FORCED CHEATING
35REVEALING THE VEIL

The new dark grey BMW 320i Sport is speeding towards Ramzi's hajj and umrah travel agency. Not only did Ramzi succeed as a garment entrepreneur with his father, he also had a thriving hajj and umrah travel business and one of the biggest in the capital. Even later Ramzi ventured into the coal business in Kalimantan with his sister who had been successful there. In short, Ramzi is more of an established word as a man.

Sofi's arrival for the first time to the office left some of Ramzi's employees stunned.

“Excuse me, I want to meet Mr. Ramzi Alatas.” Sofi said to a woman at the front office.

“Do you have any appointments?” Ask the girl.

“Already. Just say Sofia wants to meet.”

The woman contacted Ramzi by phone, while another employee whispered while watching Sofi from toe to toe.

“Who yes? Pretty bang.”

“Iya, possible prospective client Mr. Ram.”

“Hajj pilgrims, so?”

“Or prospective pilgrims umroh?”

“Or also his future wife Mr. Ram.”

Their silence unfortunately did not last long because Sofi was invited to enter Ramzi's room delivered by the woman.

Ramzi stood up to greet Sofi.

“Kak Ram, I'm sorry. I can't accept your gift.” Sofi said directly to his goal while putting the keys of the BMW 320i Sport on the desk Ramzi.

Ramzi was immediately surprised to hear it, but then his smile broke while inviting Sofi to sit in the living room chair of his study.

"We sit there."

Actually, Sofi wanted to refuse because she did not want to linger there, but Ramzi's attitude that was so fluid made her unwell.

"Is there something wrong with my gift?" Tanya Ramzi was calm.

"Not at all."

"Want to?"

"I. .. just can't take it." Said Sofi softly, her eyes did not dare to look at Ramzi.

Ramzi shifted his sitting position to face Sofi. Depreciated

sofi's soft fingers.

"You're my future wife, we're getting married next month. About that syndrome you don't have to worry, we're off to Singapore this week for treatment. I've asked a friend for help in sina. You must be cured." Ramzi assured Sofi.

Sofi is very gamang. All of Ramzi's kindness and sweetness why not touch her heart in the least. He also stared at the face of the man who had been expecting a dozen years of love from him.

Sofi tried to find a blemish in Ramzi. He nodded slowly, nothing. Kam Ramzi is a very well-established and perfect male. But I can't love her. This feeling cannot be forced.

"What are you thinking?" Tanya Ramzi resuscitated Sofi's daydream.

Sofi let go of Ramzi's hand slowly. "Sister Ram, I'm sorry. I can't marry you."

Finally the sentence slid also from Sofi's lips and inevitably made Ramzi could not hide his surprise. His sturdy side-faced face was instantly pias.

"What do you mean?"

Sofi silent.

"Tell me, why did you reject me for the umpteenth time?" Ramzi's tone was full of pressure, her originally gentle gaze now turned cold.

Sofi was silent. For some time there was only the sound of the clockwork seconds of the wall filling the room.

"Say!" Pinta Ramzi again.

Sofi threw her face away, the man in front of her now looks furious. Never before has he seen Ramzi angry, his feelings are starting to get scared, but Sofi doesn't want to keep lying. He has to be honest so Ramzi stops chasing him.

"Are you going on a cruise again? " Guess Ramzi is still on the same note. A tone of voice that was trying to be patient even though his heart was turbulent.

"No."

"What lounge? What made you change that decision? Yesterday you agreed. You're playing me, playing with my family!" Ramzi took Sofi's shoulder forcing her to look at his face again, her emotions starting to get out of control.

Sofi rose to the brink of Ramzi's hand. "I'm not saying that I agree, you're the one who's forcing me too much!" Reply Sofi with a slightly raised voice as well.

"So apparently you really want to play with my family, huh?" Ramzi gripped Sofi's wrist.

Sofi is struggling to release the grip of Ramzi's hand that hurt her. " Boy brother Ram, let go." Pinta Sofi's. "I didn't mean it that way." Sofi started shaking.

Ramzi doesn't care about Sofi being in pain. He pressed towards Sofi until Sofi sat back in the long chair of the living room. Sofi tries to escape, but Ramzi's large height makes him powerless.

