FORCED CHEATING
184CONTENTS OF RAMZI'S HEART
Ramzi stood on the balcony of his room with a sad face. Lustrous twilight lights decorate the afternoon sky which will soon be left by the bagaskara to the contest. Sometimes Ram sighs heavily as if to throw a burden in his mind. His eyes were straight on the shoots of Norfolk spruce trees growing in his magnificent palace garden. Jane enters the room without Ram noticing. The young woman put down the tray she was carrying. He looked at this man who had been in his care for a month. Rather doubtful Jane approached, this was not the first time she had seen Ramzi daydreaming like that.
“Ram?” Call Jane lirih.
Ramzi was unmoved, still faithfully standing on his back to Jane who was again walking closer.
“Jane, am I wrong to love people?” Ramzi asked as soon as Jane stood right beside him.
Jane knows where the direction of the man who had wanted to have it. “We can never forbid when love comes and who we aim for, Ram.” Jane Sahut.
“You're wrong, Jane.” Ramzi turned her body to face Jane straight. “I never should have fallen in love with a woman like Sofi.”
Gluey!
Do you know the answer to why you were? Inner Jane.
Ramzi's face again grim, grabbed by Jane's fingers. A pair of neutrals that had long lost their binaries were pouring down on Jane's heart.
Deg deg!
Jane's like having de javu. Ah no! he remembered having been so close to this look in the past. Time plunges him into love and the wrong person. Jane had buried deep in that feeling of being unworthy even though that speck of despair sometimes re-emerged in her heart.
“Ram, why don't you try calling your wife?” Jane let go of Ramzi's hand grip when she did not want to dissolve in an atmosphere that would clearly add to the situation.
“For what?” Ramzi.
Norfolk spruce buds swayed in the afternoon breeze. Jane followed the direction of the man beside her who now seemed more tyrannical.
“Ram, wear.” Jane pulled out her phone. “You must miss him, right?”
Ramzi shook his head faintly, his gaze still unchanged.
“Don't you miss the kid in your wife's womb? Call your wife, ask her.” Jane still faithfully thrusts her phone. “However, Sofi is now pregnant with your child.”
“You're right.” Ramzi was about to grab Jane's phone but immediately pulled it off. “But I can't accept everything she's done, Jane.”
“Do you hate it?” Jane stuck her dress in her blouse.
“Maybe. Because every time I remember everything he's done, this heart hurts a lot. I thought she could really accept me as her husband even though we were married because of an arranged marriage. But in fact not. Though I've been trying to make her happy.” Ramzi smiled bitterly.
“Ram, love cannot be forced. But please, solve your problem. You don't just stay quiet like this, meet Sofi talk to her from heart to heart who knows there is a bright spot for you.” Jane's advice is sincere. “For the child in your wife's womb, Ram.” Jane really meant it.
The last sentence Jane managed to touch the recesses of Ramzi, his smile expands to make Jane bahagaia, because the smile was long gone from the face of a man brewok who is usually very fierce and firm but soft-hearted.
“Thank you Jane. You're so nice, I should have listened to Papa a long time ago that I'd rather marry you than that woman."
Jane's eyes instantly fumbled. “Ap-what do you mean Ram?” A bit stuttered Jane looked at Ramzi with a face that suddenly blushed uncharacteristically.
Ramzi laughs, “You remember? We often spend time together. Almost every time I go to the pub, you accompany me until morning.” Ramzi turned her gaze, looking at Jane. “You have faithfully listened to my ravings, have patience with my grievances, and you have never once surrendered yourself to me.”
Jane slowly retreats as Ramzi tries to erode the distance between them. “Jane, come. I want to thank you.”
“You don't have to thank me, didn't I work as your assistant?” I don't know why Jane was so nervous all of a sudden.
“Jane, I'm sorry for being so stupid to waste such a good woman like you.” Ramzi continued to approach making Jane's position in a corner. The rubbing of Jane's cheeks that feel cold gently.
