The Shackles of the Lord's Love

Chapter 40 ~ Cracked and Crushed

Ayla flipped her body over the bed. The excitement was clearly visible on that beautiful face. The condition is good even very good, the scar is not visible at all. So did his mentally who had recovered thanks to doctor Rose.

"Akh." Both of his hands were raised and shuffled his hair in frustration.

"Why am I worried now?" his inner.

"No, I even pretended to be crazy just to get this chance. I can't waste it." The woman was determined, looking at the ceiling of the room with such a complicated gaze. Then he got up and sat down, very restless even though there was an uncontested determination.

However the sound of the door opening made him hurriedly lie back down. Ayla knows who it is. Who else would sneak nights into his room. Even every night.

And somehow Ayla who was initially scared was now looking forward to midnight tonight.

"My love" whispered Marvel while confirming the child's hair that closed his eyes on the beautiful face of the wife.

As usual Ayla would pretend to be sound asleep, letting her husband look at her with all his heart. Tells about her day slowly, also sweet words that long touched Ayla's heart.

"No, no. I can't let my guard down!" Between mind and heart is now raging. The thought asks him to keep going with the plan while the heart asks him to stay and start accepting the cruel man who somehow turns this sweet.

"Maybe this way it'll be better. Because you would never think of leaving me." Marvel spoke slowly.

"I mean I'm crazy better?" ayla did not accept.

"You know? I don't care if you're mentally disturbed, as long as you're always by my side."

Deg.

Instantly the voice recording Alya gave filled Ayla's head.

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"First of all, Ayla is my wife. Second, I will not replace her with anyone, even a thousand times better than my wife. And the third, I'm Marvelio Prado belongs to Ayla Navara. Forever only belongs to my lalaku."

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At first Ayla was afraid when she heard the cold voice, but over time the recording was even like a opium that always made her play it again like a song.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you" continued the man, burying a deep kiss on his wife's forehead.

Unknowingly Ayla's tears just fell. He is not just touched anymore. This man every night always gave words that managed to make the fortress he built little by little crack and somehow it would be destroyed.

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"Sister-in-law," cried Audi cheerfully as he approached Ayla who was standing on the balcony of her room.

Ayla flinched, pretending to put on a wary face and afraid of the girl.

"Go, get out of here!" pekik Ayla who makes Audi look at him sad.

"Sister-in-law, I'm really apologizing to you. I know that I've been wrong about Sister-in-law."

But Ayla kept shouting, driving her away with a look of fear.

"Huft, okay. I'm leaving, but I hope you'll accept this." Audi put down a box, then looked at Ayla who was still unwilling to look at him. Then he turned around with a sad face.

After the girl's departure, Ayla stared at the box she left behind. Then a small smile, for two weeks these two brothers were indeed sweet. Just to get sorry from him.

Curious, he opened the box. A letter was the first greeting for Ayla.

"Like a child," Ayla muttered with a smile. He opened the letter and read it.

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Sister-in-law.

I know a lot of my mistakes in the past are hard to forgive.

But I will still apologize to you, I don't know why I hate you so much.

My second brother's death was not your fault at all.

I was just too sad, thus venting all my grudges on Big Brother who was the closest person to the murderer.

If you don't want to forgive me, that's probably natural.

But don't take my mistakes out on Lio.

Although at first he did not like you, but I saw his attitude slowly changed only for big brother.

I even feel a little jealous of you.

All right, my hands are tired of writing at length.

Actually there are still many stories I want you to hear.

I actually talk a lot, and I want Brother-in-law to be my best friend later.

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"Hold," Ayla muttered as she chuckled.

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Wait, Brother don't think I'm a child!

I got this idea from Genio.

He told me to apologize with a letter if you hadn't spoken to me.

Look in the box.

I bought a very beautiful couple shirt.

Clothes are for the family.

I hope that with the motivation of the shirt, Big Brother will stick with Brother Lio and give birth to a handsome and beautiful nephew for me.

I promise I'll be the Aunty who loves them so much.

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Ayla's two hands stiffened, holding the paper to the point of almost crumbling and tearing. I never thought about her being a mother. Suddenly all his resolve became ashes. Then move to remove the contents of the red box. It is true that the clothes are couple, for a husband and wife and for a pair of babies.

Unknowingly one of her hands pointed at her still flat stomach and rubbed it gently. Likewise with both of his neutrals glazed without being asked.

"What's this about? Don't hesitate Ayla! No, my name is Alice. You must stand by your faith, Alice! Got to!" the woman's mind wiped away her falling tears.

The woman is trying to control herself. His face looked up in order to re-enter the tears that were becoming more and more condensed.

"You can't be weak, Alice!" his mind again after his heart was quite calm. Then look back at the garden below which looks fresh in the morning. It would be fun to take a walk there. But this morning was bad enough and he had no mood for it.

"Wait, isn't that Daisy?" ayla muttered as she continued to stare at the point where the traitorous servant was.

"I have to follow him."

Without thinking Ayla walked out of the room. Go to the garden of the mansion. There was a bit of a strange sense considering how smooth this exit was. Usually many guards would intercept.

But Daisy who had walked away made him even more curious. Unknowingly, he followed her to a forest north of the Prado mansion.

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The Silent Sparta headquarters.

"Hows it? Is there any movement?" ask the Scale on Marvel that answered the headband.

"It looks like they're still playing cat-kissing with us."

"Coward," Enzo's circus laughs wittyly.

"Damn it," Morgan growled as she stared at her laptop.

"What's wrong?"

"Your bodyguards are drugged."

"What's? My wife's. Where is he?"

"I couldn't find it" Morgan replied as he continued to scan every CCTV camera he had installed secretly.

"Braise!" marvel growled and ran out of the headquarters in a hurry.

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TBC.

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