Getting Married to a Cruel Man

New York

Haira repeatedly advised Mirza to maintain a regular diet and rest. He continued to nag while stuffing some of the man's clothes into the suitcase. Do not forget to bring supplements that Mirza often drinks in times of fatigue.

"Let's get up!" Haira extended her hand towards Mirza who was still lying on the bed. She pulled up the blanket to reveal her body wearing only shorts. 

"The weather's very cold, but you're in the habit of not sleeping with your clothes on." 

Mirza chuckled, remembering her incredible struggle last night. Even Haira was able to serve him several rounds until it ended at three in the morning. Not expecting before leaving, he could enjoy his wife's body with satisfaction. 

"Usually when the husband comes home there is also a special welcome." Mirza got out of bed. Glanced at Haira who picked up her dirty clothes. 

"Yes, later I will tell Brother Nita to prepare a party for you" joked Haira as she looked at Mirza who kept following her movements from behind. 

"Not that." 

"Then?" Haira stopped her steps and turned around until her face collided with her husband's sexy chest. 

"Like last night, that's all I missed" Mirza whispered, clutching Haira's tiny body and peeling her forehead repeatedly. 

"Ready, Sir. Now please take a shower first, the time is up." Pushing Mirza's burly body until she arrived at the bathroom door. 

However, Mirza is reluctant to take it off and continues to tighten up that warming embrace. 

"Darling, later too late," persuaded Haira by giving a lip kiss, because that was the only weapon capable of making Mirza recite. 

"One more time in the bathroom" said Mirza, winking one eye. 

"No!" reject Haira firmly, push again strongly Mirza's body into the bathroom and then close the door. 

"This alone my bones crumpled, as if to ask once more. I'm a fuck," grumbled.

Kemal who was in Nita's arms cried bitterly when he saw Mirza was neat. He could not hold back his tears. Wailing with hands that continue to stretch towards the daddy. 

Forced Mirza to take over Kemal and embrace him affectionately.

"Daddy's just for a second, son. Later when daddy's home, we go for a walk with mommy." Mirza rubbed Kemal's trembling back. 

"Daddy promise yes, will not leave me and mommy as before," pinta Kemal. Remembering his life that was almost desperate because he did not have a daddy.

"Daddy promised to be home soon." 

Finally Kemal's heart was broken and wanted to be carried by Nita, his hands continued to wave with Mirza's steps towards the car. 

Before opening the door, Mirza turned her head towards Haira who continued to wave her hands towards him. 

"Be careful!" haira shouted as the car door opened. 

Now he and Kemal are completely separated from Mirza. I don't know how many days, but his heart still felt heavy. 

"Just calm down, Ra. Mirza's gonna finish it fast and get back to you."

Nearly twelve hours away, Mirza finally set foot in New York. The number of problems almost made him forget that in that place there were many carvings of beautiful memories along with Lunara, the girl he used to know when he became a brand ambassador of one of the beauty products in collaboration with company friend Mirza. 

Mirza fell in love at first sight. Because his name is known to many people, Lunara immediately accepted it without much consideration. 

But now, the name is only a memory that does not need to be remembered. Lunara's disappointing actions make Mirza completely want to forget the girl. It is even assumed that Lunara was never present in her life. 

Nita got a company that is no less interesting, as the only daughter, she chose to go into the culinary field. From the knowledge obtained, he can create ready-to-eat food that has now spread throughout the city, even abroad. 

Mirza was greeted by several high-ranking company officials who already knew of his arrival. They are enthusiastic and deliberately take the time to be able to meet the man in person. 

"How, Master? Is there any development." Mirza continued to step towards the hotel room she had booked. 

The white-haired bule man opened the document in his hand. Read up on some of the plans that they will run. 

"Today I opened a promotion for our latest product, and it seems to sell well."

Erkan who had been following his master also asked questions about what he should do.

"My own pitch will come to promote in general," Mirza continued. Do not want to buy time to linger, let alone the cry of Kemal to be a sign, that the boy wants himself to go home quickly.

Erkan opened the door of the room where they were staying. Permit Mirza to enter. After that, he forbade everyone from bothering him. 

"If there's anything you ask, talk to me" Erkan asked sternly. 

Mirza took off her shirt and opened the window curtain. A beautiful city filled with lights. 

A flash of Lunara's shadow present made Mirza aghast. 

"This is why I don't want to come here, shit." 

Mirza turned the body. Don't want to look outside anymore. 

Mirza has never been to New York. He wanted to erase everything that had happened while still dating the girl. 

He reached into his cell phone from his pants pocket, contacting someone who is now his life partner. 

Within seconds, Haira directly picked up the phone from him. As usual, they video call to just let go of the miss. 

"Why so?" tanya Mirza switched to sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"Again help nita cook." Haira shifted her phone until the beautiful face of the sister who was busy in front of the stove. 

"You just arrived, why don't you rest first" Nita said without staring. 

"That's what it is, brother. But if you remember this woman, I can't sleep." 

Haira smiles. Back away from Nita, embarrassed if her husband's crush heard her brother-in-law. 

"Darling, to dong's room. Undress you." A very silly request, but Haira could not refuse.

"No, I'm ashamed" Haira replied in a whisper that made Mirza even more anxious. 

"Why should I be ashamed, last night I was fumbling papa, you're even tired." 

Haira went into the room. Her fine fur creeped out hearing her husband's perverted speech. 

If there is a nearby maybe he will bite the man, unfortunately they are far apart so Haira can only grumble annoyed.