Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Fourteen Days Passed

I've been trying to create a new account to try to hit Kayla via messenger. I don't want to be rash and make it sought after by people in Indonesia. And despite being upset, Ihsan gave me a week to wait for a reply from Kayla. But unfortunately, Kayla privacy her account very strictly, even I believe -- my messenger messages must have entered the filter system in the messenger. So that one week passed and Ihsan no doubt spread a photo of Kayla with the title "DICARI: MISSING PERSON" with Kayla's name plastered real in the offline leaflet, the photo was also posted online.

But, nil. Indeed, many incoming calls contacted Ihsan, but not to give good news about the whereabouts of Kayla who was already in the hands of the caller, but not to provide good news about the whereabouts of Kayla who was already in the hands of the caller, instead he simply said that he saw Kayla was somewhere he mentioned her name, then he asked for payment for the information.

Ihsan was often furious with such a caller. "Woy, listen, yeah. Please catch it and bring it here. Guaranteed you will get cash rewards. Understood?" be barnaceous. Geez, how many times has he lost that kind of patience?

Luckily, our caring and understanding mother often made her cold chocolate milk and patted her on the back slowly. "Patience.The more patient you are, the more handsome you are. Trust in Mother."

He smiled wryly. "I'm sorry, Bund," he said. "Nearly a week, but absolutely no results. Nil!"

I know why Ihsan got so far --so he tried to find Kayla and so did his disappointment of not being able to find her. Obviously he was undermined by the guilt caused by Aarin - - which he felt was because of his stupidity that brought the girl into the scope of our family.

"By the way, has Joe confirmed -- has Kayla gone out of town or abroad before she blocked Kayla's access at the airport or at the port? Maybe Kayla was already overseas before her access was blocked. And maybe now he's not in Indonesia. It could be, right?"

Ihsan was silent, and that was enough to answer my question.

"It's okay, really. Just relax. Kayla probably already knew that the picture was scattered. Although maybe he's now overseas, he's definitely gonna be tired of hiding all the time."

He's nodding. "I know, but I still don't feel good. If the matter gets out of the way, you guys get back together quick, too."

"Don't think about it" my mother interrupted. "From tomorrow they can be together again. It's been fourteen days. Today's the last, right?"

Reza nodded, but only to that extent - justifying the time of isolation in the quotation marks - the fourteen-day period that was about to end. As for our togetherness as husband and wife, we could not give any response. Yeah, it's better to be quiet because sometimes silence is gold. Although Reza was actually looking out for me. Let only the two of us know he said - what really happened between the two of us. Because, he felt sorry for my mother who he thought would be burdened.

"If you can, show Mother and Ihsan that our relationship is fine. I know you swallow a bitter taste, and it is unfair for you to sacrifice your feelings, when it is not your fault. But for Mother's sake, I hope you are willing to sacrifice. I beg?"

And the global question is, why do women sacrifice their feelings so often? Especially for the sake of the child - on behalf of the child. Wh why?

Yeah, there's no point asking that. As the more it dwells in my mind, the more other questions arise. In the end I nodded and agreed to his advice which was a request from the bottom of his heart. Fourteen days is over.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Darling, are you awake?"

"Em, what's wrong?" my new one is literate.

"I can go in, okay?"

Chequek! He opened the door even though I didn't.

"It's been fourteen days. I can go in, right?"

Oh my goodness, it's only four in the morning. "The children are still sleeping, Mas" I said as I sat down.

But he's a big boy. He came in and instead squatted his knees in front of me, grasped my hand and kissed her deeply. "The kids are still sleeping. But her mom's up, right?"

"Buck...."

She shook her head, then buried her face on my lap with her tightly coiled hands hugging me. "Please, don't torture me any longer. I couldn't take much longer without you. Please, I miss you so much, baby. I miss you so much. Don't tell me to leave. Please...?"