Befawa, Incorrect Marriages

Part 10#Entertainment, Change

Ayesha's question was not a problem for her, it was just that her heart began to improve because it momentarily forgot the thoughts of the brother. Now back to ambushing to harass him without permission. Fortunately, time quickly passed until the trip was stopped once the car entered the parking lot of a simple restaurant.

Banner front cover of shop inscribed Cak Muji shop. The menu row is also neatly written with a regular font thickened. It turns out there is an Indonesian food menu. The three entered the store and the one who ordered the food was Mang Ucup.

"Sit's sitting next to me." Ayesha pulls Zoya's hand up to sit in a chair by the window facing the left side of the tavern. Where outside is a motorcycle parking lot with several trees as a natural roof just set the view.

Zoya distracts herself by checking her device, which is always in ring mode. How much should he wait? The news from her brother did not come. In addition to the breath that is left only a prayer from the heart hoping to soon meet the brother who does not know where.

While Ayesha is busy justifying her hijab that keeps blowing in the wind, "Zoya, where are the holidays going? Stroll in the mall or look for rides?" ask her without looking at the dreamy friend.

The question was ignored but the arrival of Mang Ucup who brought a tray containing three servings of food distracts. "Fragrance as always, thank you, Mang."

A portion of the food for her, another portion for Zoya and the last portion must belong to Mang Ucup. Father and mother always taught him to appreciate parents even if it was a servant at home. Moreover, Mang Ucup is not someone else because since the baby took care and always took care of every time they went together.

Indirectly, Mang Ucup was a second parent to Ayesha. Life provides happiness and well-being and love that is always grateful as an ordinary human being. There is no chatter other than enjoying delicious food with typical Javanese taste.

Meanwhile, Ameera, who did not know what to do since Lee's departure, only busied herself counting the petals of roses that were deliberately collected into a fruit basket. Too fused and confused make the time pass so long. The question is, when did the husband come?

Amidst daydreams without a destination, incisions were heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Eyes stared out the window. Where in front there is the back wall of the mansion. If you think about it, a halfway house is a house in the house.

The smile on its back adorned his face as soon as the eyes saw the silhouette of the shadow of the lover of the heart. Ryan walked around so casually approaching the halfway house. Of course, she did not want to make her husband wait so she chose to leave the basket as a toy, then move from the seat to pick up the future.

"Sore, Mas." greet Ameera as soon as she gets out of the house and stands at the door. The man who looked at her unblinking only smiled sweetly as if the world was dedicated only to her.

The footsteps stopped, then spread out both hands letting Ameera run away and embrace her. A gentle swipe on the head adds to the increasingly romantic atmosphere. The two men forgot where the intimacy took place.

"Mas, why did it go so long? I haven't heard or known anyone." lamented Ameera who sounded softly infiltrated into the eardrum of the man.

Each question ends action. Where Ryan remained silent but his hands clasped his waist until swinging met eyes that drowned each other. Again carrying a body that weighs little, then turned with footsteps forward leaving the halfway house.

Meanwhile, Lee who was watching from afar had to keep his distance. One condition of the master if he wants to keep working in the mansion is not to be near Ameera when his young master is still with his wife. Somehow the terms sound odd but the belief cannot be doubted.

"I'd rather continue my work than have to look at a scene I haven't been able to feel. You must have had a backup plan because Arvind was desperate to show up." Lee moved away from where he was watching and returned to the room.

Time passed so fast that no two days had passed. A new life with a different lifestyle makes Ameera have to learn many things. The girl can only rely on Lee and not Ryan because the husband is busy working and does not have free time for his own wife.

As it is happening now, where the heart was happy because Ryan could take breakfast together but suddenly failed thanks to an emergency call that made her husband go to work without enjoying breakfast as was the custom. Seeing her burly back disappear from view, Ameera flipped the plate as before.

"Lee, get the car ready!" Ameera pushed the chair up from her seat, without waiting for the girl's bodyguard to answer and left the dining room.

Twenty minutes of Lee's waiting period at the main door ended as he saw the arrival of Ameera who was wearing an outfit that was so different from usual. The young lady chose a casual outfit that did not show a feminine side all this time. Even so still looks stunning with a simple makeup polish.

"Where will you drive?" lee asked as he opened the door to let Ameera into the back seat but the girl opened the front door. "Nl ...,"

"I'm more comfortable sitting in front. Hurry up, I'll tell you where we're going." Ameera interjected the sound of the protest that almost sounded adding to her uncomfortable mood.

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...The cast of Bewafa, Incorrect Marriage. ...

Ameera

. Ryan Mahendra's

. Lee the bodyguard

.Ryan's first wife