The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Revenges

Meanwhile, Nara continues to drive the car at above-average speeds. His mind was muddled after meeting Dafan. He can't think clearly. The only way is to escape. The horn is repeatedly pressed so that others do not block the speed of the vehicle he is driving. He doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to baper. Disappearing from Dafan and no longer depending on it is a top priority over the past four years.

Sighing for a long moment, Nara recalled the incident when Dafan was snapping at her. Including the times Dafan smiled sweetly at other girls. Miris, pain, her tears came back to drip without being prevented.

Remembering that, wanted him to curse rudely. He wanted to beat up Dafan. However, because such a great love made him actually run away and decided to go abroad.

Heavy, it was so hard. He who is too young must be heartbroken and forced to flee from reality. Leaving Indonesia was not his desire. There are tears of the mother and of course her tears. But he also made the tough decision and moved on. Adapting to a new environment while arranging the heart is not as young as turning the palm of the hand.

Surprisingly, a year after moving in he got word that Dafan was also dumped. He wanted to laugh evilly, but the shit was not realized, there were only tears. Regretting why Dafan wasn't chasing after the woman. Regretting why Dafan could not be happy even though he was willing to hurt Dafan.

Now, the man who caused the problem is present again. Should he give up? Back to chasing that guy's love?

Nara shook her head. He chuckled in irony while wiping away his tears. Very unwilling to go through the same difficulties a second time and because of the same people.

Sighing deeply, Nara was still watching the streets despite the fragmented view. The eyes also accidentally saw the rearview mirror of the car and saw that Dafan was following.

"Call Nara, stay cool, okay. He's just the past. And you've been trying so hard to get him. So now the best way yes you have to ignore him. He doesn't pantes anymore for you to forgive let alone hope. Let him live his life. You also need to be able to hold back. You must have shame. No more chasing him let alone whining his love," he murmured as he tightly grasped the steering wheel. He added more speed.

Nara arrives at an elite housing complex. After deciding to return to Indonesia two years ago he decided to live alone. Independent, that is the pretext in order to get out of the family's main house. However, not only was that the reason, he came out from there because in the family home there were also memories of Dafan.

"Well, that's why there's a ferry?" nara muttered again while getting out of the car. He approached Fery who was standing on the porch of the house without regard to Dafan who was behind.

"Hey Fer, why go to si—"

Not even had time to finish the word, a check made Nara forced to turn her body. He was shocked when he saw Dafan at such a close distance. Suddenly his heart broke. Thumping faster. Dafan looked more handsome.

"Please! It hurts!"

Nara thrashed after successfully reconciling the heart that had acted. Dafan who had just realized that his hand checks hurt Nara immediately let go. He saw a sour-faced Nara.

"Why run?" ask Dafan. "I just want to take care of you."

Nara laughed cynically. "Don't give a shit."

"Ra, how is that talking?"

Nara chuckled again, even more horrible sounding. He crossed his chest with his eyes staring at Dafan. "You forgot what you're pretending to forget?"

Dafan. His eyes moved lira to and fro looking for an excuse.

"Look at it." Nara has spread her hand. "Liat, right? I'm all right. I'm doing fine. So you better go home."

"If so, can we talk for a minute?"

Miris. Nara wanted to cry but what happened was laughing even louder. He looked at Dafan cynically. "We have no more business. So you better go home."

"But, Ra ...."

Without waiting for Dafan to say, Nara immediately turned her heels and approached Feri. He held Fery's hand and then turned back. It turned out that Dafan was still following. He threw a cynical smile back. "Go home, we have no more business. I have business with other people."

Fery who stood and was arguably very close to Nara became nervous especially when the edge of Mount Kelud belonging to Nara touched his arm. Suddenly the body temperature becomes hot and cold simultaneously.

Not yet had time to continue the word to protest, Nara hugged Fery's arm tightly until the one with the arm sculpted. He forgot to catch his breath.

"But I just need a minute, I just want to say that ...."

"Come, Fer," Nara interrupted. He was indeed not strong to linger with Dafan. He was afraid of doing something crazy. So rather than the self-esteem that has been stepped on to become more sad, he decided to make Fery as a shield. He pulled Fery into the house.

Returning back, Nara, who was still faithful, clasped Fery's arm back to turn and still found Dafan. He who was already in the doorway of the room returned a longing gaze. "Why are you still following me, anyway?"

"I just want to talk, Ra."

Nara ignored it again. He slammed the door of the room hard and of course made Fery and Dafan stick out in shock.

However, Dafan was not discouraged. He knocked on the door of the room. "Rba, Nara. We need to talk. I just need five minutes to doang" he cried in frustration.

Fery who broke out in cold sweat tried to grab the door handle but was immediately pushed aside by Nara.

"Why what?" ask him with eyes glaring.

"M-tiger b-uka pi-door," replied Fery.

Hearing that Nara's eyes immediately glared. He's ruffled around the waist. "If you want to die, open it."

Fery was immediately bowed. The 22-year-old, wearing a checkered shirt and neatly combed hair on the left, was nervous. Nara who he knew all this time always looks terrible when angry. Now, Nara is back in dangerous mode. He was silent again even though the door was back in Dafan gedor from the outside.

"Ra, give me a moment to talk," asked Dafan again.

But Nara smirked. It's Fery's lyrics that are down. "Why did you come here?" tanyakanya.

"G-ak ngapa-ngapain, ta-tadi ni-intiatnya c-just want to bi-say ka-if there will be re-reunion. Just-just that," Fery replied. Cold sweat treads out big. He held his stiff hand firmly as Nara surrounded his body.

"Na-nara, you-you want to play?" ask again. Instantly, he felt like he had entered a haunted house. Horror.

"Fer, we've been together a long time, haven't we?"

Fery nodded. After Nara returned to Indonesia they often spent threesome—himself, Nara, and Anya—like time still SMA first. Their relationship is getting closer.

"Then do you believe me?" ask Nara again.

Fery nodded again.

"You're gonna help me, aren't you?"

Again Fery moved his head up and down.

Nara smiled mysteriously and then took off Fery's glasses and ruffled the man's hair.

"You want to play?" asked Fery who was getting nervous with Nara's behavior. But again Nara's response was just an ambiguous lip review. Now his hands are wrinkled actually release one by one button Fery shirt.

"Help me, Fer. Help me to escape Dafan."