Befawa, Incorrect Marriages

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The doubt in Ameera's eyes made Ryan change his position. The gaze of the eyes refused to turn away but the warm embrace released changed the facial complexion in closeness. Aware of the inability of the wife to express the contents of the heart.

"Tell me, honey. What is your heart breaking. Are you still doubting my love or are you worried about our future?" ryan asked so gently to wake Ameera from a momentary daydream.

The woman sighed softly while releasing her husband's hand. Then move from its most comfortable place. The eyes looked at the waves that looked so beautiful but not soothing. Can honesty be the answer?

"Mas, I actually have a family that I have to meet once a month. I'm sorry but can we go back to the city" he said with a thumping feeling.

He felt the notice was too sudden. What if Ryan knew the family in question was a child living in a dormitory. Whether you are thinking positively or negatively. The reality is bitter because even though they are married, they do not know the world of each other's lives.

Ryan walked over to Ameera but did not hug his wife. He just stood to the right of the wife, "I know, and my secretary was always monitoring Zoya's progress. So do you want to stay back in town?"

Zoya Claudia's. A girl who turns fifteen and always lives in a dormitory because Ameera can not let her sister stay at home alone. For her the girl's life should be better, then she accepts the job as a night woman.

No matter how many men he had to serve. One who always meets the mind, finances all of Zoya's needs. The girl is the source of her spirit and not everyone knows because she deliberately uses an intermediary when she wants to have a meeting.

Living as a woman is not always good. Especially surrounded by men who could meet on the streets. Of course, you have to keep yourself from going the wrong way even though he fell into a feeling of love that now changes his life drastically. It's just that Zoya is still his main responsibility.

Ryan's confession and question immediately faded his worry, "I'm going to the city and can bring Zoya to live with us. Is it allowed, Mom?"

"Why not but tonight we stay here and tomorrow morning there will be a pick-up. Come on, let's go back to the villa." Ryan stretched out his warmly held hand Ameera.

The couple seemed to love each other as if the world belonged to both of them. No one realizes when the breeze brings change. Time moves so quickly that any remaining hope becomes a future reality. As promised by the husband. The two returned to the city on a private flight using a heli at six in the morning.

The city crowd was visible from above making Ameera look up at the sky. How does it feel to fly? Look at the birds out there that are so happy flapping their wings without any bridle. Not to be ungrateful just to remember the past life, it still imprint in the heart and memory.

The hour-and-a-half of air travel ended when the heli began landing on top of a skyscraper. The building guarded by so many burly men in black uniforms. Is there an important guest or is it all because of Ryan?

"They're personal bodyguards when they're outside. Don't be awkward and get used to it." whispered Ryan telling Ameera while rubbing the woman's back to feel calmer.

Once the heli lands, Ryan comes out first. Then reached out to help Ameera get down slowly. The couple's arrival received a warm welcome from all the guards who saluted. Without further ado they walked towards the specially secured elevator.

The glass elevator only holds six people because Ryan doesn't like jostling. So that only let the core guards of four people who could enter together. The elevator stopped on the ground floor of the building, then changed to a land vehicle that is a black sports car that looks so smooth.

"Come in!" his edict opened the door for Ameera, leaving his wife confused but still obedient. "You secure the way!"

"Ready, Boss." replied the head of the bodyguard swiftly.

Those street marches made people curious. Rows of luxury cars made the excitement of the city atmosphere this morning, even news on live television broadcast live. The spectators were amazed at the rare sight but not with him clenching his hands saw the spectacle of the flat object on the table.

"How could you dare to bring that cheap girl into our residence. All right, let's see. She or I will be the queen of this house." she said casually as she waved her hands and the servants approached her.

A sweet smile adorned her beautiful face, "Prepare the honeymoon room and serve a special meal for the guests of this house, go!"

A single gesture alone was enough to move all the humans working in his mansion. His life will be more colorful. All because of the host on the way home. Not wanting to linger, he must prepare to welcome guests as best as possible as a form of tolerance.

While Ameera who was busy staring out the window suddenly felt bad. I don't know why there was fear in his heart. Is everything gonna be okay? After seeing the luxury of Ryan, he did not dare to expect a simple with a normal life.

A gentle swipe at the head distracts her with a warm smile that is always a solace. "Mas, who lives in your house?"

"Never now, you will know and I will introduce you one by one if necessary. Go sleep! Last night must have been tired." he asked not to put pressure on women who are still trying to adapt to their second lives.

Wanting to fall asleep drowning themselves in dreamland only reluctant eyes obey and continue to look for peace out there. "Will I feel or will something happen?" he was so sad, but Ryan could still hear.

There was no intention to answer or calm down. A thin smile with eyes focused on the streets. Let time be sure without explaining. Now his life has returned and no one can go against his wishes.

Love is beautiful until reality can turn into a false shadow. I'm doing all this for you, honey. May you forgive my unilateral decision. You are mine, only mine.~pap heart Ryan increase the speed of the car because can not wait to return home soon.