Died Marriage

Box

Three days later, Nazeera was released. His condition is stable. Drastic changes experienced by Nazeera such as weight loss, as well as the vocabulary. He spoke only as necessary.

Tok tok tok tok

The security guard opened a small box that only showed his face.

"Sorry, who are you?"

The guard at the mansion was further tightened by Tamar. He was worried that the incident that befell Jaya had something to do with Nazeera. He found out who was behind all this, without telling his sister.

"Sa-I'm Asyah, sir. Miss Nazeera's assistant."

The guard furrowed his brows, 'Miss'. Then he doesn't know if Madame Nazeera is married.

The inner guard.

"I'm sorry... Please wait here." The guard then closed the small box again.

Tok tok tok tok

"Excuse me, Madam. Outside there are guests who want to meet. Called Asya. Do you want to see him." Ask the guard behind the door.

"No." His word.

"All right, madam."

"Ask him if my phone is held by bang Tamar." Shouted Nazeera again.

The guard sauntered away after hearing the order. Nazeera herself was puzzled as to why her brother was so possessive, even a cell phone she was holding.

"Sorry, Miss. Madam didn't want to meet anyone, she wanted to rest. Oia, a message from Mrs Nazeera that her phone is in Mr. Tamar's possession."

Hah, why is Mba Nazeera so hard to come across these last few days. The shop needed him. If this is the way, it means I'm again donk who dropped a finger.

The Asyah's inner grievances.

Beep

Beep

Beep

Along with that, the car kleskon reads like to cross into the fence. Quickly, the guard opened the fence when he found out his master had come.

Tamar's window slightly opened, until Asyah who saw it immediately trembled. His hands were cold, he was trying to keep his position from falling.

Tamar who was focusing on driving without caring about someone who was standing near the fence.

Brakes

The car door was closed when Tamar came down. He turned his head for a moment to the fence, then continued to step inside the door. When he arrived at the door he was like knowing the figure of a woman standing from there.

The sound of the car being ready to be moved into the trunk of the car by the waiter made those who were equally stunned.

The fence was closed, Asyah was still in place. He tried to calm himself in surprise. Tamar enters the house, without much of who the woman is.

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One month later...

Nazeera now lives in Jaya's apartment. She still does not think that Jaya is dead, her little heart always says that she is alive.

Tamar actually forbids it, but Nazeera's stubbornness is frayed, so she inevitably agrees to her wishes on the condition that guards or bodyguards must always be by her side.

Like standing guard at the apartment door and escorting her wherever she is. A CCTV was also installed in the apartment.

"Jay, I miss you." Nazeera turned the ring embedded in her finger.

Nazeera walks towards Jaya's dressing room. He touched each one of the clothes hanging.

He took a shirt. She remembers the shirt she wore during a visit to Amma's house.

The woman grunted her sense of smell on the shirt, hoping that the body odor attached to the shirt would remove the longing in her heart.

I became a young widow. Jaya, why are you so stupid? I realized that I loved you when you left me. Please come back and I will confess my feelings to you.

Nazeera's eyes were fixed on a tightly closed box.

"Auntie..." Call Nazeera.

"Yes lady. Can I help you?"

"Box in Jaya's closet, do you know how to open it?"

"Owh, it's only Mr. Jaya who knows the madam."

"Thank you, thank you."

Seriate...

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