Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 32

Khaira gets hotter, not to mention when she realizes Gibran is focused on Kanaya there. Angry, jealous and indeed those things have happened since Gibran decided to propose to him.

Doubt over Gibran's love and his hatred for Kanaya made Khaira blind. And without burden Khaira stomped on Gibran's feet with her shoes.

"Buswww!!! Khaira you are crazy?!! Sick," Gibran sighed at Khaira's annoyance, having an emotional wife and not being able to think clearly like Khaira ternhaya was quite difficult as well.

"Where did you see? To him, right?!! Why, you still love her, Mas?" khaira asked with stifled emotions and an instinct to grab Kanaya.

"What harm? Isn't it at the wedding that the guest will see the bride?" ibra asked feeling that he was not wrong, the man clucked in annoyance and pushed away Khaira's legs violently, there was absolutely no softness.

"Boy!! You what the fuck?"

Feeling unaccepted with Gibran's armor, Khaira's eyes now glazed over. While in their tracks, the middle-aged woman with red lips was trying to hold back her emotions, until Widya finally got out of control.

"Boddoh basic!! You just go home if you want to make a fuss," said Widya annoyed not playing, guests who sit near them are clearly looking for the source of the sound.

Currently, Widya is lamenting her own stupidity. How his life was imprisoned in regret and now stealing the eyes of Kanaya.

He was ashamed, to himself and to Kanaya of course. It seemed that he had no face left to come to this place, but because Mahatma insisted on inviting them to come to see the marriage contract of Kanaya, a stepdaughter who had no idea why Mahatma loved him so much.

Khaira clearly frowned, why was her mother even angry. Even though he knew clearly that Widya agreed to all her opinions and Widya had never been angry with him since.

"Ehem-ehem, what's the matter, ma'am? If it is urgent, please just go out ... not the same delicious who has an event, appreciate Mr. Ibra and his wife."

In the midst of their squabbles, a woman who when viewed from her appearance is an important figure that they often see on the glass screen.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Mahatma took the role, the woman just nodded slowly. Mahatma's language is different, he can control himself and not act crazy like them.

Abygail as Kanaya's second brother was rubbing his face riled up, the people who were guests here were important figures that he knew quite a lot.

The high position holders in the company that he often visited when accompanying his boss to establish cooperation, and among them are also members of the government board.

The more they felt as small as anything, Ibra who hid his identity and more embarrassing again he had beaten Ibra to death when the man proposed to his younger brother.

"I was suddenly not feeling well, Pa, I was first yes," said Adrian suddenly, it turns out that the discomfort was not only Abygail, but Adrian as well.

"No one can go home, you all have to congratulate Kanaya."

Die them, how can you congratulate Kanaya while this time the shame has enveloped them. It felt really confusing, wanting it to feel like Adrian ran away from the place quickly.

"Come on, Pa, don't be childish."

"There's nothing like children!! Ibra has seen us before the deal, and it would be better if we congratulate him first before we go home."

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From Kanaya's point of view, she was stunned to see the invited guests before her. He's not dreaming, is he? Invitational guests from extraordinary people, the food available is also not ordinary food, the crystal lights that are on it at every corner make Kanaya feel himself in the fantasy world.

"Why? Tired huh?" ibra asked so gently, looking at his wife who looked tired he was worried of course, the content in Kanaya that became the reason for Ibra like this.

"No, I'm not tired" he replied with a stifled smile, for some reason Kanaya felt like she didn't recognize Ibra anymore.

If previously Kanaya was ordinary, right now she was extremely embarrassed. How Ibra did it, since then there was always Kanaya's eyelashes falling out and Ibra quickly got rid of it.

"You sick, Kanaya?" ibra asked curiously, when it was just eyelashes, what pain, Kanaya thought was amazing wonder.

Kanaya just shook her head slowly, she slightly lowered her head and avoided Ibra's gaze. Is this really how it feels to be a new bride, Kanaya asked questions.

"Kanye."

"Haah? Papa?!!"

Where Kanaya's eyes don't realize her family is here. Ibra did not say anything to him about Kanaya's extended family.

"Congratulations, son, Papa is happy .. Papa's child is very beautiful," said Mahatma honestly, after hugging Kanaya tightly and expressing affection and apologizing to his daughter.

"Thank you, Papa, Naya's so sad."

Manja, maybe that's why Khaira doesn't like her stepbrother. Kanaya is as pampered as that to Mahatma, but that doesn't mean she wants to take Mahatma's love away from anyone, not at all.

"Which mama? Come along, Pa?" Although Widya hates him, for God's sake Kanaya still remembers him as heaven.

Mahatma nodded slowly, as if giving Kanaya peace of mind that she still had a family. Although, he was confused to answer what, because inviting Widya to shake Kanaya's hand was difficult.

"Papa say yes, dear," said Mahatma grasping Kanaya's fingers, smiling briefly at Ibra who had been watching him since.

"Remove your tears, Kanaya, don't cry in front of me" Ibra said gently but sounded like a threat that Kanaya should be quiet. He doesn't like Kanaya's tears back for the sake of the mad family.

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