
"Why did you bring me here, not to your apartment?" soraya asked confusedly.
"I don't want to go back to the apartment. Still dirty. Let me have the waiter clean up first and then we'll go there." Roger replied without taking his eyes off the highway.
Hearing Roger's answer, Soraya just rounded his lips because he did not like the most dirty place let alone scattered. Roger's car breaks into a hotel, and they immediately enter a pre-booked room.
The two men slept in a single room with two beds. Although their relationship is very close and often stay in one hotel room, but they always sleep in separate beds. Roger did not want to touch Soraya before they were legally married.
"I'm so tired" Soraya complained as she laid down her body on the bed.
"Want me a massage?" roger's bargain was accompanied by rarity.
"You're always reliable." Soraya positioned herself. Sleep on his stomach and let Roger massage his body. So soft Roger's massage made Soraya's eyes closed.
However, it was only for a moment because Roger's phone suddenly rang. Soraya who was almost asleep immediately turned to look at Roger to find out who was contacting the man at this time.
"Gosh, I forgot to tell you that tomorrow's meeting is half an hour ahead" Roger murmured. "Wait a minute."
Roger got up and left Soraya just like that because the one who was contacting him right now was Nazura. When he had closed the door, Roger walked away from the room where he was staying because he was worried Soraya would hear him.
"I'm not coming home tonight. So, you don't have to cook." Roger spoke loudly while occasionally looking back there might be Soraya there. "No need to ask too many questions. I'll be home tomorrow afternoon" he added.
Later, Roger turns off the call and returns to his room before Soraya becomes suspicious of him. When Roger had just opened the door, Soraya had already asked him so many questions that it made Roger sigh deeply. If it has not been answered, the woman will continue to raise questions that are so annoying to her. Just like a journalist.
No matter to Soraya who was pouting was upset because she actually wanted to avoid talking that might make Soraya know everything. Soraya also threw herself on her bed and they both unconsciously fell asleep.
"Ma ... Nazura .. don't go, Na."
Soraya blinked her eyes slowly when she heard Roger's delirium. He looked over and saw that the man was still asleep and kept delirious. What made the woman feel astonished was the name called by Roger.
"Nazura who? I just heard his name." Soraya did not wake Roger up because he wanted to hear more. Perhaps after this he will find out who Nazura really is.
However, until long enough to wait, Roger just shut up. Only the sleeping man looked uneasy. Soon, Soraya wakes Roger up.
"God. Am I having a nightmare?" ask Roger. Massaging her temples that feel a little throbbing.
"Where do I know." Soraya answered half annoyed. "You just called Nazura's name. Who's that woman, Roger?"
Roger's lips clenched tightly because he did not know what to answer. Should he answer truthfully or ....
"If you don't want to answer the truth then I won't want to know you anymore" the woman threatened to make Roger immediately feel afraid.
"Don't leave me. Well I'll tell you that Nazura is ...." Roger paused his words and looked at Soraya who seemed to be waiting for a response from him. "My wife."
"What!" squealing Soraya to make Roger's body squealed in surprise. In fact, his ears were ringing and felt deaf for a while.