Forced to marry her
22. surprise 2

Driver Han came out and opened the door for Raffa. Raffa got down and stood beside the car staring at Diandra and the sharp kafka

Diandra's heart was beating irregularly, his heart wanted to scream in fear, his eyes were round as if he was about to be dislodged from his place.

His body trembled his entire soul like a momentary cripple.

While Kafka was acting ordinary and relaxed as if nothing had ever happened, his attitude was still cold frozen like an ice block.

She wasn't afraid that her brother would know everything maybe it was better.

Raffa walked over to Diandra and the kafka who was still standing in the doorway.

His steps were getting closer and closer to his sister and wife.

Raffa smiled faintly then rubbed the Diandra's hair gently.

"Darling, why haven't you slept, it's already night?" raffa asked gently and kissed his wife's forehead.

Diandra just kept silent confused looking for the right reason.

"Sister, I'm sorry I woke him up. I accidentally passed by and there was a meatball in front so I thought it wouldn't hurt if I bought it for your wife." Sahut. He purposely explained it first before Diandra explained it.

"No problem, thank you for watching my wife." Raffa replied.

"Well then I have to go, good night." said Kafka then left Diandra and Raffa.

"Night, heart on the road." Raffa told kafka.

kafka nodded and left just like that.

Diandra was still feeling tense but she was a little relieved because the kafka was not telling the truth. Now he has to be ready to act again.

"Darling, why don't you tell me first." asked Diandra and hugged her husband.

Indeed, she misses her husband so much that there are only problems that she has to face until she forgets what the difference is between just longing and true longing.

"Did you really miss me?" raffa asked and then took his wife into the house.

"Of course I miss you, my dear Mr. Raffa. Do I seem to be lying." said Diandra then put meatballs on the table.

"Honey eat the meat pity Kafka if the meat is not eaten." Raffa.

Diandra just nodded then took back the meatball and took it away to the kitchen. Take a bowl and spoon and pour it slowly.

He started eating the meat slowly, honestly he did not want to eat the meatball but it was the circumstances that forced him.

While Raffa was just sitting quietly beside his wife, he could only accompany Diandra to enjoy her meatballs because she should not eat carelessly. Tired he did not ignore to accompany his wife eating meatballs from Kafka.

"Darling, do you want to try it it feels really good for sure you like." asked Diandra tease her husband. Scooping her and then closer to her husband's nose and mouth. Diandra knows if Raffa is unlikely to want to try it even if only a tip of a spoon what else Raffa also does not like spicy

Raffa just silently looked at his wife sharply.

Actually he was also right to drool but for the sake of his health he tried to hold it. He could only swallow his saliva which from earlier wanted to drip even the smell felt very stinging to the deepest nasal cavity.

"Quick spend, I can't wait to punish you because you have dared to make me out of the cloister" Raffa threatened.

Selesei eats Dindra's meatballs and Raffa returns to the room.

Diandra held her husband's hand and placed her head on her husband's shoulder.

"Darling, don't punish me I'm sorry, ok." said Diandra to seduce the spoiled.

Raffa just glanced at him quietly without replying to his wife's words.

"Dear, I'm sorry." Rengek Diandra still in her husband's hands.

Blinking her lips in front of her husband's face while playing with his eyes because it's his powerful weapon.

Raffa did not reply he tried to hold back his smile even though he was forced to do so. Surely he could not bear to laugh at the cuteness of his wife. Diandra is so adorable that she's seducing.

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In a different place there is Kafka who is still upset tangled with a wounded heart.

Once in the room Kafka threw his body rough on the bed.

her hands clenched hard and vented her on the bed.

His heart still felt irritated and hardened.

"Damn, you're lucky but I hate you so much, you've taken everything from me, haaaah.you're fucking, Raffa." Kafka said loudly and resentfully. His heart felt shackled but what power he could only feel without being able to have it.

Kafka tries to forget Diandra but his efforts are just a waste of faith. The more he forgot about her the more he overshadowed his face.

The more he moved away the more he missed him. Diandra's driving him crazy. Diandra has made him a bucin.

Now he really can't stand his feelings.The feeling has tortured his mind to almost paronyt.

That feeling had killed him alive

In the darkness of the night there was only the light-waving Diandra.

*****

Night has changed day, life and activities have changed and not the same as yesterday.

Kafka Selesei attended a meeting with someone very important at that time. He walked in a hurry to hurry until the office accidentally he hit someone.

"The...!"

Kafka bumped into a beautiful and graceful girl. The clothes are also classy and famous brand is clearly the girl is not an ordinary girl.

"Sorry Miss I didn't accidentally." Kafka said to the girl. Kafka helped pick up the girl's belongings that fell scattered on the floor.

"It's okay, sir." Answer the girl politely.

The girl wanted to stand but kakiny sprained and she groaned in pain.

Kafka did not have the heart to see it, he tried to clean it up and invite her to sit on the chair in that place.

Kafka helped her massage slowly not wanting anything bad to happen to the girl.

The girl looked at Kafka's face and smiled faintly.

"Oh my God, he's so handsome, he's so lucky I got to meet a prince as handsome as him." Say the girl in your heart.

"What still hurts." asked Kafka.

"Little, thank you for helping me." said the girl .

"He'em, I'll take you home." said Kafka and took him out of the restaurant.

The girl silently stood up not to refuse nor did she answer. The girl is now in Kafka's arms. He continued to look at Kafka's face without blinking and smiled faintly by hiding his face in Kafka's chest.

"Omg, this says I dreamt, last night what dream could I meet this guy?until now there was a prince as handsome as he was holding me. Hu..uh.gk strong I held him down I wanted to feel like I was yelling because I was so happy." said the girl.

Kafka dropped the girl next to his car, opening the door for the girl. The girl came in and sat down next to the steering wheel.

Kafka came in and sat on the driver's seat.

"Where is your house." asked Kafka.

the girl just silently did not reply and smiled her own smile .

"Hi, where's your house." asked Kafka a little loudly.

The girl woke up from her daydream hearing the kafka question.

"Yes, sorry brother, my house is on the street cempaka."The girl was a little nervous.

"whose name is brother, my name is Rosi." added the girl.

"I'm kafka" she replied briefly.

"Ow.thank you for taking me home." Rosi said happily.

He was so happy to meet a man as handsome and as good as Kafka. He hoped God would leave one person like Kafka for him.

Kafka nodded and offered his business card.

"It's for you if your feet haven't healed call me, I'll take responsibility" Kafka said

Rosi took it and put it in her bag.

"Thank you." answered Rosi.

Rosi doesn't stop looking at the kafka, she steals the view.

Don't know if Kafka is Diandra's husband's sister.

Kafka stopped his car in Rosi's yard.

Kafka goes down first and opens the door for Rosi.

He also helped get Rosi into the house..

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