Rosie Sanders!
Untouchable
Two weeks after the news of Lexan's disappearance, the family's final breastplate assumed that the Argasatya family's son was dead. Added to the discovery of the carcass Lexan, which was accidentally found by an old man who happened to be fishing in the river.
News of Lexan's death began to circulate widely in various media reports. The man was pronounced dead in the river and was fed the water-waiting animal. Given the water is quite deep is also very swift and Lexan is not good at swimming. All colleagues said condolences, except for the Sanders Pratama family and the Lochlan family. Both families are only compact to attend the prayer procession organized by the Argasatya family. It was all for the sake of appreciating his besan. The upz! Ex-besan.
Noora's life changes drastically, Noora decides to sell her luxury home. The woman moved into housing far from the word elite. And it managed to make the whole family float protest at her.
But Noora can no longer trust anyone including her own family. It's not that he doesn't know who crippled his man, then kidnapped Lexan and took the man somewhere. Noora was disappointed, very. He doesn't like what he's part of being mixed up with by anyone.
Noora's stubbornness was really a duplicate of her great-grandmother's. Now the woman is very difficult to reach, to meet with her only the family must make an appointment first. It was never even once that they could meet Noora.
"Miss?" Said the secretary when he saw who appeared in front of his desk. Didn't the boss ask him to send all the work to his email? Then why did that woman suddenly appear there like a demon.
"Why are you surprised?" Noora asked staring in full search.
"Didn't you just send me a message, so that I send all the company's annual reports that will be evaluated next week, to your email miss?" Salma was astonished.
"Me?" Pointing Noora to her own face, Salma just nodded cengo. Noora was seen clenching her right hand, she knew who had been presumptuous to do so. Whose family are you again. His life began to be untouched, making his family madly want to grab her back.
Noora leaves Salma in her confusion, the woman slams the door of her room to make the girl jump in shock.
"God! Good thing my heart is healthy." Salma murmured rubbing her chest holding a tremendous thump from surprise.
While in his room, Noora was standing staring at the city streets that look solid from that height.
"That little vehicle and that's it, my trust in you. Stop trying to reach me, my heart can no longer compromise." Noora mende muttered legitimately. In his face a picture frame that shows the smile of a beautiful woman.
Savira is my dear friend.
"You seen Savira? No one can be like you, understand me well overall. Why did you choose to leave me this way, do you intend to punish me? I'm lonely Savira, no one can really understand the true state of my heart." Noora continued to mumble softly, not feeling the warm melt wetting her increasingly thin cheeks.
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Miguel stared at the wife's small back, which seemed to carry a heavy burden all by himself. The woman was reluctant to share with him even though it was just a story about her own difficulties.
"Darling?" Miguel's reprimand made Charlotte quick to wipe away the trail of water that flowed without permission on her cheek. The woman then turned around and threw a sweet smile that always calmed anyone's heart.
"What are you doing on a cold night all by yourself? Are there any interesting sights out here hmmm?" Seloroh Miguel stared wryly at the face of his beloved woman.
"I was stalking our new neighbor, like his man next door was quite handsome. I intend to take her cycling around the complex park." Charlotte said in a serious tone. Miguel's face was instantly sour.
"Do I need to evict that house over there, baby? I'm a little annoyed with the itchy guy who always greets my wife almost every day. Is that guy unemployed? He always knew when I had gone to work and then greeted you on purpose." Miguel took his wife's sentence seriously. The jealous man doesn't seem to like their new neighbors very much. A widower with two children who are already in college.
Charlotte laughed crisply, her husband always showing his protection.
"He just said hello dear, you forgot when you met, our neighbor mentioned that his profession is a heart doctor in a hospital owned by our family." Miguel doesn't seem to care. He only cares about what belongs to him.
"The lonely man doesn't even say hello to me every day. Why are you so overreacting." Charlotte's protest pinched her husband's cheek.
"I don't like you smiling at other men, baby, your smile is just for me. So don't be so friendly with her anymore, I'm jealous." Miguel said, Remembering.
"Okay, well my dear husband. So explain, why are you coming home late again today?" charlotte asked to shift their topic.
"I'm trying to meet our daughter, baby, three hours waiting for Noora still can't be met. Like her son we're a super busy career woman. I lost a flight clock with him." Kekeh Miguel with dewy eyes. Truly the man missed his eldest daughter, a year was the toughest time for his wife also to resist the longing.
If he knew early about the complicated problems of the child's household, he would not let his family interfere in his. Let her daughter do whatever it takes to make her heart satisfied. Really, unfortunately, his family acted without looking deeper into the feelings of his favorite daughter. Her daughter's heart was badly injured, but not her helping just bandage her. His family acted too far to make the wound even more gaping.
A year passed like walking on the coals of fire, when the heart longs, he can only see the child from a distance. Like her stalker, she was forced to do so to treat her longing.
"What if we stay at Noora's hotel? Maybe we can meet him there. I heard from Novandra, Noora's been staying at the hotel a lot lately. Maybe we can see her up close, or at least accidentally cross paths with Noora in the elevator." Charlotte proposes with a twinkle of hope in both of her eyeballs.
