Getting Married to a Cruel Man

Turns out

Really, Haira never expected it to happen like this. He broke his promise to both parents. Before they took their last breath. Haira promised not to dismantle the true identity of Nada. But now, everything is revealed. Nada has known everything that he has been close to. 

His twenty years together made Haira very fond of Nada. I never thought the girl was anyone else.

For nearly five hours Haira lay beside Mirza, her eyes unable to close. His body is still in that place. While his heart and brain wandered thinking of the current Tone. 

I have to go see him. 

Move slowly and get out of bed. Walk without looking back. 

"Where are you going?" A heavy voice greeted from the direction of the bed. 

Haira was surprised, pulling her hand that was about to touch the door knob. Staring at Mirza's nanar who flicked the blanket. She thought her husband was already flying in the dreamland, but was still as alert as he was. 

Haira lowered her head without answering Mirza's question. Ever since his argument with Nada, his heart has been restless and unable to close its eyes.

Mirza approached Haira. Holding both shoulders. Netra the two met each other. "It's been too late. If you want to talk to Nada, tomorrow." Convincing Haira while pointing at the clock that turned out to have shown at one morning local area. 

"But I'm afraid Nada will leave this house." Haira's afraid. He regretted having revealed everything. Not his desire to uncover who Nada really is. However, he did not want to be cornered constantly. 

Mirza clutched Haira's body. He knows how his wife feels right now. Must have kept feeling guilty. In fact, the steps are correct and do not need to be regretted anymore. 

"No, he won't leave here" Mirza said. 

"We better get some sleep. He said tomorrow he'd go for a walk with Grandma."

Mirza recalled Haira's remarks earlier this afternoon, which would take Grandma around the city with her. 

"But I want to go out, just for a moment," Haira said pleading. As usual, he will still make sure that the tone is fine. 

"All right, I'll keep you company." 

Mirza opened the door and they came out. 

There was no one in the middle room. The lights are already on dimly. 

Haira and Mirza walked towards the kitchen. Until their steps stop when they hear the stuffing from behind. 

"As if someone is crying?" haira whispered, her heart pounding as the voice was clear. 

Mirza nodded, as she could hear it too. 

Haira took off her sandals. Walk slowly but surely looking for the source of the sound that seems to be from the outside. 

Mirza just followed him wordlessly while tightly grasping Haira's fingers. 

Haira stopped her steps again. His eyes looked at the figure of the woman sitting on the edge of the garden. Although it was only his back, Haira was already convinced that it was Nada. 

Mirza deliberately made a garden on the side and back to beautify the house. He also made a vegetable garden so that grandmother could grow as she wished. 

Haira asks Mirza to wait in the dining room. After that he approached Nada and sat down beside her. 

Tone that was aware of the presence of the brother, it wiped his tears. 

"Are you angry with me?" haira asked splitting the silence. 

"Anged or not, it's none of your business. So go, I want to be alone" replied Nada in a loud voice. 

Haira slashed, eroding the distance between the two. No matter what the angry tone. For him, tonight he must apologize immediately. Looking for a gap in order to melt the heart of Tone. 

Mirza who was leaning against the wall could only harbor her anger. Hearing Haira being yelled at like that, her chest felt hot and wanted to slap Nada's cheek. But that will only cause new problems. Because, Haira would definitely not allow it. 

"I don't have anything for you, I'll take it for a second."

Tone glanced at a glance then turned his gaze towards the darkness. 

"So, I'm buying this with my own money, not from Mirza's sister, you have to take it." Haira opened the box and placed it on the lap of her sister. 

A luxury watch that had once been coveted, and Haira promised to buy for Nada after payday. However, after the accident that ensnared him, he could no longer save up and forgot the request. 

Tone stared at him without wanting to touch. Then he turned to Haira who kept smiling at him. 

"Does my sister still love me?" tanya Tone with trembling lips. 

"Why do you say that?

Haira hugged Nada. He could not bear to see his sister's eyes that looked swollen and reddened. 

"I love you so much, you're my only sister. And whenever I will love you."

Tone loosened his embrace then returned the box in Haira's hand. 

"Will you give me what I want?" tanya Nada expectantly. And that made Haira even more clueless. 

Like when Nada asked for something, this time Haira nodded quickly. 

"Surely, just say it," Haira said happily. 

"Salcify Mirza!" 

Haira's chest throbbing pain. Then, he shook his head quickly. Staring at the cynical tone. If all this time he had always agreed to Nada's request, for this time Haira would not have fulfilled it. 

"No!" mirza who had heard their conversation. He rushed over to Haira and hugged her. Despite knowing that Haira will keep him, it still has to be in action. Afraid of Haira retreating because of the incident at the office at that time. 

"Until any time Haira and I will not get divorced" he added. 

"Never dare to say that again, or you will __" 

Haira silenced Mirza's lips with a palm. Stopping his words would definitely contain a terrible threat. 

"What do you mean?" ask Haira next. 

Smiling and clapping. 

"I just want to prove the extent to which sister Mirza loves you. And now I'm sure that you must be happily married to Mirza's sister."

Mirza and Haira faced each other then they looked at Nada with their respective gazes. 

"I was just kidding. There's no way I'm taking my own brother-in-law." Stretch out both his hands. 

Mirza still held Haira's body in her arms. Staring at Nada with a probing gaze, ranging from the legs to the head of the woman. Not believing his words. 

"Aren't you going to hug me?" ask her lirih. 

Is Nada seriously joking, or is this just his wits in order to trick Haira. I need to be careful of him. 

Forced Mirza to let go of her embrace as Haira rebelled. He let them hug even a little unwillingly. 

"I had heard bad news in the factory about the cruelty of Mirza who tortured his wife. And now I've got proof that what they're talking about isn't true."

Mirza furrowed her brows.  Now he knew why his eyes were always twitching sideways. It turned out to be the material of his own employees. 

Basic employee curse, swear in the heart.