Getting Married to a Cruel Man

Pill KB

Ayla's confession had no effect. Mirza's love for Lunara could not be shifted just like that, even though the meritorious at that time was Ayla, still the port of her heart Lunara. The girl who first opened the door of her heart and stayed there. 

But he salutes Ayla who attaches more importance to friendship than to her love. 

Not getting a positive response, Ayla chose to leave, maybe not the time to occupy Lunara's place. It takes time and patience to take the place of a friend. 

"Close door!" mirza's word was on Erkan who was pecking at the side of the door. 

Leaning his back on his seat of greatness, his head looked up at the ceiling of his room. 

It turns out that women are the same. They will do anything to get a loved one. 

Laughs inwardly remembering the story of Lunara and Ayla who both loved her. 

Mirza smiled to herself. No one knows what he thinks except God. 

Erkan could not even guess the way his master thought. Its togetherness during this time is only a business affair, not personal or read the contents of the heart. 

Maybe because of Ayla. 

Glanced at Mirza and saw the clock in his hand. 

"It's time to go home, sir." 

Giving a cue to Mirza who seemed to forget the time. 

Today Mirza canceled her meeting with Izi to hear a silly story from Ayla. It turns out that his love story is complicated, only Mirza does not care about it. 

Mirza moved from her seat. Grab a suit and wear it. Tidying up his appearance and then coming out. Mirza was sitting in the back seat, suddenly Mr. Bahadir's words crossed her slightly tired brain. 

"Stop at the pharmacy, buy this!"

Showing pictures obtained from the internet. 

What is the Pill, for whom?

Ask in the heart. His eyes looked at Mirza's terrifying face. Keeps a million riddles Erkan doesn't understand. 

Erkan tried to drive his car quietly, although his heart was a little worried by Mirza's orders, at least he had to find out first. 

Erkan's car stopped at the pharmacy yard. He went down and went inside. 

 

"What do you want to buy, sir?" ask the waiter kindly. 

Erkan turned his head, looking at the mothers standing beside him. It appears that the woman is choosing a pregnancy test and also contraception for a man. 

Why did Mr. Mirza choose the pill, why not in the bird sheath? grumbling in the heart. Were it not for the ingrained respect and obedience, Erkan would not have been able to carry out such a shameful order. 

This was the most ludicrous order for Erkan. In her entire life only Mirza dared to drop her pride. 

The woman in front of Erkan stared confusedly.

Is he thinking of me.

 

Too confident to see Erkan's good looks are above average. 

"Sorry, Sir. What are you buying?" ask the waiter again. 

Erkan faced his phone screen in front of the woman. Shows a picture of the item he will buy. 

"Kb's pills?" Saying loudly so as to make Erkan's face blush red. 

Another visitor looked at Erkan with a strange look. Someone laughed tickled.

"Sir is young, why should his wife take the Pill?"

Erkan's face was doused in the water of the comberan. The shame up to the ubun, for whatever sake Mirza really makes it die of lice. Lowering his degree as a haughty secretary. 

Ahem 

Erkan. Tidying up his tie put on his cold face again. 

"This, sir." 

Erkan immediately took it. Give a piece of money and then leave, not heeding the voice of the waiter who wants to hand over the change. 

On the way to the car, Erkan continued to grumble in annoyance. His lips were like a spell. 

"It's Mr." Erkan handed the pill to Mirza and drove back to the car. 

Silence, there was no talk whatsoever between Mirza and Erkan. They were fighting with each other's brains 

Does Mr Mirza want to do that with Haira? terka Erkan, looking at Mirza from the reflection of the hanging rearview. 

But it was written in the agreement that Mr. Mirza would not touch Haira. He just wanted revenge on the girl. 

Sssstt

Erkan suddenly stepped on the brake when a motor passed in front of him, because thinking about the pill kb, he could not focus on a fairly solid road. 

"You want to kill yourself, huh?" said Mirza, stroking her forehead that hit the back of the seat. 

Erkan could only accept his Master's nagging, continuing his car's pace at a moderate pace. 

At home 

Mirza stepped gontai into her luxurious home. His eyes went around every corner of the room, nothing different, many servants passing by carrying out their activities. 

Naina welcomes her arrival, taking Mirza's sandals off the shelf. 

Where is that woman? 

Mirza sat on the sofa in the middle room. Various treats have decorated the table, but there is something strange, of all the servants, Mirza did not find Haira. 

Is he sleeping?

Mirza furrowed her brows remembering the cctv that was rotated earlier this morning. Unexpectedly, Haira dared to go against her notoriously arrogant cousin. 

"What do you want for dinner tonight?" 

Bi Enis stood beside the sofa. 

"Whatever, Auntie. Isn't that Haira's job? Why does the aunt ask, what is her responsibility as a wife?"

Wanting to ask Haira's whereabouts, Mirza is embarrassed and undoes her intentions. Grasping the pill Erkan bought again and then went into the room.

Mirza opened the pill. Read the writing carefully. He didn't want his seed planted in the womb of a poor woman like Haira, that's how he thought. 

"You dare to deal with me, that means you must be prepared to bear the consequences." Smiling cunningly. 

Grabbing his phone and calling the secretary. 

"Take Haira to my room, right now." 

Mirza stripped all her clothes on the side of the bed. He entered the bathroom in a plain state without cloth. Without closing the door he flushed all over his body under the shower. 

Either what else was planned, this time it really made Erkan confused. 

Erkan knocked on Haira's room door. Within seconds, the girl opened the door. 

"You're told to go to Mr. Mirza's room right now" Erkan said, as Mirza ordered by telephone. 

Haira ran small towards Mirza's room. The door opened slightly, he immediately entered without knocking. 

The sound of water rattling was clearly heard from the direction of the bathroom. Haira looked at Mirza's clothes that were lying on the floor. Pick it up one by one and put it in a dirty basket. 

"I know you're in my room." The baritone voice surprised Haira who looked dreamy. 

"Hurry over here! Get soap!" pinta Mirza in a loud voice. 

What the fuck, why would he tell me to go to the bathroom, if he's naked how?

Deg deg deg 

Haira's heartbeat is not bad, he can not imagine if the holy eyes must be stained with Mirza's body which is certainly perfect. 

"Hurry up!" mirza's yelling made Haira flinch. 

"I. yes, sir." 

Haira walked hesitantly closer to the bathroom door. His hands trembled as one of his feet stepped in. Just one step, a burly hand pulled his body from the side.