Forced Bound Marriage Heir

Nayla obedient

A threat so frightening even looms over his head if Alex recklessly makes him and his life worse than this and makes him choose suicide with his son rather than having to live with his son.

Nayla couldn't imagine it.

People with groups and even have everything that makes Nayla annoyed also afraid simultaneously.

Wanting to retaliate but, he had no power to want to say it but, Nayla was afraid of getting worse trouble.

Nayla looked at Alex's face still on it with tears that continued to flow maybe her ears also wet with tears.

"I'll go, I'll follow everything you want but, please don't touch father or Abduh I beg you."

"Did? It depends on your attitude and your attitude, if you dare to step again with your strange and crazy decisions," he said, stopping as he looked out the window right next to Nayla's bed.

Then she looked at Nayla with a smile and brought her aunt closer to Nayla's left ear.

"I will carry a head complete with what you have to see, I will not play with my decisions or my words, Nayla."

Nayla came back crying without a sound but, her tears just kept flowing.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I beg you, Sir please help me, I understand and do not continue to awaken me, I understand."

There is a sense of boundless tightness and fear. Alex still holds hands. Nayla and feeling how wet and trembling Nayla's tanga even her body looked like it was shaking in fear.

Alex was speechless looking at the face of nayla who stared sideways by continuing to cry even occasionally pulling in snot so as not to fall exposed to bed sheets.

"Based on a liar, stop your drama." Alex unfeelingly said that and got up from Nayla and took her coat and locked the door and walked out of the room.

Alex changed his happy expression with his gloomy face. Alex went to the bathroom and washed his hands in the sink.

"Sad... The drama! I won't pity." His voice sounded soft while washing his hands as well as his face.

Nayla rubbed her tears and held back then adjusted her breathing to fix her sad face.

He really hated the situation he and Alex were in at the same time.

"Why did he always say the thing that made me remember my wounds, why he always dominated me so much and he was too creepy earlier, I could even just cry and be quiet."

Nayla was upset and completely blamed herself. Nayla looked at the mirror and tidied her hair as well as her face.

Alex came into the living room and looked at Dipto with a flat gaze.

"If everything is done and I also have a sudden business I have to go," he said calmly and on the side of his friendly face, saying goodbye to Nayla's father.

Dipto looked at Alex and smiled cunningly.

Alex ignored him not even seeing Dipto greeting him and looking at him cunningly.

"I'll wait for him in the car to ask him to come right away if in ten minutes no one will come my man will pick him up."

"Yes.. Sir, Sure."

The sound of footsteps from within approached.

"Let's go back." Nayla said it herself and looked at all the family as well as Alex there who was standing sideways in front of her.

"Oh, thank you for visiting."

Alex nods and leads Nayla out of the house after Nayla kisses her father and mother's hands.

"It hurts!" Pulling his hand again as the hand grips increasingly uncomfortable on his wrist.

"You get in another car." The driver gets out and lets Alex board his car and takes Nayla alone with him.

"Lake in!" Pressing his tone with a sharp gaze at once.

Nayla got into the car sitting quietly and using her own seat belt.

Alex got in the car and sat down.

Damn why he tied his hair, his bath stared at the street with emotion.

Alex continued to act like nothing happened, however Nayla chose to quietly look out the window and refute her chin.

Alex and Nayla are both silent and busy with their respective concentrations and focuses.

"You know if you can't get out why do you keep trying?"

"You said I could do whatever I wanted but, I can't get out of that house if I'm not with you then who's weird here."

Alex quiet.

"I know wrong!" Emotion suppression.

Alex immediately drove his car fast and then reduced the speed and then tight again to the road on the vehicle.

"You can come out who's helping you?"

"I don't know maybe my luck, why?"

"You!" Anxious Alex because Nayla always answered in an unheard tone.

"I know you're going out but, you should know that I don't let you do it either."

Nayla was silent and lowered her head.

Alex looked ahead and then felt lonely looking to the side turned Nayla down with a sad face silenced mouth.

He turned the steering wheel towards the cemetery where both his parents were buried.

Alex gets off the parked car and pulls Nayla down to dance and drags her to one of the Garendra family meals where her mother and father Alex's headstone is also Razefian.

"See." Throw it down with both hands holding the body above the ground. Nayla saw a gravestone bearing the name of a person and a next-door gravestone with Garendra's last name.

"Imagine if you were there how you felt when you couldn't save themI'd have to kill you now so you know and understand how you feel."

"I don't understand, Alex... Why do I need to know they're far away, your past can't come back."

Alex stared at nayla's face with her eyes red and wet.

"Are you saying you can't go back, but, their memories are so vividly reminiscent of mine that you're so easy to tell me and judge me as bad as you want, well, I'm bad but, uh, I'm so easy to tell, See what your father and Abduh have done, what can be called a man?"

"They're different they're human!"

Alex chuckles.

"My mother was willing to get shot several times for me and my sister and my father was willing to die horribly for me and my sister and grandmother who almost got shot were also killed at that time."

Nayla shed tears.

He really did not know if everything became like this so severe their actions. Whether this is an essay or not but, Alex can not he trust completely and Nayla easily interpret the expression of someone who is depressed or cornered when he wants.

Looking at the expression of father and Abdullah at that time Nayla understood very well if this was very deep in her problem and the angry face of Alex that she was forced to but, he also did not want if not revenge but, but, he still looks with an unbearable heart.

The two went home leisurely when they got home Nayla stepped in with her face down from the moment at Nayla's grave unable to speak at all when it was so painful that Alex's story was showing.

"Alexes.. You can help me for a minute." Darma gives the map red and Nayla walks by the stairs but, instead, meets Grandma.

Grandma stared cynically at herself from top to bottom. His gaze was very sharp and unreadable. Grandma looked at Alex who was talking to Darma.

Stopping Nayla Suddenly. When she looked, Nayla looked at her fearfully misbehaving.