
Add soil studded with flowers with a gravestone inscribed with the name Fauzan Martadhinata it has not dried up until now. Radit takes Tiara and Nay to Fauzan's tomb. Fauzan's final resting place. The jail man and the humor had gone away carrying a lot of good memories and good looks.
"I don't know why God took Fauzan so quickly when Fauzan's birthday was two months away. Actually Fauzan used to want his date of birth to shoot you, Tiara but I gave advice that March 3rd be the same as me and Dad and Fauzan agreed....
.....When I was just recovering, Fauzan picked me up with Dad from the airport and he told me a long story about you, Ra. She said that you were the first woman she loved after her mother. Kamy is a woman who is able to make Fauzan attention even though Fauzan has been very indifferent to women.....
.....Before I got married to Nay or more precisely before I got sick. Fauzan once said that if he would not marry or know women because he was afraid to make the woman tortured like his mother let alone the blood of Hermawan om swapped in his body automatically all his jerk attitude would also flow....
.....Ra, I beg you to let Fauzan calm down. It won't be easy but I don't want you to wish Fauzan back and that makes Fauzan unsettled" Radit rubbed a gravestone bearing Fauzan's name.
Nay listened carefully to her husband saying give his sister input so as not to plow in sorrow over the departure of Fauzan.
"Actually if Fauzan did not solve the disease and if Bayu did not hit Fauzan for sure at this time he is still struggling because there will be no struggle that will not produce results," Radit let out a sigh and then pulled Nay's hand which he was holding. "But God's destiny is unpredictable,"
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From the tomb of Fauzan. Nay takes Tiara to the Park for a walk while Radit has returned to the office because there is a client who came from Germany. Said.
"Ra, don't be rich with that face, smile dong..." Tiara only smiled faintly according to her brother's words.
"Thin very, very" Nay's kekeh made Tiara again smile thinly.
Nay sits himself in one of the park's buildings while waiting for Tiara from the toilet. While waiting for Tiara Nay to play her phone.
"You're Naysilla, right?" Nay turned his head and his eyes focused back on his phone ignoring the question of a man his age.
"Bah... It turns out that now it is hijab yes, beautiful but why would want to marry a crazy man. Oops! But I do tell the facts. You are beautiful, fashionable, but why do you want to be the same crazy man why not the same as me. If I were you I wouldn't want to marry and I would definitely let go of my crazy partner. I don't know who your husband is yet but I'm sure your husband is way below me."
Nay just kept quiet disregarding the strange man's words.
If only she wasn't the CEO of Handoko group and the wife of Radit Mahendera, the owner and CEO of Radit Entertainment, Nay would have gone berserk by clawing at the strange man's pretentious face.
Pake did her husband again and Nay did not accept it because if the strange man insulted her husband it means he also insulted her.
"If you're tired of your husband just come to the Pratama group," the strange man was about to wipe the ubun Nay tapu Nay immediately dodged.
Looks like that crazy freak wasn't her husband. Don't know what if his father was a former mobster and his father would be easy to tell someone to destroy anyone who disfigured his family life.
What a weird guy that sucks. Mumbled Nay.
B e r s a m b u n g . . . .