Died Marriage

CHAPTER 70 LEFT FOR MARRIAGE

"Good night, sir." Greet the guards guarding the apartment.

Chequelek

The door opened startling Hena who had just walked out.

"Astagfirulah..." He held a shocked heart. "Tuaade. Shock me!"

Want to be angry afraid of being stabbed.

"Where are you going, Bi?" Ask Tamar without feeling guilty.

"Anu den, go home. The lady told me to go home."

Tamar snorted, it seemed like her sister had indeed to come out in the world of grief.

"Thank you, Bi."

Tamar enters followed by Dedi. Feeling followed by someone, Tamar turned her head. "Ded, you better go home too."

Dedi bowed, "Okay, sir."

The atmosphere was already quiet, with a worried heart, Tamar knocked on the door of the sister's room.

"Aawwww." Nazeera grumbled to her forehead. "Abang!!!" Said glaring. "Fly, knock it on the door, not on the forehead." Nazeera seemed to want to cry, holding the ringing.

"You're wrong." Kill Tamar ketus.

"What's up here, bang?" Nazeera asked no less tightly while rubbing her forehead.

Plaques

Tamar pinned Nazeera's forehead. "Have a seat first, or give me something cake, what cake." Sindir Tamar headed straight for the sofa.

"I'm not a grandfather." Nazeera Selah. "Bi Hena is home. If you want, take it in the kitchen." Nazeera followed Tamar's steps towards the sofa.

"It can go down my director's image to the kitchen to prepare his own food."

Nazeera stared cynically, absolutely right. At the mansion, Tamar and herself never touched the kitchen.

"It will not come down to your image bang, because of bad habits during sleep I keep and close tightly."

Nazeera raised both her legs on the sofa while playing mobile phone.

"Zee..." Tamar grumbled her teeth.

"Hem." The answer is still the same focus of the phone.

Tamar breathed a rough breath, it seemed like her annoying soul had returned to her.

"Zee..." Repeat Tamar.

"What the hell is bang?!" Unfortunately, he still did not take his eyes off the phone.

"Susu Zee's... If people talk about it in the eye!" Tamar said frankly.

Nazeera still remains focused on the phone, making Tamar growled and snorting at her sister's attitude.

"You're ready to go to country X." Although it is heavy to let go of the departure of the sister, but what can be done.

Nazeera turned his head. "Haha. Brother if you want to joke, controlled."

Nazeera laughed, because before marriage until after marriage, he was still restrained by his brother. He thought it was a joke, but not funny!

"Abang's right?!" Nazeera stopped laughing and stared fixedly at the person near her.

Tamar nodded. "I don't like to repeat, Zee."

Nazeera snorted, apparently his brother was still not able to distinguish at home and in the office.

"This isn't an office, bang. Kidding with napa. Missing his cold attitude." Nazeera leaned on the sofa. "Pantesan aja Ayu dinggalin you, bang." Mumbled further.

Suddenly Nazeera remembered about the photo she got in the box.

It's possible that by going to country X, I can find out who the woman and the baby are.

"Alright, bang. I'm going to country X. But..."

"Then, be prepared. You're leaving with Dedi."

Tuh... Even to country X was still restrained by Brother.

Inner Nazeera was disappointed, she herself felt unbelievable when the people of Tamar were still following her.

"Go ahead."

"Don't drink first, bang?" Ask Nazeera.

"If it's nawarin, it's not that cake." Ketus Tamar, because her sister offers something without moving in a comfortable position in the kitchen. "Other times, you want to nawarin something at the beginning, not at the end." Continued reminded.

"You go to the kitchen and take something brother, just nawarin." Tamar shook her head with the mindset of her sister.

"Kan Abang has his own hands and feet, if you want to drink directly to the kitchen just bang." Nazeera's reply was fierce.

"It can be down to my image, Zee, to the kitchen."

"Wrong'. Hands and feet do not work?! Works right?!"

"That's it." Tamar stands.

I better go home for a break.

"You must not dwell too long in sorrow. Brother doesn't like." Tamar rubbed her sister's head before leaving.

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