Turns out He's Just Mine

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Fisa's getting ready to work at her law firm. Today he got a client with a divorce case where the defendant did not want to be divorced by his wife. Fisa took her sling bag in the closet.

" Where is morning gini tidy?" Aroon asked while wearing a watch in his hand.

" Want to work." Sahut Fisa is short.

" You're handling the case again?" Ask Aroon.

" Just a small case." Sahut Fisa's.

" Together with me so don't bring your own car." Aroon tidied up the collar of his shirt in front of the mirror.

" I'm with Daren, we happen to be one way." Fisa opened her phone.

" Can't, I can't let you go to another man's room." Arron looked at Fisa.

" I don't need your permission Ar, anyways I just go to work together, nothing to do." Fisa.

" But I don't like you being close to another guy Fisa." Aroon.

Fisa stood in front of Aroon while looking at him.

" why? Are you jealous of seeing me with another man?" Search Fisa.

Aroon was nervous, He circulated his gaze in all directions to avoid Fisa's gaze.

" no... You're my wife so you have to take care of my family's image." Aroon disappointed Fisa.

" Just be calm in my office no one knows that I'm your wife." Fisa said out of the room leaving Aroon staring at her disappearance.

" Fisa wait." Said Aroon chasing after Fisa.

Fisa hastened her steps down the stairs. At the last step Aroon blocked his hand.

" What the hell?" Lady Fisa.

" Why did you change like this after we got married?" Ask Aroon.

" Because I want to fortify myself so that I don't fall deeply in love with you." Shouted Fisa.

Aroon took off his check. He could not believe that Fisa had just given up.

" I don't want to hurt any deeper Aroon, don't torture me like this, I love you but it hurts so much if I can't get your love." Fisa wiped her tears.

" You are my husband, your body is mine but your soul, heart and love belong to someone else Ar, what should I do? Do I have to cry lamenting my current bad luck? Do I have to beg and worship you so that I can get your love? Say Ar! I should how? Hicks..." Isak Fisa's.

Aroon pulled Fisa into his arms.

" I'm sorry, sorry that I've made you suffer with this marriage, give me two months Fis." Said Aroon taking off his embrace. He cupped Fisa's face with both hands.

" If in two months I can't give you my heart and love, then I'll let you go in search of your happiness and love with another man." Aroon wiped away Fisa's tears.

" Well, I'll give you two months, but keep your word when it comes and you don't manage to give me your love." Sahut Fisa's.

" I'll keep it." Aroon.

" And I will repay this pain to you and to Mila Ar, when you have given your heart to me at that very moment I will leave you, all this time I've been suffering with this love but now no longer, I will erase this pain in my heart in my own way." Fisa said in her heart.

" I'll go first." Fisa Speaks.

" I'm taking you." Aroon.

" No need, Daren's waiting for me." Sahut Fisa's.

" Tell Daren that tomorrow I'll drive you." Aroon.

" Hm." Mumbles Fisa.

Fisa walked out to Daren's car. He got into the car sitting in the seat next to the steering wheel.

" How long is it." Daren.

" There's always drama first." Sahut Fisa's.

" Same with your husband?" Ask Daren.

" Who else is the same." Fisa.

" You're patient, I'm sure you'll find happiness someday." Daren started driving his car.

" Well I hope so, now I'll run my mission." Fisa smiled smirk.

" Mission? What mission?" Ask Daren.

" Anyway, you don't need to know, you just accompany me then I'll be happy." Fisa.

" I will always support you." Daren.

Elsewhere Imran is taking a bath while Mila is preparing Imran's clothes. Imran's phone rang, Mila saw the screen on. A message from an unsaved number. Maybe the new number thought Mila.

Mila further tidied up the bed, Imran's phone rang again. This time a phone call came in. Mila picks up Imran's phone and sees the caller's pp.

" Girl." Mumbles Mila.

Mila approached the bathroom door.

" There's a phone." Mila Shouted.

" Just pick up Yank, say Mas's taking a shower." Imran from within.

Mila swiped the green button on Imran's phone.

" Hey, baby, let's go together after the meeting? I'm ready to be ready and beautiful so you'll be more enamored with me." Said the woman over there.

Degs.... Mila's heart seemed to stop beating hearing the woman's words.

" Dear you heard me say that? I'm wearing the clothes you bought yesterday." His word.

" Dear.all right if you don't want to talk to me it's okay there's your wife there right now, yes I've died until I meet at the office." The phone connection was unilaterally cut off.

Mila's mind raged, bad thoughts now haunting her heart. Did Imran betray him? Or just a prankster? Mila had to make sure of it immediately.

" Who's dear?" Imran asked who just came out of the bathroom.

Mila lowered her phone from her ear, She looked at Imran with glassy eyes.

" Hey what's up, honey? Did something happen?" Tanya Imran approached Mila.

" Whose number is this?" Tanya Mila showed her phone to Imran.

Imran saw the incoming call on his phone.

" Who is it?" Imran Mumbles.

" Check out the phone and tell me who he is." Mila.

" The rich'nya new number deh Yank, Mas also do not know." Imran Sahut.

" Right you don't know? You really don't know him or just pretend you don't know him in front of me Mas?" Ask Mila.

" What do you mean, baby? I really don't know who he is, believe me." Imran Sahut.

" Have you bought someone's clothes yesterday?" Ask Mila.

" Shirt?... " Say Imran remembered it.

"Ah yes yesterday I did buy clothes online, Fisa told me to buy clothes for her brother." Imran Sahut.

" Fisa? Why did Fisa tell you? Can't he buy it himself?" Search Mila.

" Dear listen to me! Yesterday he said Fisa was confused about which one to choose and which model for his brother who has a birthday, he kept asking me to choose him and all bought him for his brother Yank." Imran Bright.

" Have you paid for it too?" Ask Mila.

" yes.. But it's been changed for the money." Imran Sahut.

" Yes already changed clothes first already because Mas there was a meeting this morning, do not think like pity his grandpa." Imran said kissing Mila's forehead.

Imran went inside the walk in closet to change his clothes. While Mila called Fisa to confirm the truth. He must make sure immediately.

" Hello Mil what's wrong?" Ask Fisa over there.

" Hello Brother I just want his name, did Sister Fisa tell Mas Desfian to order clothes for Brother?" Ask Mila.

" Shirt? My brother? No.." - No..." Sahut Fisa's.

" The real one?" Mila asked back.

" Why should I ask your husband to order a shirt? I can order it or buy it myself, right? Some of you know that if I don't have a brother, I'm a kara here Mil if you forget, Yes yes I have a meeting because it's not good when on the phone." Fisa.

" Aye, I'm sorry to bother you." Mila hung up on him.

" What are you hiding from me? Are you repeating the same mistake again? I hope it's just a misunderstanding." Mumbled Mila in the heart.

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