“Ram, please don't be like this ..” Lirih Jane choked. He really wants, but does not want to be lulled in feelings. Ramzi is Sofi's official husband! That's what's on his mind. “Ram, you don't forget. I used to tease you, didn't I? I'm not as good as you think.” Jane tries to regulate her breathing and compensate for Ramzi's increasingly unwilling gaze to give her a gap to escape.
Ramzi smiled, grabbing the slender waist of the already heavily cornered woman into his arms. “And I regret why I let that woman hurt you. Jane, I'm sorry. I'm sorry ...” Ramzi's embrace was so tight and soothing.
Oh, good thing it's just a hug! I guess he wants .... It's comfortable in your chest, Ram. Jane was stirring in his heart.
For a long time he had worked as a personal assistant to the young master Alatas, but only this time he was embraced by him. Ram never once treated him badly, nor was he intending to be insolent. They are both professional at work, and can be good friends if outside the office.
“Jane, help me get through this. I need you..” Ram broke his embrace.
“Eum, sure Ram. I'll help you until you fully recover.” Jane replied somewhat doubtfully as Ramzi's sentence sounded ambiguous in her ear.
“Not that, help me to forget Sofi.”
“Why? Don't you love her so much?” Jane was a little surprised. He never expected Ramzi to say that. “You've been waiting for him since he was a young man, haven't you? You yourself are the story, if you always dream of him since the first time you met him. I can't believe it's that easy you want to erase your feelings and give up on the situation. Tell me, you still love Sofi right, Ram?”Jane CCalls. He does not want to feel piqued because he believes there is still love left in Ramzi's heart for Sofi.
“No longer, since the betrayal he did to me.”
Jane stared intently, she wanted to find out if there was a lie from the look in the eyes of the man in front of her. “You even forgave him Ram when he married you pregnant by another man.”
“That's because I'm stupid.”
“Then do you now believe that he's betrayed again? It could be that your father was just slandering him for wanting you to part with him right? Sofi can't go back to her ex, Ram. You do not easily believe just because you just saw their photos. You must know the truth yourself.”
“I don't care anymore about all that.” Ramzi Resolute.
“Fight your love, Ram. Save your household. For the sake of the child ..”
“Enough!” Cut Ramzi. “My love now no longer exists.”
“I'm not sure.” Jane shook her head with a slanted smile.
“Then give me a chance to grow that love for you, because I'm starting to feel good about you.”
“Then how is the child in Sofi's womb?”
“He will be fine, I certainly will not let him be displaced. She's my flesh and blood.”
Jane was silent for a long time. He was still clueless with the situation that had suddenly changed like this. It's possible that Mr. Alatas did pay her to be Ramzi's nurse because she wanted to get him close to Ramzi, but Jane didn't want to hope because she was self-aware. But if the situation becomes like this, should he reject it?
“Jane, answer me.” Ramzi grabbed both of Jane's shoulders. “You love me too right?”
JLB!
How should he answer such a question? Jene's fingers suddenly felt a soft tremble that quietly continued to propagate throughout his nerve cells. The orange light had almost completely changed the color of the night while Jane was still mute.
“Jane, we'll start it together. I've been thinking about this for a long time, it's not that overnight I've changed like this.” Ramzi held Jane's fingers that were already as cold as snow. “I beg you, help me to find love again.”
“Ram, please give me time ..” Eventually only that line came out of Jane's mouth because she was still not too sure that happiness would be on her side.
(That is curious or do not know the times of Ramzi and Jane almost uneasy, yok peek at chapter 103 TERCYDUK PART 1) 😊😊😊
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After Isya, the two people who are feeling happiness because they are back entrusted with the mandate of the baby candidate are relaxing in front of the TV. Via as usual sleeping on her husband's thigh with a very comfortable position while looking at the big screen in front of him, while Mirza rubbed the head gently Via while occasionally rubbing his wife by tickling her waist so as to make Via scream and laugh.
TIN TIN'S!
The sound of a car horn from the front of the house teased their arrogance.
TIN TIN TIN!
