Beloved My Ana's

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"Well! look pa, this newlyweds hair is wet. Did you sweat so much last night, honey? is your air conditioning not maximal, hmm?" Tempta Haura the mother-in-law. Ayank put on a timid expression while Alex smiled wryly in response to the mother's remark.

"Mom can do it, I'm a little sultry. So I thought about shampooing, knickknacks in my hair made my head feel uncomfortable all night." Ayank said with a gentle smile. Haura is very fond of her, the woman always asked her to marry Alex immediately, so that she could more freely abduct her time to just chat lightly about anything.

"Look at jeng Ana, your daughter is now a full-fledged woman. Hopefully next year we can celebrate the new year with one more family member. Or two, uh maybe three. I really hope that the twin genes in your family are down on my beloved daughter-in-law. How happy I am." The mother's mischief makes Alex's conscience seem to bounce to the bottom of the abyss.

But saw the expression of the wife who was so calm and relaxed when responding to the babbling of the mother. Makes his mind a little disturbed. What the woman thought. Too quiet for a woman to be turned down raw on her bridal night. No disappointed look printed there, only a warm smile that continues to be perfectly worthy of a very happy woman.

"We'll give mom and mom a lot of grandchildren, mama take it easy. Isn't that right, baby?" Alex was a little surprised but immediately confirmed the wife's words. What else can he do besides follow the flow of drama that his wife made.

"That's great, mom can't wait to be called oma. Surely his taste is different, from mama rose to the rank of oma. Isn't that right, pa?" haura said so excitedly. The husband just nodded in agreement while commenting on the difficult smile, he was already impatient. But there is something that makes him not free to respond to the phrase enthusiasm of his beloved wife. His eyes stared at the son-in-law.

His old mind raged in silence. Ayank was like a daughter to her, The girl had met her expectations in terms of a perfect daughter-in-law, also in feeling of being a father to a daughter.

His gaze turned to stare sharply at the child, although still in portions will not be realized by anyone. There was a flash of rage buried in the brown bead of that Mexican sundanese stucco man.

After a joking breakfast, Ayank is sitting on the balcony of his hotel room. I mean the hotel room she and her husband. Even though her husband is now out of nowhere. After breakfast, Alex to the room just took his cell phone that was left behind, then paid off to meet his co-workers. As important as that is to leave Ayank alone in their bridal room.

Ayank returned inside after smugly staring at the vehicle that was faintly visible from the balcony of his room. The woman was dragging her small suitcase, there were only a few pieces of clothing. After making sure everything was neatly arranged in the suitcase, Ayank contacted someone.

"Fetch me at the junction near the hotel where I'm staying." Sentence commands are immediately understood by the receiver of the phone.

"You even let me go home from the hotel alone, without giving me the address to where I should go home." Ayank chuckled blandly withstanding the agonizing turmoil in his heart.

A yellow Jeep Wrangler, waiting for his arrival in the place he called. Yellow is her favorite color, all changed since she knew a little man in her childhood. From a little girl who loves pink and purple, now changed drastically into a lover of light yellow.

The car continued to run without a destination, circling until finally arrived at a minimalist house that looks so simple from the outside.

"Down my suitcase, and burn all its contents." Tell Ayank in a flat voice. The woman came out and paused for a moment before finally deciding to enter the house.

While the driver did the command that was given to him. Although his heart wondered, why did the lady ask him to burn all the clothes that look like spider webs. He knew exactly what the clothes were and what they were used for. And seeing how intact the clothes are, it means nothing happened on the night of the bride.

"It's a pity that I was in the mandate to burn it, even if only told to throw it away. I would willingly take it back from the trash. Mely will definitely get sexier with these clothes. Ckckck." Jordy muttered looking fondly at the lingerie that began in the eyes of the red whiz in the garbage bin.

Ayank stared at the portrait of himself that looked so happy, being held tightly by a boy. The two of them are celebrating a birthday party, seen from the hat they wear.

"I spent a lot of time to get here, I brushed aside the many outlines of love offered to me willingly. And you retaliated by betraying me. If I had known that one day you would only be a thorn in the fate of my love, I might have better let you drown in that moment. You're just a whiny boy crying for a lot of unnecessary things. I'm the one who's always been your shield from the Bullyan brats. Why do you have so much heart for me, Lex? you ruined my dream overnight. You've brought down the cold of my strong love so that it's not left." Without feeling, Ayank's tears flowed profusely.

Tears that he had been holding with all his might since last night. Now tell jua. His heart was wounded, very. His heart was disappointed, don't ask again. Is his heart starting to wither? is his heart starting to hate? only time can answer.

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The storyline of Rick and Ana's child's love journey is a little different. Ayank is a beautiful, intelligent woman and everything, betrayed by her husband who is nothing.

But the woman still stood firm never showed her weak side to anyone. Rick's favorite gem keeps his heart wound alone, without wanting to involve anyone in his complicated household problems and full of intrigue and conspiracy.

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