
Amara just stared at Radit's back away from her. Amara goes after Radit and pulls Radit's hand. Radit stopped suddenly when a hand stopped its steps. Radit felt a great tremor in his heart. His soul thrashed as the hand of the woman who had always been his wild imagination touched it.
There was a hot air running through his heart, a burning passion started attacking him. He was overwhelmed with anxiety, disappointment in his heart. Silence Amara is she right? Even Amara didn't know she had stolen her heart. Can he face his days at home?
"Radit, have you forgotten me? Look at me Dit" said Amara with a smile.
"Dit, did you forget we ever met? You helped me and I haven't thanked you yet" Amara said with a twinkle in her eye.
Radit who was cold trying to master the situation, smiled and looked at Amara calmly. Yes, Amara's beautiful eyes were able to dampen the tempestuous emotions in her chest.
"You remember that?" ask Radit.
"Yes, I always remember the face of the person who helped me, you are one of them" said Amara happily.
Radit felt a pain in his heart. Just as a helper and nobody. Radit let out a long sigh then clasped Amara's hand holding her hand.
"really?" ask Radit. Amara nodded slowly. Radit smiled happily.
"Then why are you here?" ask Amara.
"I live here, Sister-in-law," Radit said. Amara tries to digest Radit's words.
"Sister-in-law?" amara murmurs. Radit smiled and let go of Amara's hand. pat Amara's shoulder gently.
"You're married?" tanya Radit and is taken by Amara.
"I'm Micho's adoptive sister, you're my sister-in-law, Miss Amara" Radit said. Amara smiled and looked at Radit.
"Okey, Sister-in-law. We enjoy being together, I will be a good sister-in-law to you" Amara said with a smile. Radit laughed, at least with a close up on Amara making her happy, even though only as a sister-in-law.
A pair of eyes knowing their familiarity, Micho let out a long sigh. He wished they were just familiar, nothing more. He knew Radit was a female player who could have taken his wife.
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"Is there a problem, Dit?" his mother asked and was answered by Radit.
"Dit, do you think mom's not looking? I can see your sadness, what's the matter?" ask the middle-aged woman.
"Mother, if someday I have to go don't be sad" Radit said slowly. Bi Rini looked piqued and stared in the shade towards her adopted son.
"What do you mean?" ask him with full attention.
"Not so," Radit slowly peaked the top of his mother's head and sauntered away.
Bi Rini seemed to gently rub her chest, all she had was Radit. What does that mean for his son? Shortness of calling in his chest.
"Roman!" call Bi Rini on Radit so that makes the 26-year-old man seem to stop his steps. Radit turned his steps and looked towards his mother who looked sad.
"Does this have anything to do with Miss Amara?" asked his mother to make Radit shake quickly.
"You know each other, you love him?" ask mom full search.
"Mother, don't make it difficult for me, if Micho knows she can misunderstand" Radit said.
"What don't I know?" the sound made Radit shocked. He stared at the cold-looking Micho.
"Nothing, brother," Radit said. Micho took a long breath.
"Then let's go, then" Micho invites and is taken in by Radit.
Radit's slowly stepping his legs, woman? Why can't a woman keep her heart hurting? Why do women always make trouble in their lives? It feels like Radit wants to curse, radit rubs his face rough then follows Micho's steps away from him.
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