Forced to Marry a Husband

How do I ask for a divorce?

Suddenly Nayla hears her phone ringing, Nayla immediately picks up her phone from her pants pocket and sees the name of the contact who called her.

As soon as she saw the name of the contact who called her, Nayla immediately looked at Denis with a hard to interpret gaze.

"What's the matter, baby?" denis asked while looking at Nayla with a questioning look and also confused with Nayla's gaze like that to her.

"Who called you?" ask Denis again.

"As she called me, I have to get home now, this might be a good time to ask for a divorce from her" Nayla said, looking at Denis.

Denis smiled happily upon hearing Nayla's words, Denis nodded while gently stroking Nayla's hair.

"You be careful, baby" Denis said.

Nayla nodded her head.

"Yes," said Nayla, then immediately left the restaurant with a happy feeling. It feels like he wants to get divorced from Devan and live happily with Denis who will recognize himself as a wife and also want to accept his fetus. When pregnant like this, Nayla really needs the attention of her husband.

Just out of the restaurant suddenly Nayla's phone again rang, Nayla immediately saw the name of the contact who called her, once she saw Devan's name, Nayla immediately picked up a phone call from Devan.

"Hello sir, what did you call so many times?" nayla asked with mixed feelings, afraid of Devan, but the decision to ask for a divorce had Nayla think carefully,, Nayla also feels Devan will agree because if they divorce of course Devan will never be found out, and also no longer need Devan feel burdened for having two wives.

"Where are you, Nayla?" devan asked, Devan had already gone back to his house to get his car, and now Devan was out the gate while driving his car.

"I exist..," Nayla is confused to answer whether to be honest or not if she is currently outside not in the house.

"Where are you?" ask Devan again.

"I'm now outside of Mister, again" answered Nayla, choosing to be honest despite feeling a little afraid because hearing Devan ask her was quite different.

"Oh outside, send your address now I'll be there," Devan said again pretending not to know the whereabouts of Nayla, when in fact he had heard all the talk of Nayla and Denis.

Devan's lips smiled as soon as he saw Nayla had sent the address where she was now.

From a distance Devan sees Nayla standing waiting for him, Devan immediately stops his car right in front of Nayla and immediately opens the car door from the inside.

"Come in," Devan ordered.

"Sir, I'm sitting in the back," Nayla said as soon as Devan told her to sit in the front right next to Devan, Nayla really felt bad for Jessica, and she was,, because the seat was Jessica's seat, Devan's wife was getting recognition from someone else.

"Quickly enter Nayla," Devan orders again with a cold facial expression while looking at Nayla.

Nayla no longer denied that Nayla got into Devan's car and sat right next to Devan,, Nayla did not want to trigger a quarrel between them considering they were outside right now and also seeing Devan's cold facial expression made Nayla put her shoulders in horror for a moment.

Once in the car immediately Devan drove his car again, no conversation happened between them, they were busy with their own thoughts, until Devan finally parked his car in a mall.

"Sir, do you want to buy something?" nayla asked while looking at Devan with puzzled eyes.

Nayla realized that she was now in the largest mall in her city.

"Down," said Devan again and got out of the car. Nayla follows Devan's orders.

Devan then immediately walked into the Mall, then momentarily returned and clasped Nayla's hand to come with him.

Again Nayla is completely confused when Devan takes her to a jewelry store. Nayla looked at Devan with eyes filled with astonishment.

Nayla casually asks Devan, now that Nayla feels her life is no more burden since Denis says he will marry her, Nayla only wants talak, Nayla,, then Nayla would go and marry the man who loved her and Nayla loved.

Devan was silent as he walked in Nayla's hand.

"Show me the latest expenditure necklace that is simple but good," Devan told one of the salespeople.

Devan is not able to afford Nayla expensive jewelry, Devan is very able to buy Nayla expensive jewelry, and,, but Devan wants to keep Nayla from asking questions later if Nayla is seen wearing fancy and expensive jewelry, it will definitely raise suspicion.

"Let's choose one of them," said Devan while looking at Nayla who still looked confused.

Nayla again followed Devan's words. Nayla soon chooses although still confused by what Devan is doing. Nayla chooses a necklace that is simple, elegant, but looks very beautiful.

After paying, Devan then takes Nayla back to the car still holding Nayla's hand.

Nayla is confused about how to start talking to Devan about her desire to divorce without any dispute to Devan.

Nayla looks very nervous, "Mister I want to talk to you something important" said Nayla who looked very nervous let alone see the look of Devan's face was very cold.

Devan smiled coldly because he knew what Nayla wanted to say to him, Devan just kept quiet and immediately opened the jewelry box, then took the necklace and put it on Nayla's neck.

Nayla is surprised by what Devan does to her, Nayla just keeps quiet without speaking.

"When we got married, I just gave you a small dowry of money, and this is me giving you a necklace, just think of this as your dowry,," devan said while looking at the necklace that had been worn on Nayla's neck, the necklace looks very suitable in Nayla's wear.

"It's very pretty and fits around your neck" said Devan, then kissed Nayla's forehead very gently as if there was affection in the kiss.

Nayla is now staring with a sense of surprise, what Devan is doing now is very beyond Nayla's reasoning. How could Devan treat himself so gently at this moment.

"Take it," Devan said, giving Nayla an ATM card.

"What is this for, sir?" tanya Nayla did not understand while looking at the ATM card that was still in Devan's hand.

"You'll get your rights as my wife just like Jessica" Devan said, looking at Nayla.

"But Master I.." said Nayla hanging because Devan had cut Nayla's words more.

"Quick take," said Devan with a voice high enough, making Nayla immediately bowed to see the ATM card that is currently in his hands because Devan forced.

How do I ask for a divorce like this?" inner Nayla who was completely confused on how to start the conversation.

"Nayla?"

"Nayla,?" call Devan again but there is no answer.

"Nayla!!," called Devan in a high voice making Nayla flinch at Devan's voice.

"I.i.e., sir," said Nayla a little afraid.

"Call me mas when we're both," Devan said, not wanting to be denied, looking at Nayla.

Degh!!!