SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTER 71. SPRINGING

Naya sends a mysterious man's mobile number to her husband to return the funds that have been transferred. He could not do something very rushed, especially the one who designed Dilara's dress was Aiswa, his sister-in-law who had a baby.

"Just give it back, baby, I send the account number yes, do not forget to say a polite apology also give something as a cure for disappointment," said Mahendra solve the problem Naya.

"It feels like he's read his name, not a stranger but who is it?"

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Next Morning.

Dilara was made limp all night due to the actions of the handsome husband, making him lazy to teach even get off the bed until dawn ba'da in passing just by having a sholawat.

Dila chose to go back to sleep after Duha time. While Ezra is busy in the workspace, directing to Winda, who will accompany the wife at the venue later that evening.

"You take care of my wife, you're afraid that I'm there to break the focus" Ezra asked, showing the show's floor plan to Willa.

"Good, Sir. What lady?"

"Rest .. ba'da ashar you have to standby here. Now you can go home first or if you want to be here, just to the back, with Auntie," he added. Ezra got up leaving Winda who still seemed to learn the location.

"What dream, meet Non Dila until you can go up to this luxurious residence. Her husband was more mature and resolute, "She's eyes circled the luxurious living room where she was sitting. Shortly Bi Inah invited in after Ezra asked his nanny to watch over Winda.

On the second floor. Main Room.

Dilara was still fast asleep when Ezra returned to their room, leaving his wife after last night's act.

"Cute, if you sleep like this. Hey you, Mrs Qavi, you got a lot of money? still don't want to wear mine. Should have kept Dila, you two are my responsibility .. But Papa said, I can't make you, Ok, slow down."

Long she bent her knees at the side of the bed, looking at the peaceful face that was sound asleep.

"Dila, when I mentioned Cheryl that night it wasn't because I still remember her, but because...."

"Ughh .. pain," he lamented as Dilara's left palm held the stomach.

"Darling, why?"

"Don't know," Dila opened her eyes slowly, sliding her body to the left against Ezra.

And things went back to silence.

"Eh, go to bed again?" the mature old man who was still crouching on the side of the bed was astonished as well as comforted. Sometimes his wife is mature, judes not infrequently looks sweet and adorable.

*

By evening.

Ezra was tidy, just waiting for Maghrib time to come. Both deliberately chose to come late because they wanted to pray maghrib at home. I don't know where his wife was, after bathing in ashar, Ezra didn't see her in the room.

At exactly seven o'clock, the second generation of the El Qavi clan, descended to the ground floor. Without Dilara, because she asked Auntie who helped her change clothes in the lower room.

"Honey," he called Dila who was chatting with Winda the family room sofa.

"Yes?" Dila turned her head towards the sound, she pulled her bo-kong from the sofa.

"Di-la ... Who's the make-up-in?"

"Me, not smooth? be-l-aja-r tuto yutub was so-r-e," he said feeling unwell, grabbing a silver clutch on the table.

"No, flawless. Can-tik Dila," he whispered in awe, scanning his wife's looks from top to bottom.

The Rolex who had just entered was intent on picking them up, stunned to see its charming little mistress.

"See what Lex? let's go, "it's fierce on Rolex.

A few moments passed.

Ezra helps Dila when she gets out of the car. Put his hands on his head so as not to hit the door.

"Wear this now or later?"

"Later, if you enter the venue. I still want to see you," he hugged Dila's waist, stroked gently there.

Rolex had already registered their arrival when the couple started entering the building.

"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. El Qavi, Mr. Rolex, drive up to the side entrance, please." (Welcome Mr and Mrs Qavi, please enter from the side door)

The Aspri walked in front of the two, until the captain's greeting, greeted them.

"We have a table ready for you, this way please Mr. Rolex and also Mr. and Mrs. Qavi," said a man in a neat suit, taking the three to the table that had been prepared.

