Love Choices Mas Duda
Trapped

For several days his heart fought to consider the decision he would take, if giving Tiffany a chance was the same as sacrificing the happiness of Gharda, if he gave the opportunity to Tiffany, but he was also unable to take his own path to deal with Dhalya and Bram. Her meeting with Dahlya yesterday was fruitless, the woman was just as unwilling to obstruct her husband's intention of being afraid to do something. Dahlya hasn't changed, he's still a coward even if Bram hurts him. Free.

Syeni is restless thinking about everything alone, until now has not told the truth to Gharda.

But the decision will still be taken after he was silent for quite a long time, it is okay to try once to bring together Gharda and Tiffany, the rest he did not expect more, he said, his middle path was to maintain the happiness and self-esteem of his son. Unaware of his carelessness and cause and effect.

Initially Gharda refused to visit her uncle Tiffany's house, with a heavy heart forced to do it for the peace of his mother. Gharda also wondered why her mother suddenly worried about Tiffany's situation.

Knocking on the house a servant came to welcome him in, Danu gave a warm greeting to this young man. Without thinking, Gharda received a drink from the waiter and slowly entered the room where Tiffany was locked up, she said the woman had been frustrated since losing popularity at entertainment and that perhaps meeting her could treat Tiffany's consciousness.

His hand was still hesitating to open the door handle, Danu approached him whispering a sentence that made him sure he immediately entered to see the condition of Tiffany.

Slowly the door handle pressed down and the door opened peering slightly at the body it was sitting on the edge of the bed with long unraveled hair messily covering its shoulders. Opening the door, Gharda's body fully entered the room, too focused on looking at Tiffany unconsciously Danu deliberately locked from the outside while smiling cunningly.

"Tiffany!" lirih Gharda was astonished how so strange before her, her increasingly dry body was unkempt, her hair not combed left unchecked, scantily clad, her shoulders and thighs smooth, a pale face and an empty gaze, the room was spacious but disorganized and neatly arranged, the scattering of junk food dropped from the trash.

Putting on a face mimic as perplexing as possible Tiffany kept shouting to drive Gharda away, the more she acted crazy the more Gharda approached her about to reach her body.

Not seeing the road to his feet until he fell on his head hit the end of the table, Gharda panicked to help Tiffany bring up the bed. But suddenly his body temperature began to heat up like something was passionate when their skin touched each other, his head felt pulsing his desire to hug Tiffany attacked him, for a second, he realized that something had been mixed into the drink. Damn it, fooled by the wits of women like Tiffany. Regret obeying his mother's words.

Not caring about Tiffany who kept calling him he kept walking with his heavy legs opening the locked door, banging on Danu cursing no one opened from the outside.

Tiffany's getting close to him, this isn't going to happen. In a cramped condition of time as if finding a way to avoid the trap, Gharda banged her head against the door leaf until she fell unconscious. Better to be hurt first than to serve who will destroy his future.

Tiffany screamed in a cry banging on the door with a bang seeing Gharda unconscious, Danu who heard the rush to turn the key.

Did the plan work? Gharda fainted behind the door and Tiffany wept for the man.

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