Double-role

CHAPTER 64 (Season 2)

Hanging a relationship is not easy. Sometimes it causes deep wounds and causes pain.

Every heartbreaking event that has ever been pulled over in life has become His storyline. God is the best and greatest screenwriter. Whatever happened was well calculated. It is not wrong to shed tears to relieve pain and do not complain.

Patience and confidence become the goal to live a life full of mystery. It is not necessary to hate or demand that someone follow their wishes. All there is a measure of each stay living it well.

Last night being a thug at the thought of all the turmoil, it wasn't easy to be in his current position. Alina must be strong for her baby and give her best.

This afternoon the sky was so bright, white clouds were marching over a stretch of blue as wide as the eye could see. Occasionally a cool breeze is present accompanying the solitude of Alina who is in a cafe near the company of her husband.

He sat outside and enjoyed his cold drink. For ten minutes he stayed there and occasionally looked at the building next door.

Not long after someone he wanted to meet out. Alina hurried up and ran over to him.

"Yasmine?" call quickly.

Yasmin turned her head to find the wife of her co-worker, a sweet smile fluttering as their eyes collided.

"Yes, um, Mrs Alina?" his reply.

"Can we talk?" pinta Alina later.

Yasmin looked down at the circular watch on her left arm then looked back at Alina. "Em, it seems like I can't, I should immediately go to the meeting in the east of the city."

Alina gave a short nod when she saw Yasmin who was about to step foot. However, his words made the woman go silent stiffly.

"Jasmin .. She's your twin sister, right?" Alina turned her head, her ranum lips curving perfectly with a sharp gaze pointing at the person next to her.

Yasmin's head turned slowly, her bead widened with her mouth slightly open.

"W-what are you saying?" tanyanya nervous.

"Jasmin Zakkiyah, born December 12, 198* from the family of mining businessman Zibran. He graduated from the famous University in the capital and became a fashion designer ... Jasmin Zakkiyah is the proud son of the family with his brilliant achievements. He was able to get various awards both abroad and domestically. Honey ... she must-" Alina paused her speech and leaned forward right next to Yasmin's right ear. He whispered there making the owner widen both eyes.

Yasmin's heart beat too fast and then turned to look at Alina who again threw a meaningful smile. The interior designer clenched both hands to withstand the turmoil in the chest.

"What do you want from me?" askalanya.

Alina pulled away again and took a few steps back. They do not care about people passing on the sidewalk.

The two looked at each other throwing seriousness and purpose in each other. Alina who struggles to keep her family and Yasmin with her own reasons.

Yasmin was dumbstruck, her tongue was a mute she could not say a word. He knows that he is dealing with someone who is not easy. She thought Alina was a woman who could be easily lied to and fooled. However, the woman was sharper than her shadow.

"No need to read my movements, this is proof that women who have been hurt are not easy to play with. You guys got into our household wrong. I-" Alina pointed to herself. "I'm the host and I'll decide what game you give me." The mocking smile present made Yasmin snort.

"Do you think by talking like that I'm afraid? Until my goals are met then everything will never end" he replied.

Alina chuckled softly then took one step forward and rightly stared at the ash-laced bead of her opponent.

"Please .. please play as much. Just so you know, women who have been disappointed will not be the same again. Of love? You sure Azam loves you? He only sees you as Jasmin's replacement. ah, you don't love him either. You ... just use it to avenge that pain." Alina continued to provoke.

Yasmin again widened her gaze. He did not expect to have misjudged an Alina. When he first saw her in the photo, he thought Azam's wife was an innocent woman who could be played with so easily. He did not know if now his secrets began to be revealed one by one.

However, there was something behind the nagging gaze given. Yasmin realized that the power of a mother and wife was not to be underestimated, but she could not simply retreat. He was already wet and would swim to his destination.

"I don't care .. You want me to step back from our current situation? That's impossible, because-"

"Because you want to hurt her, right? Just like he ever hurt your heart. It's very clear, thanks for the cooperation ... Yasmin." - yasmin." Alina cut her words quickly.

He stepped up his legs while patting his shoulders slowly. "Ah, don't forget the day after we have an event at our company. Dandan is beautiful, make Azam enchanted and make Aqeela acknowledge you as her birth mother."

Alina snorted softly and directly walked out from before her. Yasmin turned the body looking at the figure getting further and further away.

His long hijab fluttered by the wind swept through his existence. Yasmin's two hands clenched firmly again with her chest up and down.

"So he knows the purpose of my arrival? What am I supposed to do? No, I can't just give up. I have to stick to the original plan" he growled.

...***...

Alina had already returned home and saw Aqeela sitting alone in the living room. A sweet smile fluttered on her beautiful face to draw closer towards the princess. However, before he sat down beside her, Aqeela's words stopped.

"What did Mamah do? I don't want to be close to Mamah."

The words were like arrows shot at the target. Alina did not expect that her smart girl had been instigated by Yasmin and Zara's words the other day.

"Alright, then Mamah prepare dinner first," said Alina.

"No need!" reply Aqeela slightly shouted. "Can't Mama just behave accordingly? I'm sick of seeing Mamah's kindness turn out to be fake" he continued and fled from there.

Alina could only sigh harshly at her disappearance. "Even eight-year-olds are easily provoked. O Allah strengthen the servant through everything .. I only want to give a good life for Raihan and Aqeela. I don't want them to grow up in a broken family. Losing the affection of father and mother is not easy to pass. I don't want Raihan or Aqeela to feel the same way as I do. Enough of me," he murmured.