"Honey, if you feel reluctant everywhere, sit here with Winda. Or have Winda get you some food," Ezra said as he pulled up a chair for Dilara.

"Yes" answered Dila briefly. Not even five minutes later, he felt uncomfortable.

Many cynical gazes for him, when Ezra faithfully accompanied and served his needs.

The event began with a slide on the big screen that tells the history and gait Abdeen Property began twenty years ago.

A few minutes later, the event had turned out to be cordial with the guests. Rolex invites Ezra to blend in, although reluctant but he must establish a relationship.

"Dear, just a second. I went there," he said as he left Dila.

Just as the Young Master left. A man asked permission to sit in front of him.

"Hi, you're on your own?" sapanya friendly.

"He's married" replied Winda began to be vigilant.

"I know, Mr. Qavi's secret mistress isn't it? I was just saying hello" he replied straightforwardly.

"Tried this menu? very good for pregnant women, it feels fresh," he continued even though Dilara still remained silent. He thrust a menu list in front of Dila.

"You are very disrespectful, Madam, not responding to your interlocutor properly" the stranger said.

"You're more disrespectful, sir. Sitting in front of a non-Mahram, without his permission," Dilara spoke firmly.

"I'm sorry, if so. Have a good day, Mrs Qavi." The foreign man got up, bowed slowly and left Dila's desk.

Maybe he is very interesting because it comes with Ezra. Just as the man was leaving, a beautiful woman with long black hair appeared.

"Good night, you're Ezra's new wife aren't you? introduce, Anastasya Sanjaya," he said reaching out to Dila.

The cute girl nan ayu just welcomed as necessary, smiling sweetly without mentioning names.

"I don't think an Ezra has tastes like you. Oh, not insulting. It's just, I don't know if the woman's level has changed" he said again.

Dilara was still silent not responding, it was not important she thought. He knew, not equal to the husband but numb when the insults did not come out of his mouth.

"You're wasting time if you just want to make me angry or insecure" Dila replied with a smile.

"It's very self-confidence. Maybe Ezra hasn't told me that I'm his partner. We'll be in a remote location some day, I don't think you need to worry about your husband's condition because there will be someone to look after him" he said.

"Thank you. My husband is still the main holder of all the projects with Sanjaya Group, don't think I don't know. Naturally, if my husband needs a guard dog out there," replied Dila casually.

"You!"

"Ezra married you only as a reward of return, an abege that is easily deceived" he said.

"I mean, you've been paid, right? Miss Anastasya, you're very pretty .. But my eyes don't seem to sell, you know, Miss? characteristics of women do not sell usually drop the choice on the husband of people because if indeed he feels beautiful and perfect, of course there will be a single man who can take his heart."

Pfft.

Winda stifled laughter at Dilara's scathing reply, her current female employer.

"You!. Look at it later, how far Ezra will go with you," said Anastasya fuming with a clenched hand and a red face extinguished in shame, before he left his rival.

Dilara no longer pinched the woman's words, her heart was upset, her strength was exhausted to say long sentences with a firm tone like that. He just wanted to disguise his shortcomings, so that Ezra did not get scorn that his wife was disabled.

After the departure of the demonic woman, Winda knew, her young mistress was tired. He took infuse water as well as fruit slice for Dilara.

When Dila's impromptu assistant returns, a bouquet of flowers is present at the table, as Ezra arrives.

"A.Z, who's my dear?"

"Some, I don't know. Nor is this my favorite flower" replied a short dila.

"Go home, we're dinner outside," Ezra asked later.

"Re-l-asi Brother?" dila asked as if she could not believe her husband understood that he was uncomfortable.

"There's a Rolex, dear Kemon," Ezra got up, pulled his wife's seat slowly so she could have more room to stand.

Just stepped to reach the door. A spoiled voice, blocked him.

"Hi, Honey?"

"Side," Winda deliberately spilled a glass of drink until it hit his shirt. While the couple walked away.

"Ezra!" yells.

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