
"Sir, can we talk together ? Not long," Kenan followed his sister up the stairs to his second room. Kenan deliberately coded Abiman not to follow them.
"What the hell bang, I don't feel good about Vanya if it comes late," Actually Artitha just wanted to avoid because she knew what the brother would talk about.
"After deck, Abi's story is still the same story as mama," Kenan remained insistent, the young man had to resuscitate his beloved sister from mistakes that should not be done.
Arditha sat down in the television room in front of their room. Kenan sat in front of him with a serious face. Before speaking Kenan looked at the sister's face and took a deep breath.
"Dek, not brother defending Abi but he is your husband, a man you should respect and respect more than anything. Don't make a mistake just because you want to pay back your mistakes in the past. Please open your heart and see its sincerity. Brother, please just this time for a moment you ignore your ego and your pride. Brother understands you and your anger but don't overdo Deck, everyone has a chance to improve. Maybe you guys are meant to be together forever." At length Kenan tried to open the heart and mind of Artitha in order to accept her marriage.
There are many relationships to be maintained in this regard. For Kenan and Mama Sherly it is better to nurture the relationship that exists today than to start a new relationship.
"Give me a time bang, for now it's all heavy and I can't pretend to be nice while my heart is still burning." Artitha tried honestly to have her brother stop urging her. Everyone can say it lightly because it is not those who experience it. They are just spectators and appraisers.
"Well, my brother is waiting for the good news, yes" Kenan stood up and gently rubbed his head. Kenan knows his brother well.
The brothers' conversation was over. Artitha then went into her room to get ready for the office. The clock shows at 06:30. Shortly thereafter Abhimana went into the room and returned to wearing her clothes since yesterday. He has no change of clothes.
"Honey, we're going to the office with ya, but stop by the house first so I can change clothes." Abimana looked expectantly at Artitha. Abimana wants to start everything from scratch so that the opportunity is not in vain.
"Don't call me that, brother. I'm tickled to hear it." Artitha gave a sharp glance at Abimana's call to her.
Abhimana did not want to argue but he would never change his calling to his wife. Similarly, with Artitha who is lazy to argue early in the morning, she does not want her mood to be damaged. The most important thing for Artitha was that she had expressed her dislike.
Artitha and Abimana came out of the room simultaneously and rushed down the stairs. Mama Sherly was sitting in the family room watching the news of the artists of the country.
"Ma, we set out, "Arditha kissed the back of her hand as usual and was followed by Abimana.
'May you always be happy, ' Mama Sherly prays in your heart. There was nothing more he wanted in this world than to see his daughter's son happy.
Editha got into the car and sat down next to the driver. He did not want Abhimana to open the door for him. Too bad according to him. Abimana could only take a deep breath trying to understand the state of the wife.
Slowly but surely, Abimana drove her car out of the courtyard of her father-in-law's house and headed down the highway to her former home. This time Abimana's goal in addition to changing clothes, he also wants to show that his current life is no longer with his past.
"Hour rest I'll pick up, we'll have lunch together after that mas will invite you to see the new house that we will live with Arsheno and his sisters," Abimana did not take his eyes off the busy highway.
Artitha gasped in shock at Abimana's words. It was too early for him to talk about such things. There are many considerations for Artitha. In reality Artitha was still filled with doubt.
Finally Abimana's car entered the courtyard of a luxury house and then parked his car. The two got out of the car and went into the house. After a year, Arditha set foot in a house that never gave her comfort.
Abhimana drew Arditha's hand up the stairs to her room. Without a doubt Abimana pushed the room that only Artitha could see from the outside. Artitha's eyes widened to see the wall of the room that was once filled with large-size photos.
While Abimana changed her clothes as if unaffected with Artitha with wide eyes. Abimana turned her back to Artitha with a satisfied smile.
'May after this day your heart be melted with honey, ' Abhimana saturate with earnestness.
For now the tearing of the heart of Artitha and receiving it well is the greatest desire of Abimana.
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