The Love Between Two Countries

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In the office, Bernard had just finished a meeting. Gilberto sat before Bernard. Gilberto has explained everything he knows.

"So soon, I'll call Azharin."

"Contact."

"Hallo dear," said Azharin when Bernard called.

"Barbie, what are you doing?"

"I want to cook. What's up?"

"You don't have to cook at the moment. I'll order you what you want."

"alright. Aren't you going home early?" ask Azharin.

"You're right, I'm sorry. There's something I need to take care of. Don't you mind yourself?"

"I have no problem. I'll just go to bed after lunch." Azharin seemed ordinary in responding to Bernard cancelling the plan.

Bernard once again apologized to Azharin.

"Come, we're going now." Bernard stood up and Gilberto followed.

***

Ting .. tong, ting .. tong.

The apartment bell rings. Before long the apartment door opened. It looks like a sturdy man wearing a white shirt that fits so well attached to the body and the top two shirt buttons are open, adding sexiness to the owner.

The woman's mouth was in disbelief. "You ... How did you get here?" asked Laurren nervously.

"Didn't Azharin say you were looking for me?" bernard's words made Laurren stutter.

"Didn't you let me in, after all these years we haven't met?" bernard is back. The man said with a slanted smile.

"Come in" said Laurren giving way.

"Sit down" said Laurren again, inviting Bernard.

Bernard sat with his back on the sofa and folded one leg over his thigh.

"Are you surprised I came all of a sudden?" bernard asked meaningfully. Laurren just nodded.

"I heard you broke up with your boyfriend. You also searched and sent me an email. Is that true?" bernard asked back.

"Yes. He decided on me." Laurren was honest. He was decided.

"I want us back together. Did you accept me?" bernard asked seriously. Laurren could not believe hearing Bernard's words.

"You're serious?"

"I'm serious."

"I heard you're getting married to another country's woman." Laurren could not help his curiosity.

"You know what?"

"Yes, I found out recently," Laurren said.

"I'm going to marry him. Three more days."

"Then, what does that mean?" laurren asked disappointedly.

"I married her just for revenge. He rejected me once. I can't accept rejection."

Laurren thought hard. He wanted to get Bernard back because there was no one to support his finances at the moment. But hearing Bernard still marry the woman, caused a sense of dissatisfaction in his heart. He doesn't want to share with anyone.

"You disagree?" bernard asked to look at Laurren's residence. "Remember, you're guilty of me, too. You can't demand much of me right now." Bernard reminded sharply.

"Why do you ask me to be with you?"

"I want to hurt her when I get married. I want you to be my mistress." Bernard stared at Laurren. "Of course you know what compensation I'm giving you. Isn't that what you need?"

Laurren had understood what Bernard's goal was. He was disappointed with Bernard's arrival. But he had no other choice. "All right, I take it."

"Wait to hear from me, before that you can't mess up my plans!" Bernard warned firmly.

"Yes." Yeah."

"How much do you need?" bernard's question made Laurren even more disappointed. The reason being, Bernard said in a cynical tone.

Laurren was forced to name the nominal he needed. Lifestyle ensnared him in huge debts, and he should be able to repay his debts every month.

"Ok, I'll transfer, but you won't be able to get every single time. So you can set it up."

Without waiting for Laurren's answer, Bernard leaves Laurren's apartment.

In the car Gilberto was waiting. He forced Bernard to become a private driver. "Successfully?" ask Gilberto. They had slid far away from the apartment.

"It's easy to conquer him. She's still the same woman. Just need fun without thinking far." Bernard glanced at Gilberto.

"Why are you doing this? You can even do cruel things." Gilberto doesn't understand Bernard's ways.

"There is no time, this way is easier to hinder his steps. My marriage was only three days. A lot of my office business. I don't have much of a way to go right now."

"Yes, but I'm afraid to see his stubbornness. What if he cancels the wedding suddenly."

"Well, maybe he'll be like that. He doesn't work there anymore." Gilberto turned his gaze to Bernard for a moment and refocused himself on the streets.

"Maybe for him."

"You're so sure?"

