The Love Between Two Countries

Miss and Hate

Whatever the reason, covering something up on the grounds not to get hurt, it will give a lot of injuries in the end.

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Azharin was quiet on the plane. He leaned against Bernard's arm.

"What's Barbie?"

"Mm, there's no dear." Azharin replied without looking at Bernard.

"Sleep. When you wake up, be happy. You have to promise me." Bernard persuaded Azharin's heart. Still imagined in Bernard's memory how Azharin stared at the car in which his mother was.

Whether he felt his mother or just a coincidence.

Bernard rubbed Azharin's head. Bernard felt wet in his arms. He realized Azharin was crying silently. Bernard did not harass Azharin. It is much better for Azharin to start a new day in Bernard's country.

"After crying will come laughter in your life Barbie."

That is what Bernard's heart says. A trip of almost 18 hours does not make boredom. Bernard did order First Class. Azharin also has no lack of energy. Starting appetizers, main meals and desserts are available with many menus, Indonesian menus and English menus.

Azharin was mentally stressed without Bernard knowing for sure. Azharin felt exhausted physically and mentally, so she often fell asleep. Bernard continued to wake Azharin during the meal. He lovingly bribed Azharin when Azharin's eyes could not be compromised. Azharin chews food with her eyes closed.

Bernard felt the journey this time felt much longer. He wanted to arrive quickly and rest Azharin in his apartment bed.

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"Come on Barbie, get changed and get some rest." Bernard lifted up Azharin's big suitcase.

"Yes dear. Thank you." Thank you."

Bernard took a change of clothes. Azharin did occupy the main room, which was the room Bernard used. Just waiting a few days before getting married.

"I'm staying ya." Azharin. Bernard headed for another room. He went into the kitchen and made a drink. He had no intention of troubling Azharin for now.

Before picking up Azharin, Bernard asks Gilberto for help. Bernard contacted Gilberto asking about getting married. Gilberto inquired about the conditions taken care of by the Azharin state. He promised to pick up the night. Bernard also contacted his secretary asking for work. He then opened the laptop because the secretary asked to check some of the emails he had sent.

Among the affairs of the office, Bernard saw one email. The email was foreign to Bernard. Bernard opened, he read the inscription. I'm sorry. I've been trying to forget you for two years. But I failed. Give me a second chance. I pledge allegiance to you. Laurrens.

Bernard is not pestering. Laurren could not contact Bernard's contact because it had been blocked out. That's why Laurren tried to send you an email. Laurren has indeed obtained information Bernard has had other women and not women from his own country.

Initially Laurren thought Bernard back and forth to Indonesia business affairs, who would have thought to take care of the terms of marriage. He suddenly did not want Bernard to be owned by another woman. Moreover, his love relationship ran aground with his cheating man.

"Where are you?" Bernard called Gilberto again.

"What's wrong?"

"I found an email from Laurren. I don't want him screwing up after two years of breaking up with her."

"How dare he." Gilberto snarled in annoyance.

"Just turn him on. I don't want to add pain to Azharin. He asked her last before steadying his heart. Will Laurren not be an obstacle to our future."

"Then you answer what!"

"Obviously no. I never forgive betrayal of any kind. As you said, Azharin's a good match for me."

"I wonder, what are the advantages of Azharin now in your eyes?" Gilberto was curious about Bernard's opinion.

"She is independent, tough and a very strong woman. She was still a little stiff, but her heart was so warm that my drama-filled niece fell over to her." Not only did Bernard laugh saying his nephew was full of drama, Gilberto across the phone also chuckled. He was very sorry for the behavior of Bernard's nephew, especially the ignorant Barbara.

"Setia, that's the most important." Gilberto reminded Bernard.

"Yes, that's the main thing. Okay I want to see Azharin, her heart is not fine because it just left her country. I need you to watch Laurren's movements. My marriage is only a matter of days."

Azharin slept in a blanket that covered her waist. Bernard slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. He noticed Azharin's pretty face.

Slowly his hands styled Azharin's uncluttered hair. He gently down the cheeks of his lover then the nose that is not as sharp as his nose.

