The Love Ship Ayana

Second Novel Spoiler

Assalamu'Alaikum Wr.Wc.

Hi Readers, how are you all? It's healthy, right? Don't get sick. The pain is lonely and painful.

This is not an update, the author just wants to say hello to readers who have been supporting the author's first novel so that it becomes a con for this self in continuing to work.

The author wants to know the new novel Author, the story continues from this novel.

It's called, "Sense Engineering"

Under Author leaking his Prologue section.

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Azka: "Don't misunderstand. I married you because I had to. I can't fight your mother's wishes."

Dea: "I understand! Sorry if I am a parasite in my life again. But you do not have to worry, this time I will not be a burden for you. Let's just say I don't exist. Father has no obligation to support me, born and inner. You don't have to feel tied to this marriage. If you want to remarry, please do so, without my consent, please. Once your condition improves, I will be sure to go away from your life even for a coincidence will never have a gap for me to appear in front of you."

Azka: "Good then, I hold your words. I can't wait to see you disappear without a trace of my life!"

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Azka stepped away, leaving Dea with heated eyes and a heart that was no less hot. The rumbling feeling of helplessness struck him once again. The man, whom he had idolized as a child, once again uttered a painful sentence, knocking out all the joints of his soul.

Dea stepped into the room, she locked the doors and windows. Now all that is heard is the whirling of the air conditioning machine and the gurgling of water from behind the bathroom door. The clock on the wall already showed at 11pm, Dea was already feeling too tired. Tired of heart and mind, physically too, Isya was exhausted Isya was she officially became the wife of Azka, the son of her parents' best friend, her childhood neighbor, GM where she worked and at the same time a man who hated her.

Everything just happened, Dea who came to visit Aya's mother who was sick, now even trapped in marriage with her son.

Dea could not do anything, he remembered the message his parents had before dying at the Hospital in an accident 6 months ago to always obey the family om Arga and mother Aya.

With Azka, the word of his mother was like the voice of God, he could not argue.

How's Dea feeling?

Not much different from Azka, Dea had almost forgotten him. The difference is, Dea doesn't want to hate anyone.

Dea picked up a head pillow and then moved it over a thick carpet that lay in the remaining space between the window and the bed. Not so wide, only about 1 meter, yet it was enough for Dea. There is actually a sofa sigle in the room, but it will not be enough for the length of the Dea body while sleeping. Besides, if you choose to sleep below, at least Azka will not see him as well as himself.

Azka comes out of the bathroom and does not find Dea. He thought Dea was still on the balcony. Quickly he put on his clothes, his emotions had been changed, but when he was about to open the door that connects his room with the balcony, his eyes caught Dea's presence with a breath that sounded heavy but orderly.

"Cih.basically stubborn." Azka grimaced at Dea who chose to sleep on the carpet.

Azka crawled up to the bed, before laying down her tired body, she quietly took a quick glance at Dea's face. There is still a face that belongs to Dea. Azka did not want to care, she lay her body on her back, looking at the ceiling of the room that was dimmed by sleeping lights. Until he sleeps in the resting place for tired souls.

Let the night embrace you, so that tomorrow when you wake up, you can forget a little bit of the fatigue of your life, replaced by a new day that welcomes you calmly.

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