Getting Married to a Cruel Man

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''You insinuate me?'' Mirza looked up from the dining table. His face was not visible, but his voice sounded thunderous like lightning striking.

Haira glanced at a glance then pulled bi Enis who almost entered the room. Stand behind the closet and face each other. He wanted to see how much Mirza was angry with him. His too high ego would not budge in order to keep the truth. 

''Someone seems to be talking, but where are you? Not everyone is asleep.'' Haira deliberately provoked the emotions of Mirza who was already on the verge of ascending. Unceasingly speaking offended the husband who was currently clearly hearing his voice. 

Patience, Za. Remember not to take the wrong step. Strengthen yourself to be able to face all the words of his wife. 

Mirza grabbed the spoon that was a moment ago laid. Holding his chest that was about to explode. 

Bi Enis' face was pale for sure. His throat was already dry, he was afraid that his Master would get angry and hit Haira. The movement was blocked because at this time Haira continued to hold her hand. 

''Maybe the neighbor you're hating.'' After a moment of silence, Mirza finally spoke up. 

Haira held back a laugh. Unlike before who was always afraid when dealing with Mirza, this time the feeling disappeared, even a little she was not afraid of her husband and continued to want to tease him. 

"Isn't this house secluded huh, Bi? Why can the neighbors hear," he continued. 

Mirza could not stand it anymore, she took a sip of the warm water on the table and then moved. He immediately walked towards the kitchen and stood behind Haira. He folded his hands and leaned his shoulders in the refrigerator.

Bi Enis who saw her Master just lowered her head. While Haira seemed relaxed, but with a position to back her husband. 

"Bi Enis, it's time for bed" Mirza said. Hope the woman in the maid uniform leaves quickly. 

Forced bi Enis into the room leaving Haira alone. 

Haira twisted her body. "Excuse me, sir," he said slowly. 

Quickly, Mirza grabbed the woman's slender body and clenched her. 

''I never accused you of cheating, '' Mirza explained. This afternoon he was just carried away by emotions when his wife received flowers from others. More than a man. 

''But you are angry with me, '' Haira denied gripping Mirza's hand. However, his small strength was unable to defeat Mirza's enormous power. Even Mirza was getting close to her. 

''I was carried away by emotions. I don't like anyone saying love to you, other than me.'' 

Haira was relieved, at least Mirza had already admitted her mistake and did not corner her anymore. 

''What have you eaten yet?'' ask Mirza. 

Haira. She had no appetite when Mirza scolded her. 

''I'm a bribe.'' Drive the wife to the dining room. 

Ms. Enis and the other servants who peeked were also happy to see her master get along. 

''Have you ever dated Hamiz?'' mirza asked on the sidelines to feed Haira. 

Hair shakes. Actually don't want to tell her about the past, but she doesn't want to make Mirza misunderstand her. 

''We were friends once. But after I found out Nada loved her, I chose to stay away. After that Hamiz told me that he could not accept Nada, and I also decided not to see him again, Haira replied honestly. 

Mirza mangosteen filters every word of the wife. 

Who would dare to send the flowers. Still guessing someone who has been presumptuous to harass him. 

After eating, Mirza took the phone. He contacted his men who were assigned to spy on Hamiz. Ask them to remain vigilant and not to be caught by the suspect. 

''You don't play rough, '' Pinta Haira. 

''You defended him?'' sentak Mirza 

''No, Honey. I believe you. I don't want you to deal with the police. Yeah," Haira interrupted Mirza who was about to open her voice. "I know you can pay anything to wash your hands, but still it's wrong, and I don't want Kemal to inherit your arrogant nature."

Mirza could only hold her emotions in her heart. There was no way he could argue and end up sleeping alone. 

''Yes, I will not hurt your past love.'' Move from his seat. 

Haira smiled, finally she could melt the heart of Mirza who used to be as hard as a rock. He ran and jumped. Wrapped her hands around her husband's neck and her legs around his waist, Mirza had to support Haira's thighs. 

''Where's the sleep?'' asked Mirza to stop her steps. 

Haira pointed at the room they used to occupy. Leaning his chin on Mirza's shoulder. Tonight wants to be spoiled without anyone's interference. 

Mirza dropped Haira on the bed. After that, he went up and lay down next to her. 

''Tonight there is no ration, because it has made me emotional," said Haira pulling the blanket. 

''Tomorrow double, '' whispered Mirza grinning. 

A few minutes later, Mirza had to open her eyes when she heard a knock on the door. He opened it, afraid something was important. 

''Sorry to interrupt, sir," said the waiter, he handed Haira's cell phone left in Kemal's room. 

''This lady's phone reads, Sir.'' 

Mirza took it and brought it in. He stared at the nameless number flashing on the screen. 

Wanting to wake Haira, but he could not bear to see the wife who seemed to fly into the dream, Mirza finally lifted her without saying hello. 

''Hello, Honey. Why long?'' A heavy voice greeted Mirza's chest again exploded. 

Bajing an, said Mirza with both hands clenched. His blood was boiling hearing that sickening remark. 

Mirza turned off her phone again and switched to contacting the man via message. 

Actually he was disgusted to type those words. But what power, for the sake of a truth he is willing to play hide and seek. 

You who? the first message was sent. The ingenious Mirza did not immediately respond more closely, Must know the ins and outs of the person. 

I'm Murad, your friend from high school, I didn't know my ex.

After reading it, Mirza re-typed something. I can't wait to reveal everything.

I'm a lot, maybe I forgot. How do you know my number?

It doesn't matter, dear.it's important now that we meet again, and I want to mend our relationship. Do you like flowers from me?

I can't meet just anyone. So the flower is from you? Mirza sent another message. 

Tomorrow we meet in the city park at ten o'clock, I'm wearing a red suit. 

Mirza just sent a thumb emoji and put the flat object on the nightstand. 

''Whichever you are, I will give the appropriate punishment for daring to disturb my wife.''

Mirza rubbed Haira's forehead.

"I'm sure you're just a victim of those who want to destroy our household."

Mirza kissed Haira's cheek and then lay down. Waiting for a time that will explain everything.