
In the large room, only Bella's sobs could be heard. His breathing roar even hunted, restraining his already-exciting anger.
He hates, Azam being rude like this.
He hates, Azam himself.
He hated, Azam who did not even think about his heart.
Quite a while silence took over, finally Bella first open the sound. Between his hands he tried to wipe away the tears.
"Can't you think a little bit from my point of view, Zam? How am I feeling? how hurt is my heart?" bella asked with her trembling voice, she took 2 steps back, away from Azam's body which made her disgusted.
There is no more admiration Bella on the figure of Azam. Even the good memories between them when they were children are now slowly disappearing.
Like a photo that is slowly burning.
Azam was just shaking, he did not know why it was so rough. His body seemed to be moving out of control.
"I'm tired Zam, don't bother me anymore" Bella broke up.
He did not want to make his heart hurt anymore. Bella rushed to the bathroom and washed her face immediately.
Without changing the clothes she was wearing, she immediately went up to the bed that belonged to her husband. Pull the blanket and sleep with Azam's back.
This man with a stern face and cold gaze was still faithfully standing. Seeing Bella's movements that seem not to think there is.
An uncomfortable feeling suddenly presents itself. Guilt that made him feel uneasy.
Azam walked over and chose to sit on the sofa of the room.
Silent.
There was no sound in that room. Long Azam sat there, even now it shows at 1 pm.
Azam got up and approached his wife. Look at Bella who is sleeping with her face swollen.
His heart rippled again, suddenly agitated even though he did not know exactly what the exact cause was. He kept looking at his wife's face, even looking at Bella's red wrist.
Azam knew it was because of him.
"I'm sorry Bell" said Azam, softly. He continued to stare fixedly at Bella's face until the vibration of the phone in her pants pocket distracted her.
Azam first fix his wife's blanket, then a little step aside and reach for his phone.
Look, there's an incoming call from Raya. Azam rubbed his face, suddenly remembering the promise he had forgotten.
Azam had previously said that he would contact Raya after the family dinner was over. Bella made him forget that promise.
Don't want to disturb Bella who's asleep. Azam, decided to come out and answer Raya's call.
As usual, the gentle voice of the Kingdom was always able to calm Azam. Even the man slightly commented on the smile when he heard the voice of the lover.
"Is there something going on? why didn't you call me?" tanya Raya bertubi, making Azam again remembered with Bella.
Suddenly his mood returned unsettled, feeling troubled.
"No Ray, I'm just thinking about Bella" Azam said. Makes Raya suddenly crowded. But Raya is only able to stay still, hiding her jealousy deeply.
Raya knows, Azam needs his trust. Not always demanding this and that.
But with all his might he endured the tightness, yet his heart remained powerless to ask for an explanation of their relationship.
"Do you want to end our relationship?" tanya Raya finally, made Azam flinch.
Now this meek girl is no longer in Jakarta, she has returned to Bandung at Azam's request.
Azam keeps his promise to Bella, to get her lover out of the mansion.
"It's not like it's Ray, I just need time to finish this all," Azam replied finally, after a long time he just kept quiet and listened.
At the end of there, Raya smiled bitterly.
"I'll wait for you." That is all that you can say.
But it worked, making Azam feel even more guilty towards this meek girl.
True said Raya, is the one who has pulled him back into his household.
"I'm sorry Ray."
"Don't apologize, you're innocent."
The phone call was getting colder. Something had changed in Azam's heart, and he had no idea what caused it.
What Azam believed, this was his guilt. Guilty of Raya and Bella.
Not long after, the call was interrupted. Azam went back into room & room, unaware that Zura heard all of his words in the call.
Zura's tears flowed again, as if feeling her heartache so Bella.
Now he even hesitates to reunite Bella with his sister. Now Zura even felt, if he had to separate the two.
Zura did not accept, Bella was treated like this.
"No, I can't give up. I will not let that woman win. Already knew Azam's brother was married, but how dare he contact his brother at a time like this," murmured Zura. Find the purpose that was lost.
Trying to calm down, Zura left behind the wall and went back into his own room, carrying a glass of water in hand.
Meanwhile, in Azam's room. He lay down next to Bella. Sleeping on his side and watching his wife's back.
Azam continued to look at the back until he finally fell asleep.
And in the morning he opened his eyes. Azam, I didn't see Bella there.
Instantly both of his eyes were fiddled. He even got up, sat on the bed and looked at every corner of the room.
Azam, don't see Bella anywhere. No sound was heard from the bathroom.
Suddenly, his heart felt empty. Feeling something is missing.
"This feeling of guilt really torments me" muttered Azam, rubbing his face in frustration.
Azam then went down and took his phone on the nightstand. Contacting a woman he had been assigned to follow his wife.
"Where's Bella?" azam asked directly and the spy immediately replied as it was.
"Mrs is already at Tuan Airport, this morning she will also return to Singapore."
Azam, dumbfounded. Even now it is 5 at dawn. Then what time did Bella wake up and leave her.
"Mrs isn't alone, sir, she's with Mr. Arnold."
Not answering anything, Azam immediately decided on the call.