The car horn sounded again. This time it's faster and better.
“Who the hell? Really bad for people!” Mirza Gerrutu.
“Try there, Mas!” Say Via getting up from his position.
TIN TIN TIIIN....!!
That horn screamed again made the emotions of the soul that heard it. Mirza quickly opened the door.
WAKWA!
It turns out Om Jaka, the most beautiful man in the universe who honks the horn of the car.
“What the hell is Om? Noisy knows! Never been hit by a complex security guard club?” Omel Mirza was annoyed to see the look of Om Jaka even grinned the horse once his nephew was nondescript from inside the house.
“What are you doing? How can I buy it?”
“Kaget know! The bell pen can't it?” Mirza's still upset.
“Kalo bell no kenceng!” Om Jaka grinned again. “Yes is here, help! Why are you even in there?” Om Jaka signals Mirza pad to get closer.
“Help what?”
“Download items from the back baggage!” Tell Om Jaka as good as his udel. “Via exists right? I want to go on!” Om Jaka came down and opened the door for Denaya.
“Halo, Za. Via where?” Denaya Sapa.
“Ngapin nginep here? How did Denaya tell nginep here alone anyway?” Mirza was confused by the question.
“Ya nginep is the same! Time alone?” Sahut Om Jaka's. “Pick bantun down his stuff!”
Although still astonished to confuse Mirza ngikutin said Omnya as well. “Udah comeateng-dateng klakson sounding very fast, ehh use whole as well!” Gerrutu Mirza.
“Eh, you must obey me yes if you don't want quality!” Om Jaka glared at the fierce snobs.
“Buskey! Si Denaya want to nginep do you want to move anyway? How to bring so many things?” Mirza Keget as soon as Om Jaka opened the back trunk of his car.
“Neaseless, hakutin cepetan!” Om Jaka's Command.
Withholding annoyance Mirza brought all of Denaya's belongings with a single transport. He was seen with a teddy bear, pillows, blankets, toiletries, a fan, and another one, a bucket, sodara-sodara! And all of it is big. Oh, one more, basin! All of them are pink without exception!
“Yes my goodness, Mas! Who has been victimized by tracings?” Via asked as Mirza reached the living room in great unrest and spilled all the stuff she was carrying, while Om Jaka just dragged a small suitcase that was also pink.
“That's, the Om Somplak!” Mirza pointed with her chin.
THE PLAQUE!
Om Jaka clapped Mirza's head.
“Basic rancid boy! It's good to know that I'm so-plak!” Omel Om Jaka.
“Vi, I'm the same Bebeb tonight want to nginep here, can you?” Denaya said as she approached Via and rubbed her already huge belly.
“NGinep? Oh ..., may, may ...” Although he had doubts Via allowed it as well.
“Dena, you sure need the same all these stuff? Why the hell are you repo-repot using all this? You're in my house, not in the woods! Very little work you!” This time Mirza ngomelin Denaya.
“Eh, which is polite if you talk to mai hani bani switi!” Om Jaka glared again. “Let's be the same age, but she's your aunt!”
Mirza pursed her lips, piqued her same behavior Om and tantenya.
“Yes already, we help bring his things to the room yuk Mas.” Take Via to her husband.
“Okay! Capek!” Mirza even threw her body on the sofa with indifference.
“Because the AC is definitely not pink right?” color Ceplos Denaya is honest. “Somehow yes Vi, lately I like and have to really use something pink.”
“Wah, don't-don't your baby later girl!” Seru Via girang.
“No idea, because I don't want the doctor telling me the gender of my baby every time I'm USG.”
“Iya, let's make a surprise.” The Timpal Om Jaka.
“Weird base! Mah people everywhere if USG would want to know the type of darkness!” Mirza keki's.
“Ye, love me!” Sahut Om Jaka's. “Udah hurry, mingan you help me now!” Om Jaka dragged Mirza's hand.
“Huh! Pake basin what bucket everything is brought, why try?” Dengus Mirza's.
