Died Marriage

Headstrong

you know what makes green lazy up?

when many read but yes subhanallah, who like aja little, let alone comment....

to those of you who read this, as Allah eases the path of all of us...

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Nazeera had arrived at the mansion with her grievous face. Being fooled by the beloved, making him careless.

"Dad... Mother...." Nazeera shouted as she arrived inside the house.

"Loh, your daughter came screaming?" Raha asked gently.

"The widow's son!" Tamar interrupted the mother's words.

Nazeera glared at the brother. "Yet...." Whiney that beautiful woman.

"You guys, it's already in marriage but you're still always noisier." Raha held his head.

Nazeera spread her gaze. "Which father and brother-in-law, Bun?"

"Mitha again rest. It may be the effect of pregnancy. If it's dad, just walked into the room."

Nazeera mangosteen understand.

Didn't he tell me to come? Why is he sleeping. If I knew this, I wouldn't be here. But...

Nazeera's view he turned to Tamar who was busy playing mobile phone.

"Dude..."

"Hum..."

Nazeera glanced back at the mother.

If the story is in front of the mother, she can know.

"Why don't you rest too?" Nazeera asked so with the intention of subtly expelling him.

"Yes, mother is also sleepy, you guys are getting along well!" Raha kissed the heads of her two children.

CK.

"Abang already big is still pampered, not embarrassed what the same wife when seen?" Cibir Nazeera folded his legs over the sofa.

Tamar did not glance or respond directly. He just focused on the phone screen.

"Basic jader sucks!" Little muttered Tamar but was not heard by her sister.

"Don't fight anymore. Mother wants to come in." Raha broke up while yawning towards the room.

1 minute

2 mins

There was no sound between the two of them for 10 minutes either.

"Dragon!"

Tamar did not respond, making Nazeera ride apoplexy.

Pugnacious

Justright. Nazeera felt something was wrong. Why was his brother nervous Bula was asked.

Tamar is aware of her nervousness, she regains self-control. Nazeera is getting closer.

"Why are you silent?" Nazeera asked further forward her face.

"Nothing!" Tamar pretended to focus on her phone. Open the incoming data by email.

Nazeera remembers Ayu. "Bao... Back to the woods, yuk!"

This made Tamar see herself. "Are you serious about what you say?" Tamar asked in an annoyed tone.

Nazeera. "Pity Ayu, bang!" Little Nazeera slow down.

"Then what do you want after you've brought him?" Tamar still made a sound with unfriendly intonation.

"I don't want to live in regret, bang. I don't want to be a killer."

CK

Tamar clucked. He turned off his phone and put it back in his pants pocket.

"Where are you going?" The woman asked to see Tamar standing up.

He knew his brother was angry. But how else? After the prayer, he had already made up his mind to forgive Ayu. But if the meeting and familiar as usual, maybe Nazeera can no longer.

"Dude..." Call him back when there's no reply.

"Ang? I just don't want to regret it a second time." Tamar stopped walking. Then look towards the sister.

Second time? Whatdoes thatmean?

"Bang, I beg you, Ayu is dying right now there." Nazeera pleaded in front of her brother. Even she was crying.

"If you don't want to, I'll go alone!" The stubborn Nazeera, she took back the car keys she had put on the table earlier.

Seriate...

Bismillah....

Be assured that the heart belongs to God... The unexpected scenario might be the best course for us.

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