Getting Married to a Cruel Man

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Fortunately, Haira's mood was very good. It is not too heedful of Mirza who continues to be perverted to him and chooses to concern herself with Kemal. Help the boy to prepare his toys to take home. After this, he and the others will stay in Istanbul forever. 

"Is everything ready?" Mirza helps doctors Hasad and Erkan put in the items to be brought. Make sure nothing is left behind. 

"Already, sir," Erkan replied as he closed the trunk. 

Haira and grandma stared at their house. A house that bears witness to a life full of thorns. From there Haira and Nada grow into adults despite difficult circumstances.

"We're gonna keep playing here, aren't we, Ra?" granny said heavy. 

Haira nodded. Hugged grandma tightly. I am sure they will not forget that place. 

"Now we go home. Mirza's sister is waiting." He pointed at Mirza who was holding the car door. 

Grandma sat in the back seat together with Kemal. Haira sits next to Mirza who is deliberately driving herself.

In another car

The tone sitting in the back seat kept staring at Erkan from the reflection of the rearview mirror. His hand held the small box that Grandma had given him. A box that he thought was precious. The only way to show the real facts. 

What should I call him?

"Tu.Master." Finally Nada ventured to call with the name of Mr. 

"Me or Erkan?" Doctor Hasad looked back. 

Dazed tone to answer what, then undo his intentions. 

"Non't so, sorry to interrupt."

Erkan continued to steal views through the phone screen that was deliberately propped up in front of him. That way, he could see every movement of the Tone sitting in the back. 

The journey is very smooth. Neither Mirza nor Erkan were stuck in traffic. They stopped at the mansion first to deliver clothes. After that, it will only deliver Nada to an apartment closer to the factory where he works.

Just like the arrival of Haira, the Mirza family also welcomed Zubaida's grandmother.

Deniz and Aynur and Nita and Fuad were there. 

"Welcome, Grandma."

Nita hugged Grandma who just got out of the car. Followed by Aynur from behind. 

"You have been gone a long time, I've been a kangen," complained Nita stroking Haira's stomach. Make sure they're all okay. 

"We should have gone home yesterday, brother. But Sister Mirza has diarrhea. So it's off." Haira's words made everyone laugh.

Moreover, Deniz, he who knows more about his youngest brother until he holds the stomach to hear Haira's speech. 

"What did he eat, Ra?" deniz asked Haira, but looked at the sister who seemed to frown. 

"Eat seblak." Everyone looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. It may sound strange, but that's Haira's favorite food from the past.

"Yes, you're in, it's night." 

Everyone goes inside. Likewise with some servants who enter luggage. 

The tone that was walking behind Erkan pulled the man's hand until it turned its head. 

"What's wrong?" ask Erkan without a sound. 

"I want to talk to you, alone." Tone spoke softly, afraid that others would hear.

Uh what's this, it looks like a serious tone. Does he want to show me love. 

"All right." Erkan behaved haughtily, walking following Nada towards the side porch. 

They were both in a park. There was no one other than the guards who stood a little far away. 

Tone opened the bag and took something from there. 

"Can Erkan's brother help me?" Poking the box in front of Erkan. 

"Help what?" erkan asked just staring at the box without wanting to touch it. He was still confused by the tone that suddenly looked gloomy. Although they were both under a dim light, Erkan could still see the teary eyes of Nada. 

Erkan drugged his lips. He digested the speech of Nada. 

Old man, that means Nada and Miss Haira are not siblings. 

Erkan rushed to snatch the box from Nada's hand and opened it. It turned out to be a golden necklace with a beautiful pendant inside. 

"In the locket there are two photos, I don't know whose photo, but the grandmother said it was most likely my mother and father." Tone can not stem the tears from earlier piled up in the fertilizer. 

"Did Miss Haira know about this?"

Tone shaking. 

"Said Grandma, this was discovered when mom and dad found me, and they didn't tell Brother Haira."

"Can I see it?"

Nada nods. 

As if on display, the heart of Nada feels pain, he feels the most humiliated because his presence is not expected. 

Right, inside the locket was a photo of a man and a woman.

"Can I take him?" ask Erkan seriously. Although his work in the office piled up, still wanted to help Nada. 

"Please, Brother. Later if you find someone among them, tell me," said Nada disjointed. Holding tightness in his chest.

Unknowingly, Erkan pulled the tiny body of Nada and clasped it. He could not bear to see the tears that continued to soak the cheeks of the woman.

Both of Tone's eyes were perfectly rounded, shocked as his body staggered on the chest of the secretary's field.

Tone smelled perfume on the man's body. In fact, he could hear Erkan's pretty hunting heartbeat. 

Uh, why is he hugging me?

Both of Nada's hands coiled around Erkan's back. Really, this time his body responded and wanted to stay that way. 

"Oh, it turns out you're here." The baritone voice made Erkan startled and turned his head. 

"Master Mirza," cried Erkan, but his hand still grabbed Nada, as if he did not want to take it off. 

Mirza leaned her hands against the wall with both hands folded. 

Staring at Nada and Erkan alternately. 

"Ka. sis." 

Hearing Nada's voice, Erkan finally let go of his embrace. Her face was deathly pale as Mirza stared with a look of intimidation. 

"Lake in!" mirza's Decree on Nada. 

The tone instantly passed leaving Erkan and Mirza facing each other. 

"What's that?" He turned his head towards Erkan's hand. 

"Nada asked me to find her parents. This is the only proof he has." Erkan showed the photo in front of Mirza. 

There was no response, but Mirza seemed to frown as she stared at the photo. 

I've seen him, like, but who. 

Mirza continues to approve clients who have worked with him, but also has not found the name of a person who he thinks is not so foreign. 

"Do you need help?" tawar Mirza's. I don't know, he was curious about the photo. 

"No need, sir. It's a very easy job."

"Well, now that you're in, Brother Deniz wants to talk."

Erkan followed Mirza's steps towards the living room, while the women looked excited in the living room. Especially if it is not about the fashion that has just been launched by Mirza.