Getting Married to a Cruel Man

Acquaintance

Haira was surprised when she did not find Mirza by her side. The sun had not fully risen yet, yet his heart was already agitated while calling out the name Mirza. Staring at the closed bathroom door, there was no sound there. That means Mirza's not in the bathroom. 

Haira hurried to pull up her blanket and then came out. 

The feet that stretched out beyond the sofa. Judging from his pants, it was confirmed it was Mirza. However, Haira's steps came to a halt when she saw two people sleeping on the other sofa. 

"Erkan, when did he come here?" ask her in your heart. Then look at the man who he thinks is no stranger. 

"It's like I've seen him, but where?" Haira recalled the face of the man who was currently sleeping near her husband. 

''From his suit like a doctor?'' but his brain could not reach where he had met the man. 

Haira approached Mirza and confirmed the location of her hand which was still decorated with infusions. 

Unintentionally, he nudged the needle to make Mirza disturbed. 

Mirza blinked her eyes. Staring at Haira who was standing beside her. 

"Darling, are you awake?" 

Haira landed one of her fingers on her lips. Coded Mirza not to raise her voice. 

Not for the man who kicked Dr. Hasad with his leg until he fell down. Then shook Erkan's arm. 

"Oh, what the hell is this," murmured doctor Hasad while rubbing his back that felt lax as a result of crashing on the floor. It was still not fully aware that there were two pairs of eyes watching him. 

Ahem.. 

Then Mirza cleared her throat

"Mr Mirza." Doctor Hasad's eyes widened, as well as Erkan who was surprised to see Haira beside his Master. 

"I am sick, you are good sleepers" said Mirza. 

"When did they come here?" ask Mirza. 

"Night, since you're asleep, I can't bear to wake up."

Erkan who wanted to go to the bathroom was closing his thighs. His eyes glanced there and there hoping that someone would pass by. 

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Erkan saw Nada had just come out of his room. 

"Sorry Mister, Miss, I'll go back first." He rushed out of the room to Nada who was walking towards the kitchen. 

"Sorry Miss, where's the bathroom? ask Erkan politely. 

"My name is Tone." Tone extended his hand an introductory sign. 

"Guil." 

Erkan received a helping hand from Nada until he forgot his main goal. 

"So from now on call me Tone, okay."

Erkan nodded in agreement. He turned his body, but after a few steps Nada called out to him from behind. 

"What's wrong?" asked Erkan staring fixedly at Nada. 

"So, he said he'd go to the bathroom, how come back?"

Erkan patted his eel, just also acquainted with the girl, his senile soul was already rumored to make him embarrassed half to death. 

Nada delivered Erkan to the guest room. After that he came out. 

"How, Honey? Does your stomach hurt?" tanya Haira made sure. 

Dr. Hasad removed the intravenous needle from Mirza's hand, after confirming that Mirza's condition was much better. 

"Actually last night was not sick, his diarrhea was also healed. Erkan alone excessive, bring doctor Hasad here."

Mirza grabbed Haira's shoulder and peeked at her cheek. 

"But yesterday the doctor did advise you to be treated. But I can't build you. I'm sorry I forced you to eat something." 

"It's okay, besides I'm glad to be able to make you happy."

Mirza unceasingly stroked Haira's smooth cheeks. Intentionally wanted to make doctor Hasad overheated to see his behavior. 

Doctor Hasad, who is like a mosquito repellent, turned his gaze in another direction. 

For a long time I was nauseous, see the behavior of Mr. Mirza. Does he like that treat his wife?

Rather than being a statue, watching Mirza and Haira who were mixing romance, Doctor Hasad tidied up his belongings and stuffed them into a bag. 

After holding for almost a full night, Erkan was finally relieved to be able to remove the dregs that made his stomach hurt. He came out of the bathroom with a hand that still confirmed the zipper of his pants. Suddenly the door opened making Erkan swallow the saliva. His body was riveted with his hands still busy down there. 

Aaaaa

Screaming tone. Both hands covered his face when he saw Erkan's pants were still open, even Erkan's inner ce lana was still exposed. 

"Why are you careless?" screeched Tone without opening his face. 

"Ma— sorry, I didn't accidentally."

Erkan turned his back to Tone, then pulled his zipper up. Once thought to be quite perfect, he turned his body again. 

"Already," said Erkan who was still standing some distance away from Nada. 

"Other times it has to be more careful, you stain my virgin eyes" chirped Nada resentfully. So, he took two towels from the closet and gave them to Erkan. 

"Please, if you want to take a shower, I'll go to the kitchen first." Leaving Erkan still dumbfounded. 

Almost turning the knob, Erkan again blocked Nada. "No soap, no fetch, no" Erkan asked like a child. 

Just met, there's been a lot of drama. 

Haira who almost approached Nada was also banned by Mirza. Because, the man knew there was Erkan there, and certainly there was a strange incident that made Nada to scream and get angry.  

"What's that about?" ask doctor Hasad enthusiastically. 

Grandma just popped her head and went back to the kitchen, echoing with their presence the rich. 

"There may be birds coming out of the cage" Mirza replied. 

Tone out with his pouting face. His eyes were constantly overshadowed by something new the first time he saw. Even though it was wrapped in cloth, it was still disgusting to him. 

"What's wrong with you, Nad?" tanya Haira approached the younger brother who was just standing beside the sofa. 

Tone shakes without a sound. His lips were locked and he could not say anything. 

"Doctor please take a shower, I have prepared a towel," Nada said, then went to the kitchen to prepare food. 

Mirza who also needs to clean herself to the room with Haira.

"Why tone, huh?"

Haira was sitting on the edge of the bed, she was still thinking of her sister. 

"Maybe he saw Erkan naked." 

Talking like that, Mirza herself stripped her clothes to a plain body without a thread was clearly displayed in Haira's eyes. However, it was familiar, she was used to seeing the scene, even lately she was often tempted with the athletic body of her husband. 

Instead of going to the bathroom, Mirza even approached Haira, not a bit embarrassed to show off her body. 

"Did you not want to do bed sports this morning, it still seems safe?" goda Mirza raised his eyebrows. 

Instantly, Haira grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her husband's waist, then pushed the man into the bathroom. 

"It looks like cravings this time will be a little heavy for you, sweetheart" he said grinning. 

"What's that?" ask Mirza curiously. 

"His grandfather doesn't want to be looked at, and maybe a little bit longer."

At once also the ultimate weapon belonging to Mirza drowned.