Died Marriage

CHAPTER 87 LEFT FOR MARRIAGE

"You don't need to know where I got the truth about you."

Lanri tightly grasped the file she was holding. "Stop bothering me. I am a higher-up, just like you said. And I'm not stupid like the one in your crab brain."

Nazeera stared intently at the woman, "Stop coming at me to admit that you are the wife of my husband. I could have ruined your reputation at any time."

Glug

Lanri gulped down her own saliva, "Sa-I just want to know how the wife of the bingo." Obviously nervous.

Prak

Nazeera hit the table unknowingly.

Bing

"Miss?" Call a baritone. Seeing Nazeera hit the man's desk, he walked over to Lanri.

"What did you do to Miss Nazeera?" Dedi immediately strangled Lanri's neck.

Lanri tried to escape the man's grip. He held onto Dedi's increasingly powerful hand holding onto him.

"Madei?!" Nazeera. "You could've killed him." After wiping off the rest of her tears.

Dedi did not care, his blood was boiling, the color of his eyes reddened showing that he was angry.

"Enough!" Shouted Nazeera kicking Dedi.

Aww

Complain about the man. Automatically, the handle slipped off at Lanri's neck.

Uhuk uhuk uhuk

Lanri held her neck. The color turns red with pain.

"Why did you get here?"

"Miss?" Lirih Dedi's.

Isn't Dedi a hero now? Come at the right time to teach a lesson to the woman who made her cry. But why did the lady defend the woman.

"What?" Tukas Nazeera. "And you too why did you get here? Didn't my apartment lock up?"

"Miss? Did you forget? The incident a few days ago traumatized me to the point of creating a backup key. I'm afraid she's gonna do the same thing to me." Obviously Dedi was a little scared because he was presumptuous. He held the calf from Nazeera's kick.

"And in the end it really happened again." Mumbled further.

Brug

Nazeera kicked Dedi's ass until the man fell.

Aww

Nazeera folded her hands in front of her chest. "Why do you always cross your line? Huh uh?"

Stacy tried to stand. Shame must exist, especially when seeing the offenders, or the servants are the center of attention. He is like a husband who is adulterous or a husband who is afraid of his wife. There was no fight every time Nazeera hit him.

Dedi saw Lanri's lips blooming with a smile. Looking left and right, it was not just Lanri, even the others were laughing at me. Fates become subordinates.

Dedi rubbed his chest, "I'm sorry miss. But this is also an order from master Tamar." He said as decently as possible. Trying to control the anger as well as the shame he felt.

Nazeera snorted, it turned out that this brother was very possessive. The woman blew the tip of her veil.

***

Tok tok tok tok

"Good morning, Miss!" Sapa Lika's.

Lika placed a cup of tea on Nazeera's table.

"Miss, today there will be a meeting at the restaurant as well as lunch with the client."

Nazeera stopped her finger dancing on the keyboard.

"Can't Dedi just come?"

"Master can miss. Because the master of Juventus wants to introduce his son to you."

This is the reason why Nazeera does not want to be an office entrepreneur. He prefers his boutique which he has managed for several years.

Both Nazeera's hands held his head. Both elbows are resting on the table. He looked down deeply, nothing more beautiful than our loved ones could still breathe. Jaya has everything she entrusted to Nazeera (treasure). But that didn't give her peace.

Longs

Longs

Longs

and

Longs.

That's Nazeera's heart. He looked at a ring. Wanting to repeat happiness a few months ago, but that is impossible.

"Are you okay, Miss?" Worry Lika.

Nazeera shook her head quickly. "All right, I'll be there."

"Miss? Are you okay?" Dedi glanced at the rearview car.

"Yes." Yeah." In short.

Within 20 minutes, the car had arrived. "The ded?" Call Nazeera before Dedi gets out of the car.

"Yes, Miss." Dedi glanced back to the rearview mirror.

"Pretend to be my lover later."

Glug

Dedi glared, he immediately looked back.

"Ma-makaud miss?" Nervous Dedi. Afraid that it is known by Tamar and all of you she is also afraid to be her meal because of misunderstanding.

Nazeera stared hard at Dedi. "I-I mean, emm..." Dedi scratched his head, "I mean, I can't miss."

"Come on, just this time. So that the master of Juventus would stop to introduce myself to his son. I'm so lazy about this."

Nazeera leaned her body in the car job waiting for an answer. Cancelling the cooperation with Mr. Juvwntus would have hurt Jaya's company during her startup.

"Sorry my lady can't, it'll make me presumptuous." The reason. He was afraid of Tamar.

"I'd rather have your salary last a year than I have to beg in front of you." Sorry to open the car door.

"Miss..." Dedi. He soon caught up with the woman.

The human mind knows no self. My life is at stake here. I hope Mr. Tamar's spies aren't here.

Dedi glanced left and right. As if looking for someone.

S**maybe there is no.

"Miss?"

Nazeera. "Don't call me that." Pekik Nazeera hit hard on the man's chest.

God, this is a man's blow what's a woman? Really sick.

His mind rubbed the marks of the blow.

"Follow my orders, I'll introduce you as my lover."

Resignedly. Not good enough to get the status of a lover from a widow miliader. He is also the younger brother of Tamar.

Foolh!!! Fuck all that. I'd better play myself as best I can in front of mister Juventus.

Long struggled with thoughts, apparently their steps have arrived at the table orders mister Juventus.

"Good day, Miss." Greetings to Juventus.

Nazeera simply replied with a smile.

"Good night, sir." Sapa Dedi felt unregulated. They sat down in an empty place.

The table consists of four chairs. He sat down next to Nazeera. He himself thought, how do I perform the role? Does he have to introduce himself even if he is not asked? Or wait for Nazeera to introduce herself.

"Ekhem." Dedi berdehem mwnghelilkan awkwardness in him.

"Meet me, my lover and his fiancee no-." Nazeera stared hard at Dedi. "Ekhem, the Beloved of Nazeera. I'm just in the habit of calling her Miss during working hours. So my tongue is a little bit muddy."

Mr. Javentus is investigating Dedi. "Didn't you have a son sir? Where's she? Why did you come alone?" Pertanhaan Dedi bertubi to distract the Juventus master.

"She's coming soon." Drifting clocks.

*No

Tak

Un*

The sound of footsteps was clearly heard in the silence. Dedi turned to the source of the shoe's voice. Unknowingly he was shivering. Nazeera focused on the flat object in her hand.

Mr. Juventus realised someone was coming, he smiled. "He's my son, Aldebaran."

Deg

That was the sound of Dedi's heart, not because of falling in love but rather the shock of what he saw.

Nazeera who had been focused immediately turned her head when she found out that someone had been sitting in front of her.

Deg

Not felt, the tears of the woman dripped. His hands were cold. He stared unblinkingly.

Seriate....

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