The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Deciding Relationships

This time Arrahma felt helpless. Apparently not having the money to make. Someone is easily oppressed .

“Yes Allah help me, I do not know how to. The savings I have I loaned to Gus Imam for Umi's treatment. And just this afternoon. I bought cake ingredients for capital again,”, Arrahma said in his heart.

“I don't want to marry you!” arrahma tried to get out of Zola's cage.

“I don't need approval from you,” serve fast.

“Alright, you said earlier ...I have to pay 50 million? Okay now I pay upfront.” Arrahma spoke quickly, his hand opening his sling bag.

“This is my phone, latest output. It costs 24 million, if resold it might sell for 20 million. And here's my key, maybe if you sell 17 million more. The rest I transfer now,” he said opening the transfer application.

“Come dictate what your account number is. After this I will reset my phone. Let's go back to the way it was before. And my personal account, safe. When you sell.”

Quickly Zola snatched Arrahma's phone out of hand. It made the girl surprised.

“Terms I gave you earlier. It's no longer useful. Now the choice is only one ..to be mine,” whispered Zola. Instantly making Arrahma instantly limp. His body sank because it was not strong to stand. Arrahma closed his eyes. The girl was crying bitterly. Crying over his apprehensive condition.

Zola smiled as she felt like she was winning. The man will not waste his chance. Has a wife who is 15 years younger than him. Awakened sanctity. And he also won't be pressured by Kong Can Prihal's wife.

Arrahma was just crying. One month later she will marry Gus Imam. The little guy with her. Which he admires. It was Abah Yai who found herself when her parents were in an accident. This made Abah Yai, betrothed himself to Gus Imam.

“Remember! From this second also ..you must obey my words.” Zola held up Arrahma's chin which was covered in a veil. Arrahma could only shed tears. Withstanding pain.

“But I'm not a fool either. Not at all. I won't let you run from my clutches. With so easy.”

Pilu is so bitter that Arrahma's fate is too harsh.

“Sraf, come to hotel. Bring penghulu also.” Zola turned off the phone. The man put his body in the bed. He won tonight. Winning because Kong Can would not press him. To get married soon. And won because he had a wife he could beat. To vent all his anger.

Arrahma took a deep breath. The girl stood up from her slump. Walk towards the bed with a million regrets. Which he couldn't spill.

“I want to call someone.” Arrahma stood beside the bed.

Zola looked up at Arrahma.

“Can't,” he replied with a sharp look.

“I have to break my relationship with my fiancee. Before I get married to you!” Arrahma spoke firmly. Even though his heart was broken into pieces. Because of the people he loved. It will never be his.

Zola smiled meaningfully, she wanted to see the destruction of Arrahma and his fiancee.

“Do.” Zola smiled at the devil as she thrust her phone at Arrahma.

The trick is okay, too...

The To Be Continued.