Love Me Mr. Arrogants

The Secret That Becomes the Way Fatimah To Get Out

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Rayyan chose to go home to her apartment. He didn't want to go back to the Missions.

Rayyan did not want to hurt Fatimah who is now two-bodied.

If Rayyan meets Fatimah does not rule out the possibility, if Rayyan will hurt Fatimah again, or it could be Rayyan khilaf to injure Fatimah very fatally.

So Rayyan chose not to meet first, until she could control her emotions and no longer hurt her wife.

Rayyan will also try to counsel a psychologist so that she can make peace with her past, so that she no longer feels resentment and constant heartache.

Rayyan also wants to live a normal life like other humans. He does not want to live forever haunted by a bad past, because it could destroy his future.

To be honest Rayyan had a longing for Fatimah, but whatever the force, he still could not control his emotions and if forced, fear he would end up beating Fatimah again.

So for today and beyond, perhaps Rayyan chose to live in her apartment that was closer to the office. While Rio he felt a little relieved, when he knew, if Ryan chose to split the house at least so Fatimah no longer felt tormented.

But Rio will not be leha-leha, Rio will still think of a way to bring Fatimah out of that Mension.

Mr. Han who got the news from Rio if Rayyan would not return to the mansion for the next few days was relieved, because it means Fatimah will be free from Rayan's grip.

Fatimah who did not know if her husband did not come home, still continued to shiver in fear. Fatimah kept asking God to keep Rayan away for a while.

Indeed, every hour of Fatimah's work will continue to feel fear. He could only breathe a sigh of relief when he knew Rayyan was not in this ministry.

Mr. Han also told all the ART there, Sofi the first person who was happy.She even ran to Fatimah's room to tell him the happy news.

"Fatimah, Fatimah, I have happy news for you" he said as he opened the door to Fatimah's room.

When just two, Sofi emang chose to call the name only, according to Fatimah's request so that they are more familiar.

"What's wrong?" fatimah asked with her weak face.

"Mr Ray didn't come home today. He chose to stay in his apartment."

"Alhamdulillah." Fatimah bowed in gratitude, finally she could breathe a sigh of relief, at least she could sleep peacefully tonight without feeling frightened again.

"Do you know from whom?" asked Fatimah who looked directly at Sofi.

"Sir Han, he said that just now."

"Oh, when did Mas Ray come back here?"

"No idea, Mr. Han said, it is not yet known when to return to the ministry. But clearly, Mr. Ray is likely to be living in an apartment for quite some time."

"Thank God. What's the problem?" ask her in a small voice.

"I don't know, Mr. Han is still confused. Mister Rio has also not confirmed anything yet." he replied with a sad bow.

"Yes, I'm not papa. I will be patient again. Rio must be thinking hard now, however he faces is a person who is more powerful than him."

After Sofi's departure, Fatimah felt a little relieved, and she also thought about how she had escaped from this house without their help if she could.

But Fatimah did not want them to risk what she did.

Fatimah, who knew a little about the Missions, began to make plans on the paper she held.

Fatimah also circled some of the CCTV she had known. Fatimah also tried to find which way if safe and unknown to anyone.

Fatimah also had to make sure she was free from the shadow guards who might be in love with her.

Fatimah continued to beg God while thinking of ways that she could get out without involving anyone.

After he doodled the paper for almost 2 hours he slightly got enlightenment on what to do.

Fatimah remembers a secret that no one but Rayyan and herself knew.

Yes, when Rayyan still lost her memory, Rayyan revealed a secret, and maybe that secret will lead her to freedom.

Fatimah smiled happily, she had gotten her way out, just thinking about when the right time for her to run away from this mension.

Hearing the voice of adzan maghrib, Fatimah immediately hid the paper that she had scribbled since then. He kept it as neat as possible so that no one would know it.

Fatimah immediately cleansed herself and took ablution and performed Maghrib prayers. Fatimah also took the time to teach and berwiridan for a while.

When the isya adhan was heard, Fatimah immediately prayed, but he still had ablution.

After the prayer, Fatimah folded her face again.

Fatimah holds a picture of herself and Rayyan. He smiled happily considering the togetherness of himself and Rayyan back then.

"I told you, I love you, I love you so much. Even I would if you tortured me to death. I'm sincere, if I have to die in your hands. But since there is now a baby that I have to protect, then I will try my best to continue to protect and protect it. You know, it's not easy for us to get our successor. So for that, I will survive as much as possible, I don't want you to regret it one day for killing an unborn child. If at any time, my decision hurts you. Remember one thing, I did it for you and our son. I'm sure you'll soon realize my love and affection. And I believe that you will one day turn into an angel-hearted human being. I will never stop praying for you, my husband."

"I won't take Felisha's position in your heart, because I don't want to shift anyone's position. I'll create a different place myself, so you can still love him and love me."

"My husband, I love you, I love you. I'm sad because in the end you came back like you used to, tormenting me without mercy. I don't know what I did wrong until you hated me so much. I also don't want to be in a position like this, a position where I was sold by my stepfather. Then I was made a slave by you. Husband, we both have a dark past, I'm living by my father. Then my life and my mother's life changed drastically, because the backbone that was supposed to make a living for us, was suddenly taken by God. Then when my mother remarried, that's where I started to suffer. But I survived as I could, until I finally got sick and I had to be the backbone for my Mom and Stepfather. My husband, I suffered the same, but maybe my suffering is not as big as you feel. But still, I suffer, don't I? I find it hard to even smile. It was only when I was the same, that I started laughing again. It's short, but honestly it means a lot to me."

"My husband, I love you, I love you. I don't know how I can make you love me. Husband, can we be like any other family? Love each other, love each other, take care of each other and protect each other. I want to have a perfect family, not hurt each other like this. Can it? soon we will be parents, should our relationship be like this forever? How would our children respond if we have parents who hurt each other, ah rather have a father who treats his mother harshly. Do you have no pity to see our child's mentality that must be damaged from an early age?"

"My husband, don't you see our memories together, don't you remember the promises you made. Don't you see my struggle to find a loophole so we can love me? I used to think, with so many memories gathered, if you remember back and look at those memories, your heart will be touched. But it turns out, was my struggle all this time just in vain?"

"My husband, I'm sick. My body crumbled when you hit me and kicked me. Even until this moment, the pain was still felt. Am I like a samsak, which you can hit at will. Do you hate me so much? But what was my fault, what kind of nature and attitude have made you so disgusted with me that you treated me so cruelly. If I'm wrong, please tell me, let me fix it. Not even hit me with the energy you have. I'm my husband's weak woman, I'm like most women, I get sick if you keep hurting. Should I lay my life before you, lest you regret what you did?" tannya

Fatimah cried, she knew that Rayyan was watching her and might have heard her voice. For this reason, Fatimah spoke at length. Hoping if Rayyan currently knew his heart.

From where Fatimah knows, from the cctv lights that are lit, not bright indeed, but enough to make Fatimah know, if she is currently being monitored by her husband.