My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Clashing meeting

Chayra's hands were cold. Suddenly, he is excited to meet Amira. Especially after seeing the message sent by Amira and Ardian who replied to him. It felt like he smothered the man with his so-called regretful pillow that day. Ardian is hiding himself. But, he forgot to delete the reply message he wrote for Amira. So that when opening the message, Chayra immediately glared irritatedly staring at her husband.

"Why did you return a message from Amira?" Chayra Protest

Ardian pretended not to hear. Intentionally busying yourself with a laptop that opens in front of him.

"Mas Ardian why did you reply to Amira's message?!" Chayra deliberately used the word 'Mas' because usually Ardian immediately turned his head.

Sure enough, Ardian immediately turned his head as soon as Chayra called him with that word. "I don't like him getting too involved. The show threatens everything. Who does he dare threaten you with."

Chayra. "Someone has his own rights. He used his mouth to talk, why is it that Ardian's sister."

"This is why I don't like. Want him to use human rights or what the cake is called. He is still disturbing your comfort. I'm the one who became the husband objected to his whims."

"Udah ah, next time if Kesel sees a message on my phone, don't open it without permission. Habits like to check mobile phones, at the end of which there must be protests that come out."

The showdown was finally over after Bian came to call the two of them for dinner.

Chayra sighed remembering the incident. He squeezed his hand back which was getting colder. He was still nervous to imagine Amira's expression when she would meet him. Moreover, their last meeting which led to a dispute involving his grandfather.

Chayra looked around the place. Hope Alesha and Tina come soon. He had been waiting for half an hour, but the two friends had no sign of him. Several times rise up to expel the aching feeling because it was too long sitting.

Chayra gulped at the sight of Amira, who was seen at the entrance. The woman came in a short dress showing half her thighs. He seemed to be spreading his gaze. It is seen contacting someone while sitting on the sofa near the door. Chayra could only smile bitterly at Amira's appearance.

Chayra took a deep breath, Amira's shadow pushing against her body as Zidane's wedding ceremony re-enacted in her memory. It was not that she did not dare to resist, but her pregnant state made her have to restrict her movements. "Oh my God, the problem must be faced not avoided." He said it to strengthen himself. There was also a sense of regret as to why he did not follow Ardian's advice to wait for him to return home from work first.

Amira walked over to the VIP room at the Resto. Where Chayra had been waiting for him with a feeling of doubt, between worry and the desire to meet united into one.

"You know who's here? I never invited you to this farewell. Do you know why? Because I don't need to meet you."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim. sorry, Mira. Tina's taking me to dinner at this place. A. I also don't know if you were invited by him."

"Basic crazy you know, the guy's boyfriend snatch. Sok alim solehah. I told you the same if I don't want to see you again. Disgust to know." Amira smiled bitterly.

"Please say whatever you want to say. I'm.." Chayra's not done yet, Amira cut him off right away.

"Gue wants to say anything, won't make you give back Kak Ardian with me. Love, right, is he the same now? Even pregnant with her child." Amira looked up while taking her eyes off. "You can betray our friendship because of this. Don't think about my feelings all this time." Amira took out the uneg-uneg that had been stored all this time. No one has come to prevent it. "You know, it's like a masked demon. Looks graceful and submissive on the outside. But, it's ROTTEN." Approaching Chayra while gripping her chin violently.

From behind Tina and Alesha, Ardian stood with a dead red face. Amira's words really made him ride the apoplexy. "What have you done to my wife, Amira.." Clenching his teeth due to the annoyance that already felt boiling in the crown. Ardian walked over and pushed Amira's shoulder. "Once again you hurt her, you'll regret your whole life knowing Ardian Baskara. Come on, honey, let's go home now." Ardian took his wife's hand. Pulling it forcefully so that the woman does not argue. "I told you not to come here either. As important as he is sorry from him to the point that you don't pay attention to your physique that he always hurts when you meet."

Ardian stopped his steps after a few meters from the seat his wife had taken. Turning around while looking at Amira with a sharp look full of hatred. "Oh yes, Amira. I almost forgot to say the same." Pull Chayra's hand to walk closer. "Lho don't try to bribe people like yesterday to destroy my household. Because what? No matter how hard you try to destroy it, then I also have a stronger power to defend it." Ardian turned back. Her hand was still tightly clutching Chayra's hand which could only be resigned pulled by her husband.

Ardian even forgot to change the clothes Koko used to pray Isya was so panicked. When Alesha sent a message that Amira had come to the place of agreement. Fortunately, the meeting location is not too far from the office where he works.

Alesha just shook her head slowly, looking at Amira with disappointment. "Gue was disappointed, Mira. You can't keep your friend's feelings at all. I want to go home too, Tina. I don't want to be friends with him anymore." Appointing Amira as it passes. But, just as Amira turned around, she was surprised by Husein, Amira's husband who was already standing behind her. Amira could not blink from earlier. It turned out that there was the person he was most afraid of present in that place.

"I need your explanation for this. I don't understand." Husein pulled Alesha's hand to sit on the chair.

"I don't like to be touched." Hand brush

Hussein grabbed his arm. Waving his hand that was gripped by Husein earlier.

"Ng. why are you here, Mas.." Amira's face was flushed like a boiled crab looking at her husband.

"I've been suspicious of your behavior ever since we came, Amira. I'm tired of being lied to you."

"I've never lied to you, Mom. You're too possessive." Amira immediately left the place with tears.

Alesha and Tina looked at each other. Confused how to act now. The plan that has been arranged neatly turns out to be far from the word success. Tina dropped her body slowly on the chair.

"Amira's never been open to me this whole time." Husein broke the silence created after Amira left. Rubbing his face. "I was also confused with Amira. At our home in Turkey, he always wears a covered garment, even to the point of wearing a veil. But, when we got back here, she was dressed all she wanted."

Alesha and Tina were still silent. They thought of the right answer to answer if Husein asked later.

"I want to hear your stories about Amira's life all along. I need that to prepare my life with her going forward. I need to be able to act decisively so I can control it." Husein looked at Alesha and Tina alternately. "Who was the veiled woman who was crying pulled by the man?"

Alesha and Tina immediately looked at Husein. But, their mouths still could not say anything.

"I know that you two are my wife's best friends. I just want to know about your version of him. I can't ask her anything because she's always mad if I ask."

Alesha immediately hinted at Tina to answer Husein's question.

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