“Eh, make no mistake! Bini me every mallem before going to bed and every morning to sleep his legs must be kneaded using air angel. Well that bucket for ngerendem feet kalo malem, basin for ngerendem in the morning. That's my belly I peed her feet. Anyway I spoiled my bini every day. Sweet is it me? Kiar kayak you! ” Papar Om Jaka is proud of himself.
“Ish, tacky! romantic snobs!” Cibir Mirza then raised all the items Denaya deliberately crashed into the face of Om Jaka.
“Woy! Look-out dong! Face of a hit man!” Kesal Om Jaka's.
“Maap, intentionally!” Sahut Mirza cuek to the guest room where Om Jaka and Denaya will spend the night.
Via and Denaya are just a ring of heads writhing the behavior of their husbands who always kayak Tom and Jerry when they meet.
Finished, Via and Denaya relax in the living room while having a light chat about their pregnancy.
“Vi, make me coffee dong!” Pinta Om Jaka on Via who was listening to Denaya's story with great attention.
“Enak just tell Via, tell me to Denaya!” Mirza did not accept his wife told Om Jaka.
“This time I'm pregnant, so!” Say Om Jaka.
“Sama, my baby is also pregnant!” Reply Mirza.
“But I'm pregnant already big, can't be tired!” Jaka ngeyel.
“This time I am pregnant young, must be like a wife!” Mirza won't lose.
“Precisely young pregnant it should be a lot of motion to be healthy!”
“The old pregnant one must be active, let the delivery be easy!”
“Sok tau lu!”
“Emang!”
“Basic songong lu!”
“Basic ggeyelan lu!”
“Kok you say follow me you anyway? You're pounding me, no manners!”
“Abisnya Om Jaka who started!”
“Gue is like saying it!”
“Yes I'm going to follow?”
“Bebeb....!”
“Maaaas ....!”
Denaya and Via yelled upset at their husband's unfaithful debate that never ended.
“Can not see you do not need to use a storm?” Denaya jutekin Om Jaka's.
“He who started Han. His niece has no morals! We are guests, time diomeli-omelin mulu?” Rajuk Om Jaka's.
“Ya already so Om Jaka same Mas Mirza in making his own coffee, can you?” Via sees her husband and Om Jaka taking turns.
“Bisa really dong Darling. I don't want to take care of the person. No kayaking ..” Mirza glanced at Om Jaka who was beside her.
“What you?”
“Beb, ”! Sambar Denaya's. “Kalo fuss continues, ntar malem not I give ration nih!” Denaya.
“Ampun, Han. Yes, I'm diem.” Om Jaka made a gesture of locking his mouth with his hand.
“Kalo already pregnant big, kudu diligently-craftsman diengokin Vi, let cepet smoothly opening.” Brisks Denaya to Via's ears.
Via kontan glared while smothering his own mouth.
“Honey, let's go to room aja.” Mirza suddenly approached his wife and Via entered the room.
“Eh, what-what are you? I want to tell you!” Jaka keki. “Besok morning how is the business? We must leave in the morning so as not to bad luck nyampe sana”
“Depart where?” Ask Mirza.
“Ya set off to see the location of the same dam salt fields.”
“Wait, wait. Jaka, what the hell is that talking? Empang, lading salt how does it mean?” Mirza was more astonished, completely clueless with the direction of Omnya's conversation.
“Do-don't you don't read my message?”
“What message?”
“That's what I WA this afternoon about the padang Daddy who wants to sell.”
Mirza gawked at her. “Truly, I don't know Om.” Mirza muttered, who then immediately found the whereabouts of his phone, because almost all day he did not come into contact with the flat object.
“Astoge! Yes you know, Om Jaka actually sent a long ampe message that was like the opening of UUD 45 contents.” Mirza glared at the contents of Om Jaka's message and digested the contents carefully. “Om why not just call? If I think I'm not ready.” Rutuk Mirza's.
“Gue thought you've read, because I also do not check my message.”
“Other times oj Om, anyways where have I cash that much to pay for Pak Haji?”
