After Marriage
CHAPTER 147 - The Wall of Limits

Carrying a paper bag that contained nothing, Alana came out of her house.

In front of the gate there, there was already the prospective husband waiting.

Altar with an inexplicable look. It looked cold but continued to stare at Alana.

“What's a look?!” alana asked, just after she stood in front of the altar. He also stared hard at this man.

“Basic liar!” reply Altar was no less fierce, to make Alana frown, confused. Why was he suddenly accused of being a liar. Alana never lied to the Altar.

“What do you mean? When did I lie? Lying about what?” reply Alana did not receive, then railed against the Altar with many questions at once.

Like a mysterious person, the Altar answered nothing. With that cold gaze of hers, the Altar pulled Alana's right arm to get closer, then put her helmet together.

For some reason, Alana always obeyed every time the Altar treated her like this.

“I'm certainly paranormal, can tell what you're thinking without you telling me,” said Alana, when the sound of the click of the helmet sign locked was heard.

The altar was still faithfully unmoved, and looked at the two netra alana with an inexplicable gaze.

Alana does not know, if the lie that the Altar is referring to is about what she said yesterday, Alana told the altar to try to get closer to her, but last night, Alana was even close to Akbar.

A woman who has no attitude. So who do you really want to be close to? Me or akbar! The altar in his heart.

“Don't say much, quickly go up!” order Altar, do not want to be denied, he even immediately turned his gaze and looked straight at the streets.

With pursed lips, Alana complies. Start to climb on the bike and hold the right left shirt of the Altar as a handle.

And without another babibu, the Altar immediately paced its motor. Get out of the housing complex and start entering the highway.

There was no word between the two, even though they were very close, but felt so far away. For some reason, neither Alana nor Altar felt dislike for this situation. It was as if there was a wall between them.

Until the moment they stopped at the red light, and the Altar put the brakes on the motor suddenly. Alana, reflexes are hugging that back.

And just as Alana was about to return to her perfect seat while pulling both her hands, the Altar quickly held Alana's hand. Grasping it tightly even without saying a word.

While Alana was just stunned, there was a strange ring in her heart that made her fixated. Alana could only obey, feeling a sudden warm feeling flowing in her heart.

“Down alone, I will wait here,” said Altar shortly after they arrived at the clothes shop owned by the Alana family, a clothing store that has now become a famous clothing shopping center in the city of Jakarta.

Walking with a little running, Alana started to enter the store. Leaving the Altar that continued to watch his steps until Alana disappeared.

All the employees were so familiar with the shop owner's son, they all greeted Alana politely. And Alana replied that she was no less polite anyway.

Not going there here, Alana went straight to the room of Aunt Hana, an employee who had been trusted by her mother to take care of this store. Since long ago until now.

After knocking on the door of the room and being welcomed in, Alana went straight to meet Aunt Hana in the Manager's room.

Then handed a paper bag given by the mother to Aunt Hana.

“Thank you Al, even though aunt already said the same mother, let aunty take it when she came home. But mother instead told you to come here,” said Hana, feeling bad, the son of the store owner where she worked until

must bother coming here to deliver his belongings.

Hearing that, even Alana also felt bad.even though she continued to complain and grumble at the mother, but honestly she was very sincere in delivering goods owned by aunt Hana.

“Al indeed there is a need near here aunt, because that's all Al bring, Al does not feel bothered in the slightest,” reply Alana quickly, Alana, really he did not want Aunt Hana to feel bad and sad about him, because Alana also respects Hana as she respects parents in general.

Slowly, Hana nodded her head.

“Who are you here with? Mas Aydan?” guess Hana, he knew that Alana was never allowed to travel alone by her boss, both Kiran and Aslan were always keeping Alana tight.

Alana is only allowed to go if delivered by one of the families, either the Great family or the Alfath family.

“Not Aydan aunty, I went with Altar.”

Again, Hana nodded.

Shortly after that light conversation, Alana immediately decided to leave.

Hana also drove Alana to get out of the store, drove her to the side of the Altar motorcycle. Hana, also knows the Altar well.

“You are careful yes,” said Hana when Alana was sitting perfectly on the motor of her future husband.

With a smile, Alana and the Altar nodded. And then it'll be right out of there.

The smile they showed Aunt Hana earlier, slowly receded. Back shrouded in awkwardness if the two are like this.