Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Misunderstand, again
Stalled roads in other vehicles make Reyhan's car unable to move at all. Though he had to deliver the Diva which distance his house further than the direction to his own house.
"Your mom is okay at this hour yet you're home?" reyhan asked breaking the silence that had originally slipped between the two.
"I've sent a message earlier, if I'm going home late," said Diva.
"Oh, good then. How about you stop by my house first, there happens to be something I have to take for later I give it to my friend. The house is in line with your home address, will you?" tawar Reyhan is certainly a happy kebar for Diva.
If he was invited to Reyhan's house, it can be ascertained he will definitely meet his parents. Who knows, Reyhan would introduce her to her parents. Think Diva.
"Now. Can you?"
"Can. I'm the one who ngajak you. We're taking another alternative route to avoid this traffic jam" Reyhan said.
"Yes." Yeah." Diva certainly can not wait to visit the home of prospective in-laws, but officially soan alone has not been hoping too far.
Finally Reyhan is looking for an alternative path that will speed himself up to get home. And true, it only takes ten minutes they can get to the destination.
"This is my house, let's get down!" reyhan said when he parked the car in his front yard.
Diva gets out of the car, but is stunned when she sees Reyhan's house bigger than she ever imagined. Then why would Reyhan want to work in a shophouse, if he had a house this big? Thought the Diva in his heart. It becomes a question that he should ask, later.
"Come, comein!" Reyhan pulled the arm of Diva still standing next to the body of the car, with her eyes constantly circulating all over the corner of the house in front of her.
Once inside, it turns out that Reyhan's house is no less good than Rania's husband's house. Although Rania's husband's house is still the best, but at least Reyhan's house eleven twelve from her friend's husband's house.
"You sit here, wait a minute, yeah! I take something to the room first" Reyhan asked, Diva nodded in agreement.
Reyhan rushed up the stairs, as if his room was directly above. While Diva is busy looking at the living room which is very large in comparison to the living room in her home.
A woman was walking from the kitchen, seen in her hand carrying a glass of water. As soon as he was going up the stairs, suddenly his eyes were fixed on the figure of the girl sitting on the sofa of his living room. He frowned in wonder, who was the figure of the girl? The feeling he didn't have a maid girl in his house long ago.
With curiosity that continued to approach him, finally the woman slowly stepped foot to approach the girl. The distance is getting closer and the curiosity is getting bigger. Finally, he asked the girl's identity.
"Who are you?" the woman touches the shoulder of the Diva from behind, just call her name Iren.
The Diva was surprised once a female figure touched her shoulder. He immediately stood up from his seat because he thought the woman was Reyhan's parent.
Once Diva turned her head, Iren was more surprised when she saw the girl's face was similar to the face of the girl in the past, approximately five years ago.
"You.." Iren pointed at Diva's face with trembling hands and a look that had turned into fear and anger.
"Tante's Reyhan's mom, huh? Introduce my name.."
"Why are you in my house? MURDERER!" exclaim Iren with a high tone of speech.
Diva was silent as if confused by the attitude of the woman before her. Why he calls him a murderer. What's up, this? The Diva wondered in her heart. He really doesn't know anything.
"The answer is my question! Why are you here? Why come here again? Is your punishment over so that you can wander around as you please? Who is the next person you're gonna kill? TELL ME! YOU WANT TO KILL ME TOO?" Iren shook the Diva's body when she managed to stand up, Iren also pulled the Diva's hair firmly so as to make the Diva grimace in pain.
"Aunty, I have absolutely no idea what auntie means!" The diva was not at all rebellious, but it was trying to let go of the pull of hair that was so painful that it made her grimace.
From the top floor of Reyhan's room, he heard a commotion. It was strange that there was a noise in his house. The instant Reyhan recalled something, there seemed to be danger there. Reyhan immediately rushed down the stairs at maximum speed. And true to his expectations, his mother had all-out berated the girl he went to his house. Misunderstanding happens again.
"GO YOU MURDERER! GO..!" Iren pushed the Diva's body with all his might, again the Diva fell down hard, making her forehead touch the floor and bleed.
Reyhan immediately broke up the commotion between his Mama and Diva. He hugged his rebellious Mama's body to make the girl a deterrent.
"Ma, it's ma! Stopit! She's not.."
"Let go Mama, Reyhan! He deserves all this, let go! He's killer! HE'S KILLER!" Iren continued to hysterically, Reyhan was overwhelmed by his body so as not to hurt the Diva who did not know anything.
No other choice, Reyhan carried her Mama's body and took her to her room. Diva looked at them with nanar. What sin did he get accused of murder by his mother Reyhan.
The meeting he had dreamed of and desired before would be a very beautiful meeting, it turned out to be a very bad meeting. He never even thought of it before.
Slowly the Diva raised her body trying to stand up, while holding onto her bloody temple. Without waiting for Reyhan first, Diva went to step foot from the house. He left traces of blood on the living room floor of Reyhan's house.
With irregular steps, Diva down the highway to look for a public transport. His mind was filled with the chaos of the incident earlier, the blood on his temple flowed along with his tears that just flowed endlessly. What a shame for your fate, boy!
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Scribbles Author:
Sorry new updates, in my residence often turn off the lights. If only I could stay at the master's house. I certainly wouldn't know his name was off the lights.
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