"Barbie, I don't think behind your pretty face, so much pain. I love you more, baby. I need criteria like yours. I'm a business man, baby, I don't know what obstacles ahead that hinder my steps and business."

"Any Big Boss, I can do it." Azharin replied slowly and eyes closed.

"Barbie, you teased me by pretending to sleep hmm." Bernard supported Azharin who was still lying on his side. He looked up a little at Bernard.

"You're rubbing me with my cheeks and nose."

"Do you want me to wipe other parts of your body?" bernard asked Azharin. Bernard endured the turmoil of love hearing his own words. As a normal man, his mind was clearly easy to travel. Moreover, the woman lying in her bed was full of attraction.

"Yes," Azharin replied briefly. Making a short circuit in Bernard's chest burns his nerves.

"Where's Barbie?" bernard asked with a foggy look of passion.

"Here" pointed Azharin at one cheekbone, the bone located under his eyes. But tears rolled down his eyes. Bernard was surprised, wiping out the mist of his passion.

Bernard immediately flicked away the blanket and pulled Azharin in his arms. Azharin leaned against Bernard's chest. His head rested on one of Bernard's arms. Not enough, he hugged Bernard's arm.

Bernard doesn't understand what's going on. Azharin's cries grew stifling to Bernard's heart. Bernard could not ask. He was sure Azharin would not be able to answer in a clear voice. There was nothing Bernard could do but hug Azharin.

Azharin releases tightness in the liver through tears. After many tears. His chest felt more spacious. He said, "I know my mother is alive, and Armian is always with her."

Bernard stretched his arms. He looked at Azharin not understanding. "If you know, why are you pretending not to know?"

"I miss my mother and hate her." Azharin's chest rumbled back. Not out of sadness anymore, but into anger.

"You mean?" bernard asked not to understand where Azharin was heading.

"I miss every time, I wish he came to me. Until when I finished college, I tried to forget and assume it was never achieved. I fail, the nights when I run into trouble, I always hope, if my mom is around. Maybe I won't swallow all the suffering myself."

"Hate for what reason?"

"When I found out, Armian had met him. Why doesn't he see me either."

"When do you know?"

"Eleven months ago. I accidentally saw Armian's car parked in one of the houses. I'm curious. I watched from far away. Hours I was willing because my intention was originally to catch him wet. I thought he had another woman and cheated on Sonia. I was so surprised when she came out and was followed by our mother."

Azharin was very distrustful of his own vision at that time. He stared at the door of his mother's house, which was closed. He didn't understand why Armian knew his mother's house and didn't say anything.

Two days a day, two months a month. Armian didn't say anything to Azharin. The first three months after learning about his mother's house, Azharin always turned back in that direction, even if just looking at the door of the house. At that time he always saw Armian parked.

Azharin wanted to stop and go down and knock on the door of the house. The other side of Azharin's heart said, If he wanted to see me, Armian would have told me. That means he doesn't want to meet and ban Armian.

That thought always managed to thwart Azharin's intention to go down. Instead of the down, Azharin finally tears down. The stored longing became hateful after three months he always cried because of a war full of dilemmas.

Azharin then decides to forget her mother like her mother forgot her. Azharin no longer cried and never again passed through the house. To treat his heart, he went to Spain.

He wanted to forget for a moment all the pain. He succeeded, without even expecting to meet Bernard again and invite him. He was reckless to follow. Ever since he found out his mother was one city with him with no intention of meeting, he had increasingly wanted to leave his country. Ask Bernard the first step he must take to achieve his goal. He felt his steps open.

He felt his steps were opening up even more, as Bernard's mother accepted and wanted him. One side happy and sad at the same time.

Bernard listened to Azharin. Once again Bernard was inexhaustible with the thoughts of Armian and his mother. Bernard could only understand Azharin's pain, even though he knew what happened to Azharin's mother.

Bernard was more on Azharin's side. If Azharin's mother had dared to risk guilt and guilt, Azharin wouldn't have been this sick. Azharin wouldn't misunderstand. That is Bernard's thought.

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