"I can't believe you're rejecting me anymore." Ramzi said sarcastically, I've waited so long to get you." He continued while bringing his lips closer to Sofi's ears. "If I wanted to, I could buy a dozen women more beautiful than you."

Sofi was really trembling, Ramzi started to slap her lips against Sofi's neck that was lying helplessly on the back of the chair. Feeling no rejection, Ramzi's hand now began to caress Sofi's face, then grabbed Sofi's chin gently closer to her lips.

But what happened was beyond suspicion. Sofi who felt that she had the opportunity to escape immediately pushed Ramzi's body.

"I can't marry you because I love other men, and now I'm pregnant with her child!"

JRENGJEAN!

Ramzi was shocked. Sofi's sentence just now was like a bullet that directly hit her heart. But not yet he had time to say anything, Sofi immediately left with quick steps.

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"Honey, I'll go to the same meeting with you." Said Mirza stopped the steps of Via who wanted to take clothesline to the backyard.

"Just go away."

"Aren't you coming?"

"No ah, males. My body's all pegel, Mas. It felt really tired, even though it was just helping."

"It's already here, Mas pijitin." Mirza pulled Via and began to massage his shoulders.

"Let's go, Mommy." Reject Via. "I want to lift the clothesline first, it's been two days on the porch, lest it's turned into chips later not lifted."

"Yes, that's it tonight, Mas the incandescent?" Mirza's starting to flirt.

"Will you go?"

"How dare it be, most before the Maghreb also returns."

"Tumben, usually if you've collected the same cement-men Mas like to forget time."

"You want to kiss me, baby." Mirza brought her face closer to nyosor.

Via directly covered Mirza's face with his palm. "Yes, you've gone out there."

Mirza smile. "That means you agree to our show tonight, yess!" Mirza girang herself. "Goodbye, cup!" The kiss of Via's lips.

Via's face instantly blushed and smiled shyly. It's been a couple for a long time, but Via always likes to be awkward in front of Mirza.

"We have to work hard to quickly have a baby. Next month I'll have to go again, and before that you'll have to get pregnant, baby."

Via aghast. "Will you go again?" His face turned sad. "A very nice prick."

Mirza stroked Via's long hair. "Still next month, baby. That's why we use the rest of this time to make children, huh?"

POK!

Via pulls Jidat Mirza.

"Well, why hit?"

"Yes, those are vulgar words!"

Instead of getting angry, Mirza curled Via into her arms so they both fell on the soft carpet in front of the TV. "I want to spend a second we have children, baby."

Via looked at the bead of her husband's eyes that was right above her face. "Don't you ever tell me we don't have to hurry?"

"It was yesterday, it's different now." Mirza smiled as she tried again.

Via pushing Mirza's body. "Okay, " said Via while tidying his slightly morat-marit hair. "We'll finish tonight."

Mirza Pandangi loved his wife who left him. His smile was wide, not playing. Before long Via returned with a basket of clothes and sat beside Mirza while tidying up the pile of clothes.

Mirza silently watched Via who was engrossed in her busyness.

Not perfect as a wife. Not only was she beautiful, she was skilled with all the housework, and she never complained. How lucky I am as her husband.

"Mas! Yee ... , how come you're dumb?" Via reveals Mirza who is monologuing in the heart. "Say you want to go?"

Mirza smiled, then kissed his wife's forehead, "yes." He then headed to the room on the second floor to pick up his phone.

"Ih, it's weird to be a person. Abis was even smiling." Via grumbled as his hands continued on his work.

Via felt the pocket of Mirza's jeans that looked like there was something there.

"What is this, not money? Well, windfall sholehah's wife." Via smiled as she grabbed something from her husband's pants pocket. "Mas Mirza's habit if you want to be holy is not checked first."

SLAPS.

It turned out to be a train ticket that had been scuffed because of washing water. Via opening. The day, the following date with the departure time of the train can still be clearly read.

Various questions and astonishment raged in Via's mind.

"Darling, I'll go first." Mirza cried while going down the stairs, then landed her kiss once again on the forehead Via.

"Mas, wait." Sergey Via.

"What's up, baby?"

Via showed Mirza the ticket. "Can you explain this?"

As Mirza fell silent, she only noticed the scuffed paper in Via's hand without a word.

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