
"He's my husband, the man who never loved me. During my marriage, Alex never treated me like a wife. Even he did not hesitate to treat me harshly" said Farah who sounded very soft with tears flowing from both corners of her eyes.
Hearing that made Nadhira turn to Devano. As a woman, of course, Nadhira can understand how Farah feels today.
"Sorry, Brother. If you may know, why would you marry him? Don't you guys love each other?"nadira asked because she was curious about the domestic relationship experienced by Farah.
Farah did not answer. The woman was still silent while lowering her face. While Devano nudged Nadira's arm while blinking one eye. "Ngapain you kepo. That's not good. Want to know other people's business" whispered Devano right in Nadira's left ear and can only be heard by the woman.
Hearing Devano's words made Nadira turn to him"Sorry, sir. My coco soul thrashed" Nadira replied as she raised both corners of her lips. "Don't get used to. Because it's the privacy of others that we shouldn't know" Devano replied again.
"So, I know that you are also curious" replied Nadira while looking at Devano"No, B only" he replied.
"Masa, I don't believe it. It is very clear if the father is a kang kepo" said Nadira as he gave a lip.
Devano chose to no longer answer Nadira's words, The man looked back at Farah who was still sobbing in silence. For a moment it makes Devan remember his brother who is missing and has not been found until this moment.
"Look at him why it made me remember Dania's sister. Looks like she's the same age as Dania's sister. Where are you brother" Inner Devano as he continued to stare at Farah.
The room suddenly became quiet. There was no conversation between the three of them. Nadira chose silence when he heard what Devano said earlier. Indeed, Nadira should not want to know about other people's problems, even though the goal is only to help.
"Our marriage happened not on the basis of love. But only because of coercion" said Farah suddenly.
"Sister means how? Don't tell me your marriage is because of an arranged marriage?" ask Nadira again.
Farah nodded slowly"Yes, Our marriage happened just because of an arranged marriage. And because of that, Alex always blames me for this. Because of me, he had to part with his lover" said Farah who sounded very soft.
"I didn't want to, either, because I realized that we were both very different. He was born from a distinguished family. While I am just a child of care that is not clear of its origin" Farah explained again.
"I'm sorry, Brother. Patience, all will pass by properly"
By the time Farah had finished telling her, Alex had suddenly returned with her cold face"We're home now, Mama wants to see you. But remember, Never say anything about what I've done to you" Alex said, drawing Farah's hand.
"And for the two of you, don't interfere too much with other people's business!" alex said and went straight out of the room while pulling the rough hand of Farah.
Seeing that made Nadira stare at Alex's back while raising the corner of her lips"Ck! You useless man. Not treating your wife well, but the opposite. Amit-amit, allah. Hopefully, stay away from men whose models are like that. Good thing I'm not his wife" Nadira exclaimed as she continued to stare at Farah's and Alex's backs.
"What would you do if you had such a model husband?" devano asked as he looked at Nadira.
"It's easy sir. I left circumcision again just let me know the feeling" he replied and immediately passed from the front of Devano.
Without feeling the day is getting late, Devano invites Nadira to find dinner. Because now it's time for dinner.
"Nadira" Call Devano while staring at Nadira who is still busy with makeup tools in front of her.
"Yes,Pak. Why?" Reply Nadira without looking at Devano.
"Samples when is the dress? I'm waiting for you to be over half an hour. It is true what the saying says. Waiting for women to prepare can make us fall asleep. Oh, my God, it's been a long time"
Hearing Devano's words made Nadira turn to the man while looking at him with an indecipherable look. "If you want me to finish quickly, don't just look at doang dong, sir. This please dry my hair with a hairdryer" said Nadira
"What! You asked me to dry your hair. You're healthy, right?"
"healthy. I'm still healthy, sir. Why why anyway? Something wrong, huh?"
Devano walked towards Nadira while shaking his head"Jeez. What dream can I have a brash assistant like you" he exclaimed which made Nadira frown small on his forehead"Barthy of which, Cute like this in saying brash assistant" replied Nadira casually.
"There's an assistant asking her boss to dry her hair. If it's like this I'm like a husband you know not" Devano said as he took the hairdryer and scratched Nadira's hair that was still wet.
Devano's words made Nadir put the lipstick in his hand. The woman raised her face and looked at Devano"Who told me not to be impatient. If you want me to hurry, help me. I am lucky that I am half an hour ready. You know, I usually prepare it two hours before leaving"
"What! 2 Hours before leaving. If I am the one waiting to fall asleep it is mah. That's what it's prepared for, Old really"
"It's only natural that long, sir. I'm a woman, I still have a lot to prepare. I always have to be able to keep up the look. That's if I'm in the mood again, if again badmood yes 5 minutes long"
Devano did not answer, The man was only doing his job to dry Nadira's hair.
30 Minutes later, they're both ready to go downstairs and search for the night tomb. For a moment Devano looked at Nadira's face which somehow tonight looks very beautiful.
"Beautiful is also this little child" her inner being as she continued to stare at Nadira without blinking.
"Ehheeemmmm. It's normal to see her, fall in love. You know that I am beautiful" said Nadira, lapping her lips.
"It's a stroke" Devano replied as he stepped his foot outwards.
"Yes as women we must have high confidence dong sir" replied Nadira while trailing behind Devano.
"That's Wardana's son, who's the woman who came out of the hotel with him" said a person who accidentally saw Devano coming out with Nadira from inside the hotel room.