Destiny Or Engineering Mu

Destiny Or Engineering Mu
New house



“ Hahaha....Della seems like you have to get used to continuing to be disappointed because there is a lot you will find from my attitude that will always lead you to disappointment “.The corner of Adrian's lips was attracted by the view that was still focused on the streets without looking at Della.


...“ What's my fault Adrian?" Della squeezes the flower she holds “ until you feel like you don't have a heart “. Della...


“ You're innocent Dell it's just that you yourself barged in on this issue when I already gave you the loophole to go “


Della linked her forehead “ What do you mean?”


“ Do you remember Dell just before Ijab qabul in the night we were married?, I have given you a gap to go...... ohhh.... I err not a loophole but rather I have given you room to go but you firmly refuse to go “


“ Tell me that it turns out that the accident that happened to you at that time was your engineering so that I was stuck in your affairs “.


“ No.....The accident wasn't part of my Dell “ plan


Della laughed bitterly before looking at Adrian and saying “ How can I trust you, Adrian?”


“ I told Della honestly that the accident was not part of my plan “


“ Ignah”.Della lazily responded to Adrian.


“ It's up to you to believe it or not it's none of my business “


Della turns her eyes to the car window and realizes that the road that was passed by her and Adrian is not the road that leads to the house where Adrian was scattered because Adrian had not told him that they were going home who will be inhabited by him also Adrian starting tomorrow.


“ Hey...this is not the way to home “.


“ Whose word is this not the way to home?”


” I am who else hum....indeed there are people besides me in this car ?”. Screeched Della


“ Shut up...you look worried, do you think that I will take you somewhere and torture you and kill you there?”


“ No.....!!!”


“ It's good if you don't have such a narrow mind....this is the way to our new home you don't have to worry”.


“ Wait....are you serious we'll stay together there?”


“ Did I ever joke with you?”


“ No “. Della replied firmly.


“ Get Ready !” Adrian said.


“ Prepare.” Lirih Della with a confused face.


“ Get ready to start life without anyone accompanying you Dell “


“ Let's go down “ Adrian's voice stops Della's daydream


And without speaking a word Della rushed out of the car and followed the footsteps of Adrian who stepped towards a multi-storey house with an elegant design.


Della looked in amazement at the buildings she saw" Mashayallah....this is the house I will occupy from tomorrow....? " Della asked herself.



Della and Adrian's house.


" Heii..mau until when will you stay there..?" .Shouted Adrian.


" Till my age. until you're old.... ". eeehhhhh. Adrian's question is not answered and instead sing. Della ignores Adrian with a hum.


"Stop my ears hurting ". Adrian said, covering his ears.


" Nyari noisily mulu ". Della walked towards the door.


" What? " ask Adrian as Della turns around with an unpredictable look on her face.


" Which house keys?". Ask Della to Adrian.


" Open not in the key ". Adrian.


" What....? seriously.....?. Della reflex said with a slightly raised tone of voice.


" Heh.. dong kayak never heard of a house not in the key ". Adrian Cibir.


Della squinted into her two eyes


" Huh.gini fate is very well married to people who previously did not know...... Astagfirullah Della you can't judge others as you like Dell". Della told herself that Adrian had entered the house.


And so Della though obviously Adrian's attitude is terrible but Della wants what has been taught by both of her parents Della ignored just by Adrian's behavior that any other Della also does not matter while Adrian is not physically hurt.


" Askarahmatullahi wabarakatuh .......". Della says her greetings before entering the house, although she knows there are no people but that is how Della who is used to entering the house must say hello first.


" Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi.... ". Della was aghast when there was a voice of a woman answering her greeting.


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