Love Shana For Motorcycle Gang Chairman
Chapter 18 Revealed

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Arriving at the apartment, Syahdan unlocked the apartment and gave way so that