Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 61

Alby

"Do I have to announce that I love you in front of all the Amara people? You're gonna believe I have that feeling to you? That so?"

I can't stop thinking about Amara's way of thinking. I've been thinking all night so I can reveal it before Frans really takes back Amara's heart. Butwhat? He challenged me, but why did he seem to want to make me retreat without starting first?

Mara was still staring at the outside window.

"Maybe true, I don't yet fully have the same feelings of love for you Ra. But what was on your mind when I did that yesterday? Is it just a napsyu? That so?"

Amara smiled thinly perhaps more precisely, cynically!

"Just because ci***you said it was an expression of your feelings? How is Nabil? You said love was with Bia, but why was she present in Silvy's late womb? Would you also like to say that's an expression of your feelings? Didn't he? That means you can do the same to me. Without love!", Amara pointed at my chest with her index finger.

Am I so scared to feel the same way that Bia was betrayed or like Silvy's late house didn't get Alby's love at all??? Inner Amara.

I grabbed his index finger in my hand. Our eyes stared at each other. I felt very angry, now I am slowly starting to master emotions.

"I did do it with Silvy without any feelings. I can do it Mara! You know why? I was depressed at the time! I'm in a threat! If I don't give her my due, Bia and Mak's safety will be jeopardized because my father-in-law can do whatever he wants."

Amara swallows her saliva.

"If you knew Mara, I would almost never have wanted Nabil because to me his presence had shattered my hopes of getting back with Bia. Because of his presence I had to lose my future son and Bia! But I realize I'm guilty of this. Not Nabil!"

"You can all judge me as you please. But no one ever tried to position themselves like me! I said I was not strict. I'm too hard to make a decision! And I don't know what sentence you guys are pointing at me, I accept! It's not that I can't handle it, but I'm tired of all the facts I have to go through."

"Now I know you. Your aggression, your joy! You make me feel like there's still someone who wants me for who I am. Butwhat? You think I'm playing you, but you want Amara!"

Amara was a little pinched with all the grunts she said Alby.

Did he become the figure of Alby? Always in the wrong place! Inner Amara.

Silent! The atmosphere in the car even though the sound of cars out there is mutual.

"You are Amara! It´s me! A man who has failed in marriage! I will no longer force you! Not that I don't want to try, but you don't want me!", I said. Then I run my car again.

Amara didn't say anything. I don't know what's on his mind right now. I can read the minds of girls who are used to being assertive. But somehow he was not firm in making a decision! Like me, before....

I turned on the radio to melt the atmosphere. Unfortunately it's not melting, but it seems....

Song by Mario G.

'Relax yourself, you're too far away, I'm not that bad, actually'

It's quite representative of what I want to tell Amara.

I'm not that bad?!

The atmosphere was still silent until the song was completely finished.

And without feeling, the long journey to the Rhd.co office ended. If it used to take thirty-five minutes, it is now more than an hour.

But it has been more than a minute since the car stopped, Amara was still in the passenger seat.

"Mara?", I patted her shoulder gently. He's a little surprised. So, from then on he daydreamed so he did not realize it had reached the office.

"Heuh?", he muttered stuttering.

"It's here!", I said. He looked at me. I heard him sigh. Then after that, his outstretched hand rubbed against my left cheek.

"I'm sorry I judged you!"

I lowered his hand from my cheek.

"What's wrong. Anyone will think the same as you."

Suddenly Amara kissed me for so long.

Please God, be rich not more! I don't want to be happy again, God!

After a few seconds, Amara released her kiss on my forehead.

"Do you want to fight to be able to give your love to me, not to Bia again?", asked Amara slowly.

I smiled and nodded thinly as I grabbed her hand that had rubbed my jaw back.

"God willing", I replied.

"Even though..eg mami and papi do not agree to this, you still want to continue?", asked Amara with a sad face.

I scrunched my eyebrows. Her papi mom???

I just nodded too.

"So..we how?" asked Amara.

"How is it?", I'm confused. Amara poked her lips.

"Have already! Thanks to anterin! Assalamualaikum!", said Amara while opening the car door.

"Getishalam."

The car door was closed from the outside. I'm confused myself. What did that question mean? So, how are we?

Hufft..sampe office will be lectured the same sir ustadz this mah! Where it was noon again.

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Gaje really isn't it???? 🤔🤔🤔 needs healing power 🥺🥺🥺