The Story of Dara

CHAPTER 11. Uncovered

Two days after the wedding, Erfan invites Dara to move into his apartment which is in unit 604 on the sixth floor.

The apartment looks quite spacious, with two bedrooms and also a bathroom inside. Kitchen, dining table, living room and living room.

To make it easier for the newlyweds to keep their distance, do not want to sleep in one room, and prefer to sleep separately.

Erfan was in the main room, while Dara, his newly married wife, had been assigned to sleep in the guest room.

"Breakfast first Mas," said Dara, had prepared his own breakfast at the dinner table in the morning, looking at Erfan who was silent, just out of the room did not answer his offer.

Just mute, with a sharp gaze, already looking neat and also handsome, wearing a gray work suit. Back to swing a step past it.

"You eat, I'm not hungry,"

"Why not hungry? have you eaten yet?" sewot Dara's.

Can't be patient with her husband's cold attitude at all. Who continue to ignore and do not appreciate it, stop Erfan's steps.

"Do you hate me the same? how much hate are you the same as me?" dara continued, swinging her pace quickly, to stand in front of her husband staring intently.

"Really Mas! the one who got hurt here it wasn't just you! but also me! I'm so hurt by this matchmaking and this marriage,"

"But why? why does this attitude of yours seem to make me the prime suspect of our marriage?" continued Dara, with the roar of his hunting breath, wanted to vent all the annoyance that was in the heart.

But unfortunately, still did not make her husband sound, still mutely looking at him sharply.

"You don't feel the same way about me, do you? okay, papa! I don't feel the same about you either! but at least respect me, think of me, not as a wife, but as a friend.

"We can strengthen each other, right? as long as this deal goes. Because the victim here is not just you, but me! Me! Adara Jelita who has been forced to marry and become your wife!" dara continued, getting more emotional, patting her chest in annoyance.

Before throwing his gaze in any direction scooped his face slowly.

"Oh Allah." snorted Dara, trying to hold the clear circle behind her teary eyelids.

Can only try to suppress her sense of regret, back to meet her husband.

"Can it be a little soft isn't it his heart? just little! just so I can comfortably stay with you," Dara added

Before smiling so bitterly, eager to tear apart the cold face that continues to be silent, completely silent to chimed in his sentences and scolding.

"It's stupid of you Ra, really stupid! you should not talk and ask the same stone-hearted person Ra." continued Dara, further sharpening his gaze, tightening his teeth.

"Let's eat," said Erfan finally, still with his cold face, immediately turned his back to step up and sit on one of the chairs on the dining table.

"Hahaha," Dara's bitter laughter, only able to laugh at her new life, along with the heartless man, shook her fists.

As a result of his anger, he could only close his eyes deeply, try to control his own feelings, take a long breath, to exhale slowly.

"Why? let's eat," said Erfan.

But did not make Dara make a sound, did not want to continue his interaction at all, preferring to go into the room. Leaving her silent husband watching.

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Drrt drrt drrt

To create a CV and also a job application letter at company X, a property company that is opening job openings. According to the new information he got.

"God," muttered Dara, commenting on her sweetest smile, shortly after grabbing her phone read her lover's name.

"Hello Wa,"

"I'm waiting for you in my apartment now Ra!" said the God, with a tone that was not the same as usual, sounding so angry, frowning.

"Apartment? already home? how come you're not telling me?"

"You're the one who's here if I go there to your husband's house!" fierce God, rounding Dara's eyes, was completely unexpected.

"Dead! how come?" batin Dara, with her heart beat that is not good, while putting her laptop on the mattress, uphold her seat.

"You. you know Wa...,"

"O Allah." Dara's mind, shutting her mouth, did not dare to imagine the anger of her lover.

"Thirty minutes for you to get to my apartment Ra, just thirty minutes! or we'll meet at your husband's apartment!"

Increasingly speed up Alira's heartbeat, to make it spontaneous, standing from his seat squeezed his fingers.

"A.. I'm there Wa, I can explain everything.a.a.ku.." said Dara stammered and...

tuttttttt

The call was interrupted, leaving him even more confused and frustrated. Preferring to step foot fast, about to grab his sling bag hanging out of the room.

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The Dewa Apartment

Pyarrrrrs

The sound of a cell phone dings so loud in the room of God, to bounce on the floor and hit the wall.

Shortly after turning off his phone call, he could not control his own anger.

Who has soared, can no longer be controlled to feel hurt, as a result of being betrayed by his beloved who is so loved, absolutely can not make him understand, how can it? how come?

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh," cried the God, with various swearing coming out of his mouth, further hardening his jaws and...

Pyarrrrrr

The sound of shattered cup glass in the God's fist, so loud that it broke and scattered on the floor.

Successfully injured the back of his hand, but he did not ignore it.

In order to vent his anger. Due to his deep disappointment, it is completely unexpected, that the woman he loves so much, a long-time lover in his girlfriend can quietly marry behind him.

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