King Mafia And His Angel
There is no theatrical
Arash stared at Zehra's face, sitting on the sofa facing Zehra, watching the wife, who had been fast asleep since.
The original plan to bring Zehra to Manhattan was clearly a complete failure, and a pregnancy with a tired and unstable body condition could be fatal if Arash still forced himself to leave.
And at least Arash felt quite relieved, in a pregnant condition will be very difficult to donate the spinal cord.
Arash's decision that changed when he got Zehra in Indonesia, from just wanting to fuck her to ending his marriage when it did not end in vain, Arash tried to calculate everything carefully, with all the rest of his life, if not zehra will definitely get pregnant according to what he planned from the beginning.
no drama of a spinal cord donor in the course of pregnancy, sounds cruel to the Cullens, but the plan was already so mature he and Zaffa made together long before he found the zehra.
"I can't do it"
Arash quite objected to the zaffa plan.
Married Anta and Enardo, asked her to marry zehra if Arash had indeed found the second sister of the zaffa and ignored the zaffa.
"Do it, didn't you say you wanted to change the cullen system like the Nazi regime? this is his moment"
"But I can't sacrifice yourself, zaffa"
Arash stared in his eyeballs.
"Where to set many people free, should we be ready to sacrifice some people, right? so why should you be afraid to sacrifice me for the sake of so many people?"
"Zaffa"
Arash.
"If you don't move to change the cullen regime now, it's our children who will be the next victims"
Hearing the zaffa's words, Arash swallowed his saliva.
Arash drew his breath back, his eyeballs still continuing to stare at zehra.
For a moment Arash saw the movement of Dari zehra, with a quick movement the man got up and walked towards Zehra.
Arash sat down next to Zehra and slowly grabbed his wife's hand.
"Are you okay?"
Arash asked slowly towards Zehra.
For a moment Zehra tried to get used to her eyeballs, then she tried to remember what had happened earlier.
"Who was that old man?"
Instantly, the question slid from Zehra's lips.
"He's my Daddy"
For a moment Zehra swallowed her saliva.
"Yes?'
"Is something wrong?"
Arash tried to gently touch Zehra's face, but Zehra quickly held the hand.
"How many secrets do you keep from me, Arash?"
Zehra suddenly asked while staring in Arash's eyeballs.
"The further along our relationship seems to lead me to a place I should have known and known in the past"
Zehra again.
"As if from the very beginning you married me there is indeed a special goal that you want to achieve through me"
"Are you planning to divorce me from the beginning?"
Zehra asked as she gently bit her lower lip, her eyeballs started to glaze over.
"Is there an important goal you want? then after coming to your wish, you prepare to let go of my hand?"
Instantly Arash shook his head, as fast as lightning he hugged Zehra.
"No, I never thought about divorcing you, I never thought about that zehra in the first place"
Said Arash while tightening his embrace.
"I may have a special purpose, but the reality is that I did run our marriage in earnest without any theatrics"
For a moment Zehra closed her eyeballs, her tears slowly spilling.