Destiny with You
Reveal one fact

The words Rahel said at the dinner table seemed to have deliberately provoked Hera. However, he tried not to care. Hera does her usual activities before leaving for work. He plans to make a skotel today. Hera was busy processing the skotel materials. Rachel goes into the kitchen and picks up the water in the fridge, where she sees Hera focus on making food. Rachel sat at the table eating.

" You want to know why I asked you to marry Dzikra?" ask Rachel.

" Of course I want to know, so explain!" said Hera while still stirring the flour mixed with milk.

" I hope that once you know this, you won't be destroyed" said Rachel smiling sarcastically

" Say!" said Hera.

" Dzikra and her father had an accident while getting married to me, and I was forced to marry her brother. The Dzikra accident was not purely a driver's negligence. Everything has been designed by the mother-in-law." explained Rachel.

Rachel inhaled a deep breath of air, restraining her anger. Hera instantly fell silent digesting the sentence that Rachel said.

" The mother-in-law had a mortar tinkering with the car the bride was driving. And that mortar I just found out he's your brother!" rahel looked hard at Hera.

Hera gasped at Rachel's words, feeling sagged in the morning.

"If grandfather and Dzikra knew, I don't know what they would do to you! I'm alone after knowing this, every time I see your face, it feels like chopping you up and making you a crocodile bait." continued Rachel passed leaving Hera still sculpting.

Hera let out a long sigh, her tears dripping, her mind completely muddled after hearing the explanation. He felt unable to stand up again, finally sat down on his desk and sniffled off sobbing. Farid went into the kitchen to see Hera crying right up to him.

" You why Ra? You got a problem?" ask Farid worriedly.

Hera was still sitting and her head was still sitting, answering Farid's question only with a headband. Farid then approached Hera, stroking Hera's back. At that time Dzikra was about to enter the kitchen, seeing Farid was seen stroking Hera's back, his heart was very hot. He threw himself into the kitchen, returned to the room. Dzikra vented his anger by ruffling mattresses, pillows and bolsters thrown in all directions.

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Hera after finishing making a skotel with a heart still not new, choosing to go back to the room and prepare to take a shower because his body already smells of cooking. Entering the room he was surprised instead of playing all looks like a broken ship. Dzikra was already sitting pensively on the edge of the mattress staring intently at him.

" What's going on? Why is everything so messy like this?" said Hera picking up the sheets and pillows scattered and approaching the mattress.

When he was beside the Dzikra, his hand was pulled by the Dzikra and thrown on the mattress. Dzikra overcame him, their eyes clashing against each other. However, the instant Hera saw those eyes immediately cried a mouthful. Recalling Rachel's words, her mind also thought that maybe the reason for Dzikra's cold attitude was actually because it already knew something.

"why are you crying!" shouts Dzikra on Hera's face.

Hera did not answer, only shaken her head. Dzikra felt even more upset because he saw Hera crying more.

"Well, don't you like moments like this! Now you act like I'm a pem*rk*sa. Don't be a saint in front of me! " cried Dzikra as he rose from Hera's body.

Hera was still lying on the bed, her tears flowing. Dzikra also stomped his feet and went to the bathroom, every time he saw Hera always felt happy and hated him. The shower cooled his brain. But he forgot not to bring a change of clothes, he turned off the Shower, yelling for Hera to bring him a change of clothes. Hera got up and took clothes for her husband, she knocked on the bathroom door, and Dzikra opened the door. Hera's white hand thrust out the clothes, as Dzikra fell silent and pulled Hera inside. Hera widened her eyes because the Dzikra did not dress in the slightest.

" chinahoooo!!!!" shout Hera.

Dzikra somehow he was still calm and did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest. He instead pushed Hera near the Shower.

" You're gonna take a shower, aren't you?" dzikra asked still in a cold tone.

" Yes, later after you, not now!" said Hera.

Dzikra did not listen to Hera's speech, he instead turned on the Shower so that it soaked Hera's clothes. It made Hera panic she kept wiping her face that was hit by water. Her wet clothes made her body look. Immediately the Dzikra immediately snatched the ***** Hera. And it all just happened in that bathroom.

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Hera dried her drenched hair. Inner Hera says:

What does it mean I'm better with him?

Should I start talking to him?

Dzikra also stepped out of the bathroom with his clothes neat. Then glanced towards Hera who was watching him.

" There's something I want to say!" said Hera.

" What? hurry up I'm too late." said Dzikra flatly.

" I'm not having an affair, and I'm sorry for my brother's mistake" Hera said, bowed.

" Your brother? Why?"

" You don't know?"

Seeing that Dzikra did not know it, Hera was confused, but then she did not want the mistake to drag on, she told everything that Rachel told Dzikra. So, Dzikra lun looks like his eyes are filled with emotion and his hands are already clenched.

" don't be angry yet, there's no evidence, I'll talk to you too, I'll visit you today after work. If you'll let him, I'll probably stay there." Hera said hesitantly.

Dzikra weighed Hera's request, his forehead sewn. Then take a breath.

" All right."

" Thank you Dzik, hmm.. Are you not angry with me anymore?" ask Hera.

" Yes!" dzikra answered while walking towards the door followed by Hera.

" Why still? but we're su..." Hera's sentence bruk came to a halt as the Dzikra turned around suddenly and Hera's head hit the chest of the Dzikra field.

Dzikra saw Hera who was attached to him left.

" What is it?" ask Dzikra.

Hera instantly fixed her position, her reddish cheeks held in shame, her eyeballs glanced right and left.

" I.tu, in the bathroom" scratched his head that was still wet with his hair.

Hearing this Dzikra directly, exhaled his breath and turned to hold the doorknob. But then Hera immediately rushed to the front of Dzikra blocking him at the door.

" You have to answer first, how can you not forgive me. After what happened in the bathroom." Hera frowned and looked at Dzikra.

"You can make me late for work" said Dzikra, starting to get upset.

" I wouldn't have taken it easy if I hadn't explained why I didn't forgive you, if you hated me so much, and you really believed I was a cheat." Hera babbling.

Dzikra just looked at the woman who was babbling so that Hera was silent, embarrassed not to be responded to.

" Yes, already, go, it's okay not to forgive either." Hera bowed lethargic.

Dzikra then brought himself closer to holding the doorknob behind Hera, he pulled his knife so that he could reach there was room behind the door so that he could reach the doorknob, his face met because it was so close to the face of Dzikra. The doorknob would be turned by the Dzikra but once his intention was undone, his face was close enough to Hera, then he peeked b*b*r Hera long enough.

" Not all problems are solved with romance! but you better not talk about it anymore. Quickly return the man's jacket, or else the pestle will continue to be angry." said Dzikra as he released his arms to Hera.

Dzikra passed down the stairs while humming, while Hera was still gawking in her room.

again. and again his inner words.

SERIATE.....