Trapped by Love Dara'Jelita

She's my wife

"Sister...!" amara's loud screams echoed throughout the room as it woke up two people who were in their dreamland, how not beautiful if both of them slept while hugging tightly.

Jelita blinked her eyes when she heard the sound of someone's crybreng teasing her sleep but because she was still sleepy she fell back asleep while hugging back her pillow so tightly that even one leg now she raised above that pillow bolsters her.

Well Jelita is indeed dreaming of hugging a bolted pillow. But in contrast to Damara, where at this time he is of course happy to get a close hug from Jelita, what else when one leg Jelita is on his body just contact.

Waking up what was down there but with full force he also tried desperately to refrain from eating Jelita, because he no longer wants to make the nettle disappointed Iya do not want his trust to him back fade slowly Damara. moving Jelita's legs so that she no longer overlaps her body because if left constantly I'm not sure if she can hold back.

Damara then removed Jelita's embrace from her body, he immediately got out of bed and sauntered into the bathroom after finishing cleaning himself Damara rushed out to walk in closet and he immediately went out to meet his sister.

Damara went into Amara's room but he did not get Amara in his place He immediately went down to look for Amara and saw the whistle of Amara sitting relaxed on his wheelchair He soon approached his sister.

"Hey how are you? Are you all right? I'm sorry if you didn't come to pick you up." Damara hugged her sister from behind.

"So Brother I don't need to talk big brother!" ketus Amara was upset choosing to turn her face but Damara came to approach her.

"Are you still angry with your sister? I'm sorry for you." Damara's great-grandson looked at the sister.

"Not a year Brother married his sister Brother has forgotten me because the woman how if he had a lifetime with older sister already will not care about me anymore ketus Amara again who still feel very disappointed with her brother.

"Remara listen to brother, it will never happen because you are brother's favorite sister. But one more thing you should know that you call that woman, she is my wife, so whatever it is, like it or not, like it or not, you should call her sister-in-law Do you understand Amara!" damara's reprimand was firm on her sister.

"Sister-in-law? that's right, brother, no I wouldn't call him sister-in-law!" amara again protested her refusal.

"Amara want or not want to like or dislike her is already legal to be the wife of Big Brother in the eyes of law or religion!" damara again.

"Sister, you've changed Brother has promised me right, to avenge that woman. Because she's the one who caused me this way, if Big Brother chooses her it's better that I leave here because I don't want a roof with people who can't keep their promises. After saying Amara immediately passed without turning her head as Damara continued to shout calling her name.

Meanwhile from afar a pair of eyes saw and heard everything they were talking about.

Damara himself who looked so confused grabbed his own hair.

"Why did it all go like this!" the upset.

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"Where did the boy go? I've been looking everywhere since then why is everything suddenly not there, even Amara herself is not in her room."

Damara continued to look for Jelita's whereabouts because it was getting late but his wife was not seen at all.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Answer Siti

"What did you see my wife?"

"Wife?"

Siti seemed confused by her employer's question, because all this time he did not know who the wife of his master because Damara never at all introduced his wife even no one from the main house who knew his marriage with Jelita while Jelita himself he introduced only as a maid in the house, not as a wife.

Damara who understood Siti's confusion could only scratch her non-itchy nape.

"I mean did you see Amara" he said breathing a sigh of relief.

"Oh Miss Amara is in the park with Jelita Tuan" explained Siti next, making Damara round and then rush to run towards the park mentioned by Siti earlier, because he did not want Amara to do something that is not-no and rightly so that he arrived at the park he was surprised to see what Jelita did he saw Jelita throw away the wheelchair in use Amara.

While Amara's knees and forehead were now drenched in blood, Damara stared intently at the beautiful direction making Jelita can only look down.

"I-I'll explain it to you!" Jelita's great-grandson, but Damara kept passing carrying Amara's body from the park, and followed Jelita from behind.

Damara immediately left the main house to drive Amara to the nearest hospital.

Jelita could only stare at the passing of the car that brought Amara, and Damara.

"He's gonna accuse me, right? she must be very angry with me, if she thinks I'm the one who caused Amara to fall out of her wheelchair. But it's good because that way I'll also be free of him so that everything can end quickly because I don't want to continue to be shackled in this unwanted marriage." Jelita continued to monologue in her heart.

Until 1:00 in the morning Jelita really can not close her eyes, because there is no news at all from Damara to make him restless can not close his eyes, he said, but just now he wanted to lay down his body he was surprised by the sound of the room door opening.

Chequek.

"You why? Why did you just come home and not tell me at all, about Amara's condition and you didn't even tell me that she was conscious of her coma!" Tweet Jelita when she sees who's coming.

But not the answer he got but the sharp gaze and flat face of Damara that now adorned, making Jelita stunned to ask further.

"A-I'll explain to you what really happened just now I han_"

"Prepare all your clothes because tonight I will take you home" Damara said in a flat tone paused Jelita's sentence.

Deg.

"What's coming home, then,? tat-but why should we go home aren't we officially separated?" jelita asked in surprise. But Damara did not respond to Jelita's question he just chose to leave Jelita just like that.