'He can even leave his job and country without loving me."

"What did you say?" Gilberto remains focused on the streets.

"You didn't hear wrong, I don't have to say anymore." Bernard replied with a grimacing face. Gilberto clearly did not see.

Bernard told her how Azharin was with him. He knew Azharin didn't love him. Bernard also did not understand how Azharin accepted to marry and join his country. Bernard was often inexhaustible. Desire to have greater Azharin. Bernard closed his eyes on everything.

Gilberto heard and commented, "You know. Then why do you keep marrying her."

"I love him" Bernard replied.

"Just because of that?"

"Do I have any other reasons? After everything I've done."

"You know better. I haven't understood you since you've known him."

"It can be." No objection came out of Bernard's lips.

No more talk. Gilberto keeps driving. He returned to the office and was forced to leave Azharin until late at night.

Bernard didn't even have time to report it other than this afternoon. Office business piles up so much. Gilberto also returned to the office after Bernard's private affairs were over.

If Bernard dissolves in business, Azharin focuses on resting the body. His physique felt a little tired as Azharin's mind was slightly divided. However, Azharin promised to take good care of her life. He was sure that sooner or later he would be able to love Bernard as sincerely as he once loved Hendri. He could see Bernard so desiring himself. Azharin hoped that Bernard's love was not a mere desire.

As the time showed at nine o'clock in the evening, Bernard awoke from a casual conversation with his business partner. That was after Gilberto contacted him. Bernard glanced at his watch and he was forced to give up on his business partner.

Bernard has promised to make Azharin happy. But tonight was his first regret for ignoring Azharin. He drove and rushed home.

Without ringing the bell, Bernard pressed the password and headed to the main room. He opened the door of the room and saw Azharin curled up in a blanket.

Slowly he approached Azharin and squatted on the edge of the bed. Unhappy, he sat on the edge of the bed. Bernard teasing sleeping Azharin.

"Barbie," call Bernard softly. Not only did he call out softly, he also dyed Azharin's forehead feelingly. Azharin opened her eyes slowly, and gave a sweet smile.

"You've been a long time" Azharin said frankly. Bernard rubbed Azharin's hair.

"I'm sorry."

"What's wrong, I get it. You're a busy man." Azharin said quietly, with no intention of cornered.

"Are you still sleepy?" bernard was still rubbing Azharin's hair.

"No, I sleep a lot from noon." Azharin flicked her blankets and stared into Bernard's blue eyes. Looking for Bernard's love in it.

"You've had Barbie's dinner?" bernard asked, grabbing Azharin into his arms.

"Yet. I'd rather sleep waiting for you."

"Let's eat something, I'll cook something."

Azharin nodded happily. Bernard changed his nightgown. Azharin remained in the room, her gaze shifting towards the room window. Bernard seduces Azharin.

"You don't want to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Barbie ?"

"No. I don't want to be caliph and make junior Bernard not in time" Azharin said seriously making Bernard laugh with Azharin's stiff attitude.

"You did pull Barbie. If this was Laurren, he would have willingly given me what I wanted."

Bernard didn't take long to copy the clothes. "Let's go to the kitchen" Bernard said.

Bernard made Azharin a meal made from fish and potatoes. The mashed fish was fried and given sauce. Bernard worked neatly and deftly. There was no messy kitchen because Bernard cooked. Azharin watched according to Bernard's wishes.

Bernard said he made amends for a neglected promise this afternoon. Azharin basically did not bother, but Bernard still wanted to make up for it. Finally in this kitchen Azharin just sat sweetly while enjoying Bernard's attention.

Bernard accompanied Azharin to a meal by eating his food in small portions. Azharin protested why Bernard ate so little. Bernard said he had eaten with his business partner. Azharin felt an invisible touch in her heart, looking at Bernard's very respectful attitude.

"Thank you, baby." There was guilt present in Azharin's heart.

After the meal, Azharin was also forbidden by Bernard from packing up the leftovers. Bernard nimbly tidied up and took Azharin to watch.

In front of the television, embracing Azharin's shoulder, Bernard said, "Barbie, I need to talk."

***

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