Forced to Marry a Bad Fig

Crying in the darkness

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"Thank you Bang." Kirana commented on the sincere and sweetest smile. Still staring at Akbar's sleeping face. Something tickled his heart. That mask, can he peek at something behind it just a little bit?

Kirana swallowed the saliva, then got closer and her hands raised. Before his hand landed properly, Akbar's eyes opened and made Kirana squeal with perfectly rounded eyes.

He sat on the floor with his jaw open. Akbar knitted his brows. "Well?" the young man got up from his sleep and sat staring at his wife. The girl looked nervous and flushed. "Yeah kisser?"

Kirana blinked her eyes in disbelief. If another man may speak in a seductive tone, her own husband speaks in a cynical tone with a cold aura in every sentence that comes out of her husband's lips. Realizing, Kirana shook her head.

"No, no" he said quietly and sat on the same sofa. Right in front of Akbar. Kirana still looked down and did not dare to look at her husband.

"Udah, sleep there," Akbar kicked out while laying down his body again. He closed his eyes. A little open and see how his wife grumbled quietly while walking to the bed. A faint smile was seen on Akbar Giandra Bratajaya's face.

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Akbar's eyes blinked slowly. Get rid of the pillow that blocked his face. Because Kirana had to sleep with the lights on while she was the other way around. So, Akbar overcame it by covering his own face. Slowly, Akbar sat up. Sharpen hearing. Did he just dream or did he come from the real world?

Dor!!

Simultaneously, Kirana's voice also shrieked loudly. Electricity suddenly died and made Akbar jump in shock. Still with confusion over the noise and indistinct noise from the next room. He is still confused and confused about what really happened.

"Dragon!" cry Kirana with a stuck stuffing. Gaining consciousness, Akbar should have known he had calmed his own wife first. Quickly Akbar got closer to the bed. The extremely dark atmosphere made him sharpen his eyesight.

"Austenance!" Akbar hissed when his leg was hit by the foot of the bed. It made him lose his balance but fell right in front of the girl who was increasingly squealing. Akbar directly held onto Kirana's shoulder.

"Please!" kirana's voice was full of anger. For a moment the young man gasped. "Kira! it's me."

"Dragon!" Kirana immediately hit his body. Hugged it tightly. Akbar could feel that his wife's body was stiffening. Akbar rubbed his wife's back. Trying to bring calm. But not for long, the sound of the gunfire made them realize again.

"That's what Bang?" Kirana still drowned her face in the husband's chest. Akbar doesn't know what's going on. They were on the floor of a special VVIP guest. Is there a shooting here? and why didn't any hotel security come to them? The noise was like gunfire, the door being broken. This makes both husband and wife tense

"Let me check first." Akbar let go of the hug, but Kirana did not let go.

"Quiet Kirana." That's all Akbar can do. Hugged Kirana tightly while praying that they would be fine. Akbar vowed to report this to Abi. How could something like this happen?

A few moments later. That noise was already inaudible. But the electricity is still off and Kirana is still scared. "Kirana." Akbar said while trying to take off a hug. But for whatever reason, Kirana still didn't let go.

"I can't breathe" he said slowly. He felt his hands and back numb. Sitting face to face and hugging each other is not a comfortable position. "No way," said Kirana while tightening his arms.

"You're rejuvenating huh?" Kirana silence. "Open Kirana's eyes. No papa," Akbar persuaded slowly. Then he let go of the hug quietly. This time, Kirana did not refuse. The man got out of bed. But a hug from behind made him quiet. Akbar freezes.

No words came out of Kirana. Only the more obvious is heard. Akbar turned and hugged her. Go back to the bed and take the wife to the lap. Be now hugging in a more comfortable position.

In a very close position like this, Akbar can clearly smell the scent of the wife's body. The sweet smell of stroberry. Then the light flashed and Akbar sighed again. He lowered his head and looked at Kirana who was still drowning her face in the chest. Akbar clucked in annoyance.

Why the hell is the light on?

Say no, huh?

Kirana seems to be starting to realize that the lights are on. He looked up and his gaze was struck on the pair of sharp eyes that were staring at him deeply. For a moment, their gazes locked onto each other. A knock at the door distracts me. The two men looked at him simultaneously. Still sculpting and the sound there is no longer a knock but a pounding.

Akbar immediately pulled Kirana down from the bed and hid behind a long sofa. "So the gunshots, wasn't Bang? How about Bratajaya family hotel? there's electricity dead now there's also a knock on that door!" grunts Kirana slow. Akbar glanced at her glance with an annoyed snort. Now the shitty Kirana has returned. That pretty face still looks messy. Red nose and cheeks that look tear marks.

Brak!!

Akbar and Kirana stiffened. Kirana vows to sue for divorce and sue her husband's own family hotel. If anything happens to her.

"Accbar? Kirana?"

Eh? the panic, I think I know.

Then, Akbar's voice resuscitated Kirana.

"O Allah Abi!" Kirana spontaneously wanted to stand up. But Akbar stopped him.

"Udah, sit there! Abi is like any other man." Kirana understands. Now he is wearing pajamas and not hijab.

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