the room and walk out around the house looking at the situation around the house.
"Siang" said a girl greeting and she only nodded back.
"Is Nadira's brother there?"
"My wife is sleeping." said Qenan, suppressing my wife's words because she didn't like the girl's gaze when she looked at him.
"Oh, did Nadira not teach today?"
Infuriated, Qenan wagged her suit and revealed a firearm stored in her pants making the girl feel scared.
"Keep your eyes like that if you don't need your eyeballs." threatening Qenan.
"Show me where my wife teaches."
"Ba-good."
Qenan followed the girl and did not care about the fear she created. Not long after, arrived at a building with a walled board, which was worn out, even very sliced to see it.
He saw that many children from an early age to the SD level were studying there with very little lighting.
Then he asked to be delivered to the house of the village head happened to be the young man who delivered him this morning to the house Nadira was there.
Arriving at the Village Chief's house, Qenan asked permission to build the teaching place so that their learning process was more comfortable. For a while the building was built, children could study in the house where Nadira currently lives.
He also introduced himself and also explained that he was the husband of Nadira, a new resident who had been living in the village brand for a month.
The Village Chief himself certainly allowed and thanked Qenan a lot. The village head also told how Nadira's activities during this month without anyone knowing if Nadira had a rich husband because he saw so happy and looked familiar to mingle with the lower middle society.
After a long conversation, Qenan finally resigned and he invited dinner at Nadira's house.
Qenan returned to Nadira's house with a large bag of plastic ingredients. Put the plastic bag on the table in the kitchen. Then open the suit, tie, and leave a white shirt attached to his body.
Before starting to cook, he rolls first a shirt that covers his hands up to the elbow. Then he struggled with a knife, teurenan, cauldron, and his friends.
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