
...Our Story Will Be Nostalgic In The End...
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The night is getting late, Marissa increasingly enjoying the music with her friends. Ignoring the father who just left her.
After her life fell apart, Marissa was not getting more introspection, it was getting more and more. Even before he finally found Aksara, Marissa had sold herself to fulfill her lifestyle.
Became a mistress of some rich men and drained of his property, until the time when the papa awakened Marissa to return to pursue Aksara, the, because some men in Marissa's courtship is nothing compared to Aksara, which is certainly handsome well-established and rich of course.
Not only the household life of his parents, but also the business and myriad businesses that were once in the fight by his father and mother just crumbled.
Marissa who is not accustomed and can not live hard was choosing to sell herself to rich men although among them is not uncommon have a family. Not far from the papa who also in fact likes to date young women his child's age. It was also one of them being the household life and business of Marissa's parents was destroyed.
Aksara at the value can be a new hope for parents Marissa, especially the papa. Yamg intends to use his daughter to re-attach Aksara, so his plan to develop his business empire can be realized with the help of Aksara.
Time is 23:55. It was midnight and Marissa still refused to leave the illegal place there.
Not far from where Marissa was sitting, a man was looking with a sharp look and a grin on his face.
Nahas none of Marissa's friends care about her condition, so they choose to leave Marissa, despite knowing Marissa's condition is not okay.
Although Marissa is classified as a connoisseur of alcoholic beverages, but in large quantities it still makes the woman helpless.
Until in a state of unconscious Marissa easily taken away by the man who had just observed her.
Smile grin never separated from the lips of a male figure who was memapah Marissa.
"Honey, where are you taking me ?"
In an unconscious state Marissa only felt that the Aksara was beside her. Even so close, Marissa was unable to distinguish Aksara from the man beside her.
A grin was clearly visible from the man who was currently taking Marissa away somewhere. While Marissa who felt so happy and considered her was Aksara, aggressively leaned her body on the burly arms of the man beside her.
Imagining the burly body of a man who was driving his car, maybe at first glance it is not much different body posture Aksara with the man next to Marissa. It was also the more convincing Marissa if indeed beside him is the Aksara.
"Sadvanced... I miss you so much"
Racau Marissa by kissing the chest of the man next to her, despite driving but as if the man beside Marissa was not the least bit bothered by her actions.
Long enough both of them drive, until the man takes Marissa to an inn in the suburbs. Far away from where they were before.
I don't know what the purpose of the man brought Marissa, who clearly had a grin on her face not one bit faded, realizing Marissa was getting clung to him.
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The House of Bu Gita.
Sayup sayup the night wind increasingly makes Aksara tighten his embrace on the wife.
In a thin evening dress wrapped in Khadijah's body, certainly makes Aksara so happy. Pearls are stored behind the veil and long robe wearing Khadijah, making Aksara so lucky to have met and become a female companion of Solehah like Khadijah.
Tonight feels so special, after a few times the two went through by giving each other pleasure in the cold of the night.
Two human children who are enjoying the beauty of the night, by giving each other warmth, making the atmosphere even happier.
Several times Aksara gave a kiss on the top of Khadijah's head, as a thank you because Khadijah always gave and served the desire of Aksara although many times.
With one press the remote button on the bedside table. Hordeng in the room Aksara was opened with his width, from where both of them lay their bodies, clearly visible stars scattered in space.
"Mas not tired ?"
Realizing the husband who was still so excited opened his eyes, despite having fought several times before, as if the power of the Aksara had actually recovered after him.
The head and smile became the Aksara's answer to Khadijha's question.
"Even if you want, I can still do it dear" Whisper the Script right in Khadijah's ear.
Aksara's naughty words certainly make Khadijha's face blush instantly, even if only two, and Aksara is her husband, but still it makes Khadijah feel embarrassed.
Khadija did not answer, and chose to drown his face under the armpits of Aksara.
"Dear"
For quite a while the two fell silent, after a previous chat that made Khadijah blush in shame.
"Em"
Khadijah also looked up at her face, staring fixedly at Aksara who seemed to want to say something important to her.
True Khadijah's guess, because Aksara was seen sighing before starting to talk to Khadijah. Even so curious, but Khadijah chose to remain silent and wait for the husband to speak.
"Darling, my plan is tomorrow we're going to Jombang"
A happy smile was seen on Khadijah's face, to be honest Khadijah had missed Abah and Umi Amina so much, only Khadija was still not brave enough to ask permission of her husband.
"Are you really ?"
Aksara nodded her head, and smiled sweetly at Khadijah.
"We'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon"
"Not only us, but also papa and mama will be with us going there" Aksara said
Hearing that Khadijha was getting happier, how not this thing Khadijah had been waiting for a long time, the meeting between Abah and Umi and her two in-laws.
This will be the first time they meet each other and berkilaturahmi, of course Khadija feel so very happy.
"MashaAllah, is it ?"
Not just believing, Khadijha chose to ask again the truth of the Aksara speech. And sure enough Aksara nodded steadily at Khadijah.
"I can't lie to you, baby"
"Dion has prepared our flight to Surabaya"
Hearing that, Khadijah also increased his embrace of Aksara, tonight became the happiest night for Khadijah of course.
"Ep. Ohya, there's one more thing I want to say"
There is little doubt on the face of Aksara, and it certainly invites the curiosity of Khadijah.
"Just tell me"
Khadija was just plain, although the tension on the Aksara face was clearly visible in Khadijah's eyes.
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