
Aram was silent he looked deeply into the dark eyes of Amara who was also looking back at him in the same position.
sir
Amara slaps Aram's cheek slowly.
"do I have to behave like ****** like your lover****hah*****? " amara said in a low voice.
"For you to always be by my side hmm." continued Amara.
Aram was silent but the look on his face had begun to change, which had calmed down now seemed to be getting upset.
"I'm tired of it. I always have to change myself again. This is not me, this is not the Amara I used to be, I used to be a free girl and for your sake I want to be held captive in this golden cage." said Amara released her hand from Aram's cheek.
Amara took three steps back and pulled her hair until her hair was tangled.
"It's not me, it's not me" said Amara shaking her head with her hands still in her hair.
The upset feeling that had filled Aram's heart immediately changed with the worried look of Amara.
Aram approaches and hugs Amara, Aram's hand tries to remove Amara's hand from her hair.
"SILENCE!!!" shout Amara.
"I felt that when my mother died, Amara, who had also been taken by her, left Amara, full of fear here." tears began to flow down Amara's cheeks.
"The romance that when she is happy but haunted by the fear of abandonment, Amara whose whole life depends on you, Amara whose even nature alone must fit your criteria."
"I don't mean ak.." Aram's speech was immediately cut off.
"Shut up! for now let me take out my heart." said Amara gesturing for Aram to be silent.
Amara took a deep breath and exhaled.
"your lover always sends me pictures of your love, photos of cuddling with a bathrobe with a sweet smile that you show in front of the glass. After looking at the photo I feel that the affair here is me because even taking pictures like that we never and you repeatedly take pictures with him like that."
"What should I do? it was always my mind, I was always afraid to act, afraid if you didn't like what I was doing and compared me to your lover. My confidence is gone, I feel like I'm the one who's always afraid to step up."
"can I be jealous? if I'm jealous you'll be angry too?"amara's tears are growing.
"Smuck it feels like mas. When I was jealous butai by you with the reason of misunderstanding, you did violence as well as me and even him, Asa is still in my stomach."point Amara at asa who is asleep on the bed.
"I can just shut up and beg to apologize to you while now.."long breath sounded from Amara.
"You're just apologizing and stubbornly you're requiring me to believe your words with evidence that even I heard myself."
Aram took his eyes off Amara, knowing it was his fault.
"And I don't think my ears are deaf to hear your hot kisses" Amara continued.
"Sorry."
Amara again held Aram's cheek and forced Aram to look back at him.
"divorce me mas."
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