Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Ends With a Fight

"I. sori. I'm clearance...."

He did not finish his words, only directly lowered the window glass beside him. Besides, obviously, he doesn't consider my permission to be important.

"I lost the day of victory" I said. Then wipe away the tears on the cheeks. Tears of defeat.

Hearing that Reza had turned his head, but did not respond or give any comments.

"What's up, Shay?"

"Can you come out for a second?"

"Sori, but we have to go."

"I beg you, Za," Salsya said, linking her hands to Reza's arm, which was perched at the wheel of the car.

Reza who did not get the heart to the woman finally complied with her request. He opened the door and got out of the car. Then, without warning and without Reza having time to ask, Salsya immediately grabbed my husband's hand and kissed him like a godly and obedient wife to the husband.

"Satan...!" my peek. I opened the door and came out as fast as lightning. "Woi, Bullet*!"

I reflexively took a stone and threw it at Salsya - almost hitting her head if Reza did not reflexively pull Salsya into her arms. It was at that moment that I was silent - - for a moment - pecking with tears.

"Gee!" finally decakku. "Super once. What a sweet scene."

Of course, Salsya who according to Mayra is a woman who is smart to put herself in all situations - - really shrewd to take advantage of the situation, she immediately showed her fear, she immediately showed her fear, she cried and hugged Reza very tightly.

"Are you going to let me just stand here? You want me to go and accept defeat? Yes, Mas?"

Reza shook his head, then he released Salsya with all his effort. Pushing the tiny woman's body and immediately circling the car to get to me.

"Za," call him.

I know, she's not willing because Reza prefers me over her. And it makes my blood boil.

"Stop, Yes!" longans. "Be a prostitute* for another man! Stop chasing my husband, Jalan*!"

What level of intonation am I at? Just think. To be sure, I said with intonation so high that some of the pilgrims who were around there watched the melee that was going on between us.

"Darling...."

"Have dong, we better go home, huh?"

"Why? You don't want me to embarrass this brothel? Hmm?"

Growled. Reza clutched both my shoulders and glared sharply. "Just talk about you" he said. "Then people hear."

"I can keep my words from prostitution*this is keeping up with her behavior."

"Oh my God, please don't do this, dear." Reza shook his head.

"Why? Heh? You want to defend him? Aye, Mas? Go ahead! You keep defending him."

Reza grabbed my wrist and was about to pull me into the car when Salsya innocently asked the question, "Why, Ra? What's wrong with me kissing my future husband's hand? Where's the harm? I'm entitled, Ra."

Holy wow...! I shake my head. I did not think with all the efforts Reza avoid it, why does Salsya still think that Reza is her future husband?

"Please, now tell me firmly that you will never marry her" I asked.

Silent.

"Za, you're going to marry me anyway, right?"

Reza didn't answer, whether in doubt or what and why, I don't understand. I whose emotions hit her chest hard. "Say now! Say it firmly! Get him out of your life!"

Reza held both my shoulders so I would stop beating her. A moment later he hugged me - - resting my head on his chest.

"Sorry, Yes. I will never marry you. Please don't bother us anymore. Excuse me."

Goody!

Exactly as I expected.

The next scene was: Reza immediately carried me and sat me in the passenger seat. He put up my seatbelt and immediately got into the car, sitting behind the wheel. We immediately drove though Salsya was still staring with tears there, where she was standing earlier.

Stand there until you die. I'm waiting for your death, Shay. I'll be very happy to attend your funeral.