I mortgaged my Heart

Episode 3

An hour later he closed the bidding session, he then looked for someone who made the highest bid.

Haidar Ali Khan, a mixture of Iranian and British descent put forward the highest bid worth 400 million, he then put his choice on the figure of the handsome 36-year-old.

Not long after the phone sounded.

"Hallo, "greet Dira

"Hi, Dira, I'm Mr. Khan" replied Haidar Khan

The deg!! dira's heart suddenly pounded to hear someone calling his name, cold sweat began to pour from his body, his body cold hot made.

"Hallo, hello! " said Haidar Khan to make sure Dira is still on the other end of the phone

"Mr Hallo. Khan, can you speak Indonesian, I can't speak english" Dira replied

"Sure, I just want to make sure, when do we meet? " ask Haidar Khan

**deg!!!

Back Dira's heart was racing faster than before, he was getting nervous to just answer his question.

"Hello, Dira, are you still there? " ask Haidar

"Yes, Mr. Khan, it's up to you to meet where and when" Adira replied

"Well I wait for you tomorrow at cafe XYZ, at one o'clock in the afternoon, for the location later I shareloc, " said Haidar

"Good" replied Dira

"Ok, see you tomorrow Dira" said Haidar

"Yes" replied Dira who then closed her phone.

He immediately poured down his body, and calmed himself to prepare for tomorrow.

The morning after she finished helping her mother make the cake, Dira immediately cleaned her house.

"Today you don't work anymore, son?" greet Hindun's mother when Dira was mopping the floor

"No ma'am, Dira has taken a week off to rest" replied Dira

"Oh, jude, you rest. Don't be free, let me just be, " said Mother

"Father ma'am, Dira once helped mother, " replied Dira

Dira glanced at the wall clock which showed at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. After finishing his work he then took a shower and got ready. She rubbed thin makeup on her face, she looked in the mirror, momentarily admiring her natural beauty.

Judging by the phone, there was already a shareloc sent by Haidar.

Dzuhur Dira prayer completed to go to cafe XYZ, escorted by online ojek driver.

Arriving there he immediately went to table number 65 which had been ordered by Haidar. He walked into the cafe, someone seemed to wave at him. Anywhere immediately approached him.

"Sit down!!" haider's orders

Dira sat down immediately.

Haidar extended his hand.

"HaidarAli khan," Haidar introduced himself

"Adira, " said Dira while shaking Haidar's hand

"What do you want to eat? " ask Haidar

"Same on my father, " replied Dira

"Ok" replied Haidar who then ordered food for them

No need to wait long, two people have served some dishes on the table.

"Please eat, " said Haidar

Dira immediately devoured the dishes in front of him, occasionally Haidar stole a glance at Dira. admired the beauty of the young girl in front of him.

"Dira, so when can we check in" said Haidar starting the conversation

"uhuk!!, uhuk!! " Dira immediately picked up a tissue to cover her mouth.

Haidar immediately gave her water.

Dira became a little calm after drinking it.

"Sorry sir, do you want to check in now" replied Dira

Haidar nodded.

"Isn't faster better" said Haidar again

Deg!!, his heart was racing faster, was that fast the man wanted to enjoy his body he thought inwardly.

Just for information why Haidar is fluent in Indonesian, he is an oil businessman from the Middle East who has lived in Indonesia long enough, he lives in the Arab village of Bogor.

"If you agree, we'll check into the hotel today" said Haidar

Adira just nodded, because sooner or later he also had to do it with Haidar.

After finishing eating Haidar took him into the car, he took him to a hotel.

Haidar opened the door to the hotel room he had booked and let him in.

"Let's wait here, I'm out for a minute" said Haidar

Adira sat down on the sofa, her eyes staring around the very luxurious room.

Haidar returned with a map.

He then opened his shirt in front of Dira, he immediately looked away unwilling to see her change clothes.

Haidar just smiled cynically at Dira's behavior that closed his eyes.

"Curtain, ****** the innocent, "inner Haidar

Haidar who was bare-chested and only wearing shorts walked up to Dira who was sitting on the sofa. He sat down next to Dira and opened Dira's hand which covered her beautiful face.

Dira looked at a very handsome adult man in front of her, his chest that was filled with soft feathers that made him look sexy.

He then looked up Dira's chin which had lowered his head earlier, Haidar saw a pale Dira accompanied by sweat that began to pour soaked his face. The cold Ac there can not cool the atmosphere of the room that began to heat up.

"Is this your first time?" ask Haidar

Dira just nodded.

"Good, I like a plain girl like you, " said Haidar

"Do you have a boyfriend?" ask Haidar again

Again Dira just shook his head and he still did not dare to look at the man in front of him

She was already frightened, as this was her first time having to be in a room with a stranger .

He closed his eyes as Haidar began to close his lips.

**Dreet!!!... dreeet....!!!,

Haidar's phone rang, he then picked it up and spoke to a woman in Arabic, so that Dira did not know what they were talking about.

After Haidar finished then put on a shirt and went out.

A few minutes later he returned with a very beautiful and graceful Arab woman wrapped in a black hijab.

Adira was confused.

"Know him Hafsah my wife" said Haidar

Dira's eyes bulged like he was about to get out of his place, he was surprised not to play for what Haidar brought his wife here.

"Will his wife run him over??, because she caught him with another woman in the hotel, "the inner man who keeps raging imagining the negative things that will happen to him now

Dira's mind continues to be haunted by the shadow of an actor being muted by a woman blindly as he often sees in soap operas.

"Dira, "Call someone who successfully breaks his daydream