Chased Ex-Promise Candidate
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Ikram takes Vanya to his office first before driving her to the girl's house. Ikram wanted to prove that what Vanya said was true or just an excuse not to marry him.

Previously Ikram had apologized for everything to the girl beside him who during the trip never looked at him The journey to Pradana Corp only took forty-five minutes from the Brata hotel.

His car stopped in front of his office building. Ikram invites Vanya to come down, although the girl seems reluctant to obey the wishes of Ikram, but the man convinces Vanya if there is anything he wants to show.

Finally Vanya also followed Ikram, even Ikram protect Vanya possessively. When they finally arrived at the room. The man closed the door and locked it. Vanya stepped back as Ikram continued to step closer.

"Mas Ikram?" The girl stuttered as their distance got closer as Vanya's body stumbled onto the work desk. Unexpectedly, Vanya's body was lifted and placed on the work table, then Ikram's two hands locked him by holding the edge of the table.

"Maybe this question is too late, but can you tell me everything, Vanya?" said the man with a shady look that he aimed at the girl before him.

"For what, Mom? You're sorry that I'm no longer holy?" vanya answered by pulling one end of her lips.

Ikram shook his head quickly, then unexpectedly he clutched Vanya's body even though the girl had a fight. However, the power of Ikram is much greater than Vanya. "I'm sorry, honey. It's all my fault, you're probably scared by then .. sorry." The voice of Ikram shook as he again said an apology.

"I'm going home, Mom." Vanya spoke in a pleading tone.

"All right, let's go home" replied Ikram, stretching his arms and staring intensely at the face of the girl in front of him. Both palms now cupped Vanya's face, but as Ikram's face further eroded the distance between them. Vanya directly pushed the chest of the man's field. "Go home, Ikram."

The girl got off the table and walked to the door. Ikram sighed, but followed the girl behind him. With a quick step Vanya unlocked the door of the room Ikram and then came out. The girl wanted to go back to her house immediately. His body was already tired coupled with unexpected events that made those bad memories come back.

Now both are already in the car, Ikram also immediately drove the four-wheeled vehicle at moderate speed. During the trip to Vanya's house, there was no meaningful conversation from the two. They are busy with their own thoughts.

Because the night was so late that the streets were a little quiet. Vanya is often seen yawning. When Ikram finally parked his car in the yard of Vanya's house. The girl was already asleep, her regular breathing made the Kram unable to wake her up. Finally, he asked the security guard to open the door.

Ikram raised Vanya's body, the girl's head leaning against the chest of her field. As usual Vanya reflex draped her hand on the man's neck. Because Ehsan often carried her if the girl overslept, so Vanya always felt comfortable if she put both her hands on the middle-aged man's neck. However, it turns out that he did the habit also on the Ikram who had twice carried him because of overslept.

Ikram and Vanya were greeted by Ehsan, Ayudia might have already rested first since the middle-aged woman was nowhere at the moment.

"Sorry, Om. Ikram ...."

"Please take her to her room, Om allow it." Ehsan cut the phrase Ikram. Then Ikram nodded and started to go upstairs followed by Ehsan. After arriving at the door of the girl's room. Ehsan helped open the door, then Ikram entered and laid Vanya's body on his bed. The girl seemed to be exhausted, even when Ikram laid her body alone, Vanya did not wake up. The girl just muttered a little and went back to sleep.

After enveloping Vanya's body and confirming that the girl was really comfortable, Ikram and Ehsan came out. The two men of different ages were still silent to each other until the moment they reached the living room. Ehsan called Ikram and invited him to sit down.

"It's my daughters' marriage to the same man, do you promise not to let us down again, Ikram?" This time there were no sinister gazes from the middle-aged man.

"Vanya is my only daughter, my first love after my wife. I love him so much."

"A real man will hold his word. However, if you understand him don't expect you to see this world again." Ehsan ended his words.

"The word promise, Om."

"Go home and rest!"

Ikram also resigned to resign, after previously he kissed the back of the hand of the man who soon became his father-in-law.

During the return journey. Ikram kept ruining his hair. New facts about his future wife make the man angry at himself. If only he had not run away from his marriage, maybe it would not have happened to Vanya.

Ikram chose to return to his apartment rather than to the Pradana residence. I don't know why this guy wants to be alone.

When he arrived at his apartment, Ikram immediately pressed a few numbers on his door to open it. He just went in and turned on the lights. The man was startled by someone sitting on his couch. A woman he desperately fought for. However, it ends tragically due to the betrayal that the woman made.

"Ah, I forgot to change the password." Ikram clenched his hand. Password used is the date of birth Olive and Ikram have not had time to replace it because it is only now he returned to his apartment again.

"You're home, honey." By not knowing the shame of the woman who is none other than Olive was greeting Ikram with the name 'Honey'.

"Well what are you here?" furious as he pulled his tie from his neck.

"I miss you so much, Ikram. Don't you miss me?" Olive walked closer to Ikram and was about to wrap her hands around the man's neck. However, Ikram roughly brushed it off.

"I'm already engaged so don't bother my life anymore, Olive!"

"Who is that woman, Ikram?"

Ikram laughed sarcastically at the question of the woman in front of him. "He's my future wife. It's getting late with this kind of two-bodied situation, don't you think that maybe something could happen to your baby, Olive?"

"I came here from this afternoon, Ikram. I'm waiting for you."

"Call your baby's father and tell him to pick you up now!"

"But Ikram ...."

"All right, let me go." Ikram again took the car keys that he had put on the nightstand as usual.

"I want to stay here with you, Ikram."