SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTER 92. IT WAS A DIFFICULT DECISION, BUT IT HAS TO BE

Hotelis.

After the return of ustadz Zaky, Ezra continues the plan with Rolex. He listened carefully to the man's idea. Finally, after much consideration for what Arthur had to offer, Ezra decided on one thing.

Ruhama's late daughter-in-law, out of the room to the balcony. He lit a cigarette, which he had never touched for a long time even though he often carried it everywhere in his mini pouch.

Smoke also billowed, soaring high mixed with the air during the day Dubai city. Greeting the tall building that seemed to race to touch the sky.

Huft.

The strapping shoulders look as they go up and down following the rough breath that blows. He was worried, weighing many possibilities, as much as possible the steps he would take later did not endanger the small family he missed.

"I don't know what you're looking for and taking from me again. Dila maybe God has made it mine. I let Cheryl go after you busted her. Right Papa said, only I can solve this .. You misunderstand me, again," muttered Ezra looking at a photo on his phone.

"Abdeen, somehow, we have the same taste for women. Although I was reluctant at first to be with him, but after knowing all about Dila from his journal .. now I fall in love with him many times, my wife. Who's too late to realize."

"If this incident makes you happy. Please enjoy for a moment, I'll make sure the conditions turn to you, I'll make you feel the same .. lose, after guessing has grasped."

"Darling, I miss you guys...."

Ezra, rubbing the phone wallpaper that has changed with the face of his wife and child. The photo she took candidly when Dila kissed El, after the tiny baby had taken a bath, was still wrapped in a blue towel.

"How heavy are you, El? I miss crying and baby scents in the room," he muttered again still looking at the screen.

He let the snuff splinter placed on the balcony wall, consumed by the wind.

"Just this time, I felt like I was missing someone, Dila...."

Unknowingly, a single drop of clear feathers poked out from the tail of the eagle's eye the owner of the name Ezra El Qavi.

"Well, let's play the game ... Honey, I'm watching you from far away. Hang on for me yes, we'll see you again" the man whose heart was broken, because of a decision he made, had to be content with the circumstances that would come his way.

After asking his father for permission, he calls Arthur back.

"Please us, Art. The situation is difficult, if I get caught in, Dila is finished. You know who he is not?..thanks yes, I trust you .. may be the way now, I open about my privacy to you," said Ezra.

"I'm not asking for anything in return, Za. Just for Michelle's sake, so she'll have a friend. You know, I'm the same as you. Keep my wife and family meetings from the public. After all, marriage does not say .. very sure, if you do not stop by my outlet to order custom jewelry, where I know you are married again. This time I was amazed by the young girl, I want to be the same widower as you," Arthur's laughter echoed at the end.

"Damn you .. I'm still handsome, the proof is Dila wants to be with me," said Ezra.

"She's not the type who sees physical or treasure, exactly Michelle like .. anyway I want to ask the same Dilara later, use pellets what? an Ezra to this extent, even with Cheryl you never ordered jewelry on me," Arthur was no less complaining due to the attitude of his best friend. (chapter 62)

"OK Ok, king Arthur Julian .. when can I get in?"

"Ashraf was a notorious dictator of his workers, in contrast to his wife who looked a little friendly. His identity was never revealed except to me, because Asyraf ordered jewelry for the woman's birthday. Vega Gianina, real name Lady Asyraf Hamid. The widow, inherited all the wealth of the childless widower and then started the drive to become a property entrepreneur, franchise as well as others."

"Just come to Dubai first, I'll put it in smooth. God willing he won't know" continued Arthur again.

"Lusa, before I get back. Because you have to attend the Dila lawsuit trial," said Ezra later.

"Ok, leave it to me. Geez, for Michelle's sake I'm back on the gray path, "always as if sorry.

"You're sorry to help me?" accuse Ezra.

The two agreed, hoping that what they would do could bridge the connection of daily information or even communication between them even in secret.

While waiting for someone to come, tomorrow the handsome man will still do something with Sandrina, the cousin. Still will not get out of the hotel, so that the rival like a male snake can not sniff its existence.

Tonight will be long gone. The struggle of love, maybe blackmailing, will Ezra live from this moment for the love of the heart.

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UK.

Prince Abdeen will prepare to take off to Indonesia before continuing his journey to his hometown, Dubai. This morning he will be conducting a final examination of his condition.

"Is he safe?" asked the prince of the middle eastern noble family, King Abdeen Manaf.

"Aman Boss. With Asyraf Hamid, your relationship" Roy said.

"Ezra?"

"Invisible sign of his presence there, he may be down because Miss ran away, also filed for divorce over their marital status" said her personal assistant.

A sinister smile was imprinted on the face of the handsome young man. "Leaving it a second time, what's good?" his lips on Ezra's romance.

"My mission succeeded, didn't it? a heart attack this time. I'm satisfied, now you know what it's like to lose the real life .. If Cheryl doesn't, then I'm sure, if Dila will break your heart slowly," Abdeen monologues in front of the secretary who is no less cold.

"You're going in?"

"We'll see, Roy. Asyraf Hamid is not an easy man. I can't even break through his defensive wall" Abdeen said.

"May your wish be achieved, Boss."

"This time, I'll make sure, he loses a lot. O Emery, look at your actions" he said.

"Sanjaya Group, how? will we pull it one stronghold?"

"No need .. find Cheryl, I need that woman, this time where did she run? until old Smith, scolded me for what he did?"

"Snow? not Cheryl with Mr. Smith?" ask Roy.

"Not seen since three days ago. Search until you can. Don't let that big mouth leak our secret trap him with the man you killed" the boss told Roy.

"We're done with it?"

"As far as you are, if no longer useful, just throw it," he added slowly out of the room to the medical check-up room.

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...Mommy read the opinions of many othor pemes in a writing group, a little affect the mood a few days. "Good writing must be a lot of comments, likes, gifts and even votes. If none of that, then your writing can't inspire them to leave something there. But one of the othors there said, follow your heart. and that's booster mommy today, despite sore thumbs, forced UP for Dilara. Thanks to guys....