Bride Shadow

Bian

"Owwhhh. Apparently you are really serious with the odd woman yes, to the point of taking her things here. Are you so poor that you can't buy her anything new other than my parents?" said the cynical Eagle when he saw bi Ijah giving a suitcase containing some clothes and books as Mitha requested on the phone. There was no reply from Bian's mouth. The man of Eagle's age was only focused on bi Ijah.

"Finally the trash went away as well" said the Eagle with a screeching laugh. This time Bian had lost his temper. The man took off the suitcase and approached the Eagle.

"He's not some kind of garbage, Eagle. She's your wife. Don't let one day regret it and pick up the trash and bring it back to this house."

"Take it and take it away. To me he was not just trash, but a thorn in the flesh." hardik Rough Eagle. His hatred for Mitha had even closed his heart and both eyes.

"Without you telling me to keep taking him away." There is a loss of formality between them. Bian even stared intently at the Eagle as if he was daggering in his heart.

"That's great. Don't let him come back to see me and fall in love with me because I don't want to accept it." the Eagle snobbed. Bian clenched his hand.

"Your eyes are blind Lang. Mitha was the perfect girl chosen to accompany you. You'll be sorry!" reply Bian cold. The dashing man immediately passed from there before his emotions rekindled, leaving the Eagle who was still laughing triumphantly there.

Relieved? of course the Eagle was very relieved. Ten years Mitha had robbed him of his happiness. The girl who made him leave behind his parents, friends and robbed him of his youth. His parents even expressly preferred Mitha over him. What is more painful for an eagle than a loss? Even these ten years he was living in an ultimate void. What is in his life is only learning, work and work until he does not feel his age is three heads.

"What did he bring?" ask the Eagle on the new Ijah bik will move to the kitchen. The middle-aged woman looked over.

"Only a few non-Mitha clothes and a book alone sir."

"That means there's more left?" and bi Ijah just nodded because Mitha just told him to put in a few stels, while the others were still neatly arranged in his room.

"Take out and burn bi!"

"But sir...."

"Nothing but.burn I said!" attack the Eagle with a loud voice.

"No!" abhimanyu's loud voice made both of them aghast. From the door, Abi walked over to his daughter.

'plaque'

A slap floated on the left cheek of the Eagle who reflexively held his reddened cheek. Not only there, Abi had even gripped the crumb of his shirt.

"What kind of man are you, hhehh? you left your wife alone out there. What's Mitha wrong with you? why do you hate him so much?" his papa shouted blaringly.

"on your own? papa's secretary is next to him. And the problem with why I hate him is that he's papa's bastard with a woman....."

'plak..plak' this time two slaps landed back on his right cheek which immediately felt hot. But the Eagle smiled scornfully.

"Keep the Eagle's slap, pa. But one thing you have to remember, papa's slap won't change a thing!" said Eagle no less loudly and immediately ran outside the house with eyes full of hatred.

"Astaghfiruahaladzim." Abi rubbed his face. Ten years was not enough for the Eagle to stop hating Mitha and accept her. If only he could be honest and tell the truth to the Eagle....

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"Lho.quickly behind it sis."

"Mr dong. Just take it back here again." Bian handed Mitha's suitcase and chose to sit outside. A moment later Zahra emerged from her room carrying a tray of drinks for them.

"Please drink it sir." Bian's eyes are rounded. Did he say that? sir?????😐😐😐

"Am I that old until you call me sir?" ketusnya do not like.

"Then I called him what? um?"

"why not grandpa!" the emotions begin. Zahra just looked at him full of question marks.

"Are you angry?" he said again without feeling sinful, even challenging the increasingly windy face of Bian. Actually where did this ancient antique woman in front of him come from? he has no interest in her at all, and there are many women out there who are swept up in the snare of her charm. He is indeed not as handsome and as rich as an Eagle, but who is able to resist the charm of a Bian. Former basketball athletes loved by women.

"Once again call me, watch out for you!" threaten Bian ketus. He doesn't like being called om. Called sir, he was still tolerant as many of his subordinates in the office did call him that. But this???? om????? he must sound like an om-om who likes to chase young leaves. Just hearing it made him upset.

"Then what do you call him? sis? a brother? aka't? mas?"

"Whatever!"

"Sister Bian."

deg.....

Bian immediately turned his head, looking straight at the young woman in front of him. A gentle call. He liked Zahra's voice when she called him earlier.

"Hmmm."

"Drink the tea first brother." and without being asked twice Bian sipped the tea because indeed the throat was dry since earlier. Zahra said goodbye to the room to clean up because it was late afternoon. He had to go to the hospital early because he had to pick up his motorbike which was staying at the workshop.

Mitha and Bian were still talking seriously when Zahra came out of her room and locked the door. There was a black helmet in his hand. The young woman approached the two.

"Mith, brother, go first." said the saying.

"Where's your laptop Ra?" mitha asked in wonder because she saw her best friend was only carrying her helmet.

" Mocked yesterday Mith. It's still to be taken near the hospital."

"So far amaaat...what is Ra's ride?"

"Ojol aja, while remembering the lecture." reply Zahra chuckled amusedly.

"Let me take it." Bian interrupted making the two women look at each other.