I'm the One You're wasting
Fridays Again

Witma reflex flanged because she heard the words of Reka who wanted to invite her to refer when her little heart said yes, but her body refused to get back together. "O Allah, why did this body of the servant reject the invitation of the Reka mas to refer? Though this is what I want together again with mas Reka," his inner.

"What's because of him you won't refer me to Witma?" Reka thinks Witma won't refer to him because of Arash. He was upset not playing so he cursed several times in his mind. "What are his advantages over me Witma, I have now changed not as before but why are you refusing to refer to me instead?"

"Mas, I don't want to be the third person between the relationship with Lisa, especially now that you have a baby," said Witma so that Reka is aware and not toying with the feelings of a woman. "Open a new page from now on with Lisa, may your marriage last until death do you part." Although there was a little bit of tightness in his heart, he still tried to look ordinary so that Reka did not suspect that he still had a taste.

Design and Witma both look at each other, they both look alike still have a sense of each other.

"I'm going to divorce Lisa, and that baby isn't my flesh and blood. Don't you also know all that Witma?" Reka had told Witma at that time that Lira was not his son. He also told Witma that he was the one who had been barren not Witma. "We will live happily ever after Witma only the two of us, without any children we will be happy as you said the child is not a benchmark every couple will be happy." He still remembers the old Witma.

"No mas, marriage is not to be played with so, never think that by divorcing Lisa, I will want to refer to the mas it will never happen." Witma let out a long sigh after saying that, as she felt that Reka had not changed at all. "And when I said that we would live happily without the child when we had ties and there was no third person. But for now I'm taking away my old words, that now I declare that I want to have offspring because I'm a healthy woman not a woman who has a barren disease." His mouth was very smooth when he said that, maybe this was because the Design who always insulted him was barren and also never wanted to hear his explanation

Arash who felt the atmosphere was getting different he thoughtlessly approached Witma and Reka while saying, "Witma needs a lot of rest, so you please get out of here." Now it was Arash's turn to drive out Reka blatantly. "You know for yourself that Witma is currently ill so, I hope you understand what I said earlier," continue again with a flat face look like nothing like the one that seemed cheerful. Maybe at this time he was feeling jealous even though he and Witma had nothing to do.

"Who are you that dares to throw me out, huh?" The sound of the Rite echoed in the room.

So that makes Witma feel scared again because the shadow of the people who drove him from the contract and Baron's face back dancing in the corner of his eye. He then gripped his sheets and blankets very strongly. However, neither Arash nor Reka had realized it all.

"I'm not really a sipa-sipa here, but Brother Furqon has given everything to me where he trusts me to take care of Witma and Tami," replied Arash calmly even with a face that still looks flat. "Please, the door is still there." Arash really drove Reka out of there.

"Bad!!" exclaims the angry design. "It turns out you're really testing my patience. You wimps!" Just now the designer was going to take a swing to mem*k*l Arash suddenly Witma cried out hysterically.

"No! Don't do this." Witma's eyes were reddish in color and glared towards Reka. "Go from here!" screech while throwing pillows in any direction so that the infusion is released. "Go!!" screamed once more.

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Title: Prisoner of the Cruel President

Author: Asri Faris

Blurbs

As a real nightmare, it is clear, again suppressing a girl named Sharena after being used as a means of exchanging her father's debt to a cruel President, Keanu Abraham. Not only that, his life is like hell since caught in the hatred of Keanu who accused him as the cause of his brother's death. Hate, vengeance, scarred and love.

“Step your head, welcome hell before you!” (Keanu Abraham)

“I've never done as you accuse.” (Sharena)