I Desire the Love of My Husband
I Believe

Marvel and Claudia returned to the office after the meeting, both looking happy and it was clear that their departure had given good results.

"You go straight to the room, I want to see them first."

"Okay sir, excuse me."

Claudia passed first to go to her room, her smile never disappeared from her lips.

"Okay, I'll be there by noon."

The voice managed to stop Claudia's steps, her smile disappeared right then and there.

"I came, why the hell afraid I came, so do not sell expensive if you also like to admit."

Claudia peeked, the slightly opened door made it easier for Claudia to see the occupants of the room.

"Haha, I know that, gradually you will give up as well."

Claudia slightly smiled at him, the figure of Damar until now is still a big question mark for her.

Who she is and where her origin is still a concern, Claudia hopes Damar is indeed someone she has been looking for all this time.

"Ready, I'll see you later in the afternoon."

Damar closed the connection, then saved the phone.

Claudia closed the door again, of course it was realized by Damar, the man immediately got up from his seat.

"What's wrong?" ask Damar.

Claudia turned her head, smiling at Damar who turned out.

"Nothing, I just saw your room open, so I closed it again."

"Are you really like that, don't you just peek at me every day?"

Claudia was silent, it was true, but all that was done because Damar himself did not want to open up for her.

Damar looked at the clock on his wrist, it was still working hours but Claudia was just wandering indistinctly.

"Your job is done?"

"Why, I just got home from a meeting with Mr. Marvel."

Damar nodding in response, Claudia sighed while looking at the surroundings.

"Damar, can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Who's your family?"

Damar frowned at what kind of question it was, for what Claudia questioned it.

"Please answer correctly?"

"What message, it's not asked the same company, but you?"

"Please answer me, is that too hard?'

"I have no family, I live alone, is that clear enough?"

Claudia raised both eyebrows, what is true like that, why does it feel so happy with that sentence.

Damar frowned, the woman often made him dizzy, often spent his time without anything meaningful as well.

"It's still a lot of work, can you just go?"

"Damar, I think we need to talk a lot, can you take the time to talk to me?"

"Yes, later if I have time, it's back in your room, it's still working hours don't make the boss mad at you."

Claudia just passed by, Damar really did not understand with it all, what his true purpose was with all his strange behavior.

Damar re-entered his room, refocused on his work as well, as he would meet Sintia later in the day.

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Ingrid built Bian, the man sobbing and leaning on the door of his room, Zahra had locked the door from the inside without letting Bian in first.

"Zahra, open the door, you can't stay like this all the time" Isma said.

Unanswered, Isma glanced at Bian who was so hurt by his current state.

Is it true that Zahra is already convinced by his decision, whether the woman is not afraid of regret later.

"Zahra, you hear Mama, let's open the door not like this, Zahra."

The door opened, they turned at the same time, as quickly as Bian collapsed and hugged Zahra's leg.

This situation again makes Ingrid hurt, when his family will calm down, why problems are always there.

"I told you not to force me to change all this, I've decided everything and will never change again."

"I can't, I can't take all this, I told you to promise me you."

"I don't care at all, I'll just follow my wishes, not anyone else even if it's you."

Isma shook her head, this time she woke Bian up, what she saw right now was very bad.

"Zahra, we believe you're angry and disappointed, but that doesn't necessarily make you demean your own husband" Isma said.

"She's been humbling me so many times, why can't I do it?"

"Not all bad things are to be repaid with bad things either."

"I don't want to hear anything, you're just spectators, but I can't hear you anymore."

Bian shook his head, he led Zahra into the room, closed the door and locked it tightly despite Zahra's unrelenting rebellion.

Isma rubbed Inggrid's shoulders, leaving them to be trusted in all matters, including their personal affairs.

"Let go, I said loose, are you deaf?"

Bian did not hear, he pulled Zahra to sit on the sofa there.

Bian did not let go of his grip even for a second, Bian did not care even though Zahra would go berserk once.

"Delivery."

"Son, I won't let you go, Zahra I'm just asking you one more chance, please."

"I don't want to, I told you this time you're the one who should listen to me."

"I can't, for God's sake I don't want this goodbye, I beg you."

Zahra shook her head, still trying to pull her hand despite still failing.

Zahra must be strong, no one can weaken her this time, even though the cry of the wound she heard, Zahra must not be touched.

"I beg you, I'll try to do all my best, just one more time, Zahra."

"I can't, let go."

Bian shook his head, not letting go but the grip was actually strengthened.

Bian lowered his head into Zahra's lap, whether true or not, but Bian's crying times were full of wounds.

The crying that had happened to Zahra also when he had to imprison Bian, unwilling and full of injuries.

"I'm asking you this once, trust me."

"I could never not believe you, ever since I felt my feelings change towards you, I always believed even with all your lies, did you forget that?"

Bian shook his head, of course he remembered everything, the time when Zahra always succumbed to him.

But this time, Bian was no longer messing with his words, the farewell would be fiercely opposed.

"We can improve ourselves after we have ended everything, not all circumstances are able to live even I pass, I can no longer be in this bond."

"I can't accept this, I beg you, what way should I beg you?"

Zahra was silent, any way that could help her, but Zahra was strengthening her thinking.

So let Zahra fight with herself alone, without any seduction that would surely melt her down.