“Because you ndiem aja and do not bales my pesen, means I get your answer agree.”
“Kok maksa anyway?”
“Yes when else you can buy emang same salt fields with cheap price try? Invest Za, you don't have to bother fidgeting yourself, just rent it to people. You sit sweetly at home and accept the results. Doesn't it?” Om Jaka is rather maksa because he thinks this is all for the good of Mirza's nephew.
“Ck, I told you Om. I don't have that kind of cash, where do we go in the morning, right? The bank has not opened yet!”
“You saw the place first. About pay mah later, easy it. can be set!” The Kilah Om Jaka.
“Eum, what is it about? How do I not know?” Via gaze asks for clarity.
Then the story flowed from Om Jaka's mouth. Haji Barkah who is none other than his father-in-law has a very noble intention to build a boarding house and orphanage, so he was one of them, he was asked, eeh is one of two valuable assets in the form of dams and salt fields, all of which reach an area of 300 hectare. The plan is that the money from the auction of his assets will be given to the Foundation that he has previously formed.
“Subhanallah, outside biaa once yes Pak Haji.” Praise Via for the generosity of Denaya's father.
“Makanya Vi, your men should buy, mumpung for sale cheap. When else can I be a pamphlet?”
Via looked at his sumami who still seemed determined to weigh up a decision.
“I think it's good also if you buy some hectare in accordance with our financial condition Mas, because that means we come to facilitate the noble plan Haji Barkah, Mas.” Reveal Via later.
“Well! Agree with me! Bini you turned out to be more pinter than you!” Praise OM Jaka on Via.
Mirza looked at the wife. “Alright, Honey. That's what you think, Mas also agrees.”
“Sip! We leave at dawn so that the return is not kesorean. Because the dam is a bit far from the coast, we must melewatin village rather remote also to get there.”
“Serah Om Jaka aja deh.” Mirza. “Ayok Darling, we'll go to the room. Mas want istrahat because tomorrow will take a long journey.” Take Mirza again to his wife.
“Mas not so same as Om Jaka?”
“Ngak Darling. From the same coffee Om Jaka mengingan Mas nganu with you.” Mirza rubbed her nose on his wife's shoulder.
“Ish, Mom! Shame to know, there is Om Jaka with Denaya!”
“Did, perverted very brain you, Za!” Cibir Om Jaka's. “Han, you want to soak your feet now what will it be? I'll get you some warm water, okay? That's abis I pijitin your feet.” Om Jaka shrugs Denaya's shoulder.
“Huh, basic bucin! Old bucin!” Reply Mirza.
“Mas, it's ah!”
“Iya nih astonished, you are also Beb, demen really fight with his own nephew?” Denaya glanced at her husband and got up to the room and Om Jaka immediately followed.
“Darling, tomorrow Mas want to go early in the morning. We did it once tonight? Fear of waking up again.” Mirza's whisper that keeps Via's lobe bristling.
“Nevent need to worry too papa times, Mas. Said Mas msu break?” Via walk ahead.
“But Mas want to nganu.” Mirza intercepted Via's steps in front of the room door. “Since you are positive pregnant, we have not been nganu-nganu.” Puppy eyes by Mirza. He knew his wife was not. Local right? hehe …
“But, Mas ...” Via lowered his head not to continue his sentence, suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of worry.
“Mas promise will be careful.” Mirza was still seducing, cupped both smooth cheeks of her beautiful wife with her palm.
“Eum ..” Via never ends say makes Mirza more anxious. Slowly he put his lips on his wife's face.
BUZZBOLT ...!!
Suddenly the sound of falling objects shocked Mirza and Via who almost …
“Can you kiss him not here? Log in there!” Om Jaka Nongol took his basin which he just accidentally sheeted onto the floor carpet of the middle room.
“Om…! Basic resek.....!!” Pekik Mirza upset not playing then immediately pulled the arm Via into the room and emngunci door tight.
Hmmmm, so I think Za ....? 😁😁🤭🤭🤭
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