KANAYA AND THE TROUBLEMAKER
HOLD LIABILITY

In the office Nay was busy with a pile of files, not long after the door of his office was open.

"To my room now, Naya." Andra's voice was heard closing the door again stepping first.

"You what?" Nay brought some important files, walked upstairs to the death room.

Andra had turned on her computer, Kanaya stepped inside sitting next to ANdra.

"Why are you going to the office, should you make sure Syifra is pregnant or not?"

"Don't talk about anything else in the office" Andra said.

"Is she pregnant with your child? Decide first she's pregnant no, most important ...."

"Kanaya, once again talking about it, I kick it out. I'm not gonna fuck a woman without any strings attached, so stop thinking stupid." Andra's sharp eyes took a deep breath to work on the office.

Naya's smile was visible, sitting quietly beside Andra who was already refocused. Nay knows if Andra is naughty, Iseng, ignorant is also grumpy, but not in the least he has a habit of playing women.

The second conversation looked serious, not realizing that the sun was shining. Looking at Naya's face, she looked tired.

"Finally done, hopefully this can convince many people if our company is to be trusted," said Naya who was relieved, turning to Andra who unbuttoned the shirt.

"You just go home, I'll take care of the meeting today." Andra stepped into the bathroom to refresh her body.

"You sure I can go home?"

Andra's head nodded, asking Naya to rest and return to work the next day.

Without refusing Naya rushed out of Andra's room, the umpteenth time she met Syifra.

Not wanting to make a fuss, Naya hid. Syifra did not knock on the door again just go inside.

"Dra," call him.

The sound of water rang out, Syifra holding the doorknob. When pressed, the door is locked. Andra realized if anyone wanted to go into the bathroom, thinking Kanaya was still in the room.

"What's the matter Naya?" the door lock opened, andra flinched in shock when she saw Syifra in front of her.

Both hands hugged tightly, Andra had no chance to let go. His body is still wet attached, the towel that covers the bottom is held not to be released.

Naya's sharp gaze saw the two hugging, Syifra kissed Andra's lips in front of Naya.

Andra dodged, seeing Naya step away without saying anything, Andra's hands clenched with anger because it should not be out of control could have endangered Syifra's content if it was true she was pregnant.

"Take off Syifra, don't make me more disgusted!" andra's scream sounded loud.

"Disease, why Dra? We love each other, why do those feelings change so quickly?"

Syifra's hand was pushed aside, not Andra's feelings changed, but Syifra's made everything change.

Andra decided to cover her ears, not believing in pregnancy because she never touched Syifra.

"I can explain Dra, please listen to me."

Both of Andra's hands squeezed her hair asking Syifra out, taking her clothes off because she didn't want any misunderstandings.

Crying was heard waiting for Andra in front of the bathroom door, Syifra's heart was shattered once because Andra did not look at her gently.

"I don't know what explanation you want to talk about, you came to the house without my permission, made a fuss with mama, slapped Alis, accused Naya. What else do I have to believe?"

"I'm sorry about that, now I'm going to change and fix everything. Please give Dra one chance." Syifra's cry is getting louder.

"I'm pregnant Dra, this is not your child, but I only have you. How are my fate and this fetus?" Syifra knelt before Andra who was staring flatly.

Syifra's pregnancy was unintentional, she was harassed by a doctor who treated her third illness.

Syifra's emotions were stirring, unstable because of the events that happened to him. Pikiran Syifra just wants to speed up the marriage so that the trauma of the abuse disappears.

"When, why not be honest from the beginning?"

"Fear, am I afraid of Andra?"

"Then what's the point of saying now, won't change anything." Andra's head shook.

He is not a good man will be responsible for someone's actions, if Syifra himself is not able to accept it let alone Andra.

"I'd rather die Dra, than lose you. For eight years I've been with you, but why did the old man get the house?"

"This eight years I not only have you, but believe in yourself, there is also the prayer of a loved one who accompanies," Andra replied fixed on his stance.

There is no harm to Andra, as long as you know each other never owe anything, demanding let alone forcing anyone to be by his side.

"I have no words of pearl, I am this evil."

"Just wait, you'll get the news of death. A lifetime of only regret will continue to haunt," Syifra warned loudly.

"Your life or your death, there's nothing to do with it. Don't make me lose respect." Andra's smile was seen asking Syifra to leave immediately.

Whatever threat Syifra makes cannot change Andra's feelings, she remains selfish.

Being back together is impossible, but Andra also concerned about the calamity of Syifra right or not he wants to care.

"If you can give advice, meet the man and hold him accountable. I'll be behind you to support you" Andra said, giving her one chance.

"Home people, do I have to reveal it?"

Andra was speechless, she could not give an answer if the husband of the person. It is true that mistakes must be accounted for.

"If it's wrong, do it. Don't be afraid to ruin people's households because you've lost that honor, too."

Andra's door was firmly closed, Syifra would not hold her accountable, nor would she let Andra be happy.

If he can't have it then Kanaya or anyone else can't have it. Syifra make sure Andra won't get love.

"I hope there will be more men than I can accept you, your way of life is not easy Syifra, but I can not accompany. Better to back off now, than to hang on with a sense that's still with the past." To be honest Andra does not look at women from the holy or not, but he has the right to decide who it belongs to.

Even if Naya will not accept it, Andra will still fight for the feeling that was not revealed.

"It's okay to refuse, try again. I'll keep trying until Naya gets tired and accepts me."

"Sir Andra, there's an accident ahead. A woman was hit by a car" said someone coming to see her.

"Then, am I a doctor? Why am I the one you called?" Andra looked up to call the hospital.

Both of Andra's hands rubbed his face, hoping it wasn't Syifra. He does like to threaten, but whether death can solve everything.

"She's unlikely to kill herself because her threat hasn't been implemented yet." Andra thinks positively.

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