
Not because of the wealth he loves Mirza. But a sincerity that has emanated from him makes Haira realize, that behind the cruelty of a Mirza there is a soft and loving heart. He also has compassion for others, but he can also do more cruel things if his heart is hurt.
From behind the bathroom door, Haira could hear when Mirza was talking to someone who was behind the phone. He told them to exile Lunara. In fact, Haira was unable to if it happened to herself. It must be hard, but that's life. Who is wrong must accept the consequences as Lunara did to him who was already fatal and brought himself down.
After Mirza put down her phone, Haira came out of the bathroom.
"How many days are we at Grandma's?" ask Mirza enthusiastically. He put some clothes in his suitcase.
"I don't want to go there."
"Why?" Mirza turns to help Haira dry her hair and get the clothes to wear. As usual, she got a white dress.
"I don't want Nada to get angry because of my presence there."
Mirza wrapped her hands around Haira's stomach. For the umpteenth time do not expect to be able to unite with such a gentle woman. Who kept thinking about the feelings of others, even though his own heart was hurt.
Never denied or denied his request, except at certain times.
"Don't you hate me, honey?" Mirza stared at the reflection of Haira's face from the mirror. He made sure there was no more grudge in Haira's heart for him.
Haira smiled crisply then twisted her body until they faced each other.
"There's no reason I hate you. Everyone has made mistakes. No creature in this world is perfect, but if he wants to do better, what harm do we accept. I'm not as perfect as you think. I'm just a normal human being who can't give you everything you want. If you're cheating on me, that's a reason to hate you. Although I'm hurt, but I know it's not your fault. It's accident. Can I ask for a request?"
Mirza nodded without a sound. That means he accepted Haira's request. Whatever it is.
"What, just say it. If I could've fulfilled it." Mirza held both Haira's hands. Showing his seriousness that wants to be faithful.
"From today onwards, never be close to women, except for Kak Nita, Kak Aynur and also grandmother. Don't you ever talk to them or shake hands."
"By pleasure, I'll do what you want. I'll move all the employees in the office. I'm not going to talk to any other than our families, not wanting to get close to them, let alone touch them. Once again I'm breaking, leave me for good."
Mirza took it seriously. He was too tired to hurt Haira, but also did not want to lose the woman.
Haira often asked for something that would be supported by the man, but now it feels impossible. He was sure it would be difficult for Mirza, but the man easily accepted Haira's request. Isn't that a form of sincerity in order to stay united.
"I'm sorry I made you do this. But I can't see you if you're close to a woman."
"Trust me, I won't be close to anyone."
Haira hugged Mirza. Shedding her tears there, her heart felt filled to hear the words of her husband who was able to do that for her sake. In fact, Mirza can choose the woman he wants. However, stay loyal to her who is just an ordinary woman. Those from the top must be competing to get the handsome man. But it was Haira who won despite having to go through a winding road.
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Haira ran up to Grandma who was on the front porch, followed by Kemal and Mirza from behind she did not care to hear Mirza's cry telling her to be careful. For Haira, now is the time to vent the longing for Zubaida's grandmother. The old woman who raised him with great affection.
Like Mirza, who was raised by her sisters, Haira was raised by her elderly grandmother, but they were very different. If Mirza is rich and can get anything she wants, Haira is just a poor woman who has to struggle to find food. Being born from among the commoners made him tough and could fight against the world very cruelly.
"Sorry grandma is troubling you. It should have been grandma who came there because you were pregnant." Zubaida's grandmother stroked Haira's flat stomach and sat down beside her. Swiped the hair of Kemal's head and looked at the dim-looking Mirza.
"Why are you, Za? Is there a problem?"
Mirza smiled forcefully. Actually he still feels guilty to Haira with the incident yesterday. However, time cannot be replayed. Haira's testimony when she touches Lunara, will definitely be a black shadow for the rest of her life. Although Haira continued to say forgive, still he had created a wound when his wife was pregnant with his child and would have been painful. Being a scourge that until anytime will not be erased in memory.
"It's okay, Grandma. I'm just tired" Mirza replied after a few seconds.
"Yes, grandma made you a drink. Wait here!"
Haira glanced at Mirza at a glance, then looked at the tightly closed room of Nada. she did not know where the girl was, nor did she want to ask grandma.
"Sister, tonight we sleep here. Do you want to?"
"As far as you are. I'm coming with."
Where Mirza is cruel and also whiny. It was as if the events in the office had turned Mirza even more reserved.
Ten hours drive makes Haira's stomach cramp. He chose to go to the room and lay down in the bed.
"Do you need anything?" tanya Mirza put down her suitcase. Then open the closet. Keep their clothes there.
"I just want to sleep. Keep me company."
Her spoiled nature was crumbling again, and only Mirza understood her.
"Alright, I saw Kemal first."
Get out of his room. Making sure that Kemal is with Grandma Zubaida.
Mirza closed her door again and lay down next to Haira.
I need to be able to restore Mirza's resigned attitude.
Haira was looking for ways to create laughter. He pinched both of Mirza's cheeks and then tickled the man's armpits.
"Darling, he said he was going to sleep." Mirza uttered it in a serious tone that made Haira a manyun.
Do I just fish.
Haira had to unbutton her shirt, then lead Mirza's hand to touch her chest.
"Aren't you disgusted by me?" Mirza whispers. Too naive if he doesn't want Haira's body. In fact, something down there is perfectly upright.