LOVE IN THE ARMS OF DUSK
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Nura is currently relaxing on the porch of her house with two newly adopted cats, the white one sleeping on Nura's lap, while the orange one is running around the yard.

Fatih had gone with uncle Zoe an hour ago to the office, while Paula he was going to hang out with his friends, Aunt Mira had just asked permission to go to the market to buy vegetables.

So now Nura is only accompanied by these cute cats.

Nura picked up the teacup that she had placed on the table, yet she had time to sip it, a car entered the grounds of their house.

Nura's eyebrows are linked, the car is very striking, bright red, he memorized exactly who the owner of this car, making his mood deteriorate quickly, who else if not Nala.

Had he not been on the terrace, Nura would not have opened the door, he was too lazy to face his stepbrother.

Nala got down from the car gracefully, a smile adorned her thick lips, she held the bag in her right hand, wearing high heels so that every step she walked could hear the sound of knocks on the floor.

Nura snorted, it turned out that Nala did not come alone, behind her Madam Ajeng walked equally haughtily.

“Halo, my dear sister.” Nala spoke in a made-up voice as her feet touched the terrace, she looked at Nura who was sitting on the chair in her makeshift home clothes and held the cat whose hind legs were amputated, making her eyebrows furrow in disgust.

Nura inevitably welcomed the unexpected guest, her heart was turbulent looking at Nala's demeaning eyes and her cat's gaze, she placed the white cat carefully onto the padded seat.

“What are you doing here?” Nura asked without further ado, putting on the flat face of her mainstay, according to her it was the mainstay weapon against the behavior of Nala and Madam Ajeng.

“Basic impolite, of course we want to know how you are!” Madam Ajeng said in a high tone, she flicked her fan to her face, her eyes moved to and fro, assessing the value of all the furniture on the porch, when he found out the furniture was a standard price, he scolded.

Nala went into the house without permission, sitting herself on the soft sofa of the living room.

“Make me juice dong!”

Nura clenched her lips, only a few seconds they stepped on the house Fatih had made Nura upset, Nala acted as if Fatih's house was her own home.

Madam Ajeng did not sit down, she was still observing the furniture and paintings that were displayed in the corner of the room, Nura clucked mother and son this was really a lot of style.

“Nura, are you deaf? Make me juice!” Nala snapped she stomped her feet on the floor, Nura rolled her eyeballs and turned around, again she was lazy to respond to Nala's words.

He stepped into the kitchen, picked up fresh fruits in the refrigerator and cut them off slowly, Madam Ajeng stepped closer to him with eyes full of inquiring.

“What did he give you?”

Nura who was putting pieces of fruit into the blender turned her head and frowned confusedly, not understanding.

“Sorry?”

“What did Fatih give you after you got married? The gold? The diamonds? Or land?” Madam Ajeng asked in a haughty voice, she sat down on the dining table chair, grieving when she saw that the table was a standard table that many people used, she said, the woman compared it to a dining table in her luxurious home. “The taste is very low.”

Nura cleared her throat, putting in a few sugar spoons, Madam Ajeng still looked at her with a mocking smile. “He didn't give you anything?”

Nala came whistling, her heart was excited to hear her mother's words, to see Nura who answered the more solidified her heart, if Fatih gave her nothing, then it means Nura will be thrown away soon right? He had guessed that, there was no way a man like Fatih would put up with a hick girl like Nura. It seems that he does not need to bother devising a way for them to quickly part, in fact the man has begun to get bored by himself.

“Seriously? Hah, I expected!”

Nura let out a long sigh, indeed in reality Fatih did not give anything to him, not that the man was stingy, but Nura who rejected him first before the man had time to buy him various things, Nura was sure that if he did not refuse his room would be filled with boxes of gifts containing unimportant items.

The juice was already in two long glasses, Nura handed it to the mother and the child, the sound of the meowing cat coming closer, Nura saw the white one coming with a limp step, hurriedly she carried the cat.

“Don't he just give you that deformed cat?”

Nala laughed mockingly, she drank the juice, just one gulp she coughed. “What is this juice? It tastes so bitter!”

Madam Ajeng who took a sip immediately spat him on the floor, he hurriedly took the tissue on the table wiping his mouth.

“You poisoned us huh?!”

Nura looked at them with a flat face, raising a thin grin on her lips, next to her hand stroking the white cat in her arms.

“Wah, sorry.” Nura glanced at the milk box that was on the table. “It looks like I entered the milk wrong, it should have been dumped one month ago.”

Nala glared in disbelief, her face was deathly pale, her whole life just this time she drank expired milk, her stomach would definitely hurt after this, no! It must be diarrhea!

Madam Ajeng growled in disbelief, he pointed at Nura angrily, what else saw Nura's flat face make her emotions soar, almost he let out his anger but he had to hold it when Nala held his stomach.

“Mother, take me to the hospital immediately!” Nala said frantically worried with her stomach, Nura gave a faint snort, she knew the impact would not be that bad, only that her name was rich, of course her stomach was sensitive to things like this.

“Come on!” Madam Ajeng was no less panicked as she helped her daughter stand up, glancing at Nura with eyes full of hatred. “You're outrageous! Just watch out I'll make the calculation!”

Nura heard him just sneering softly. Madam Ajeng hurriedly pushed Nala out of the house in a hasty step, they crossed paths with Aunt Mira who had just returned from the market.

“Nura, what happened?”

Nura sat on the dining table chair smiling slightly, she glanced at the milk box that was on the table.

“I just said they drank milk to throw away, Bi. I didn't say it expired.” Nura said honestly, a month ago Fatih sulked at Paula because the woman was wrong to buy milk, which the woman bought was soy milk, as a result of which was idle unused, Fatih had repeatedly wanted to give the milk to Malik.

Aunt Mira smiled as she shook her head.

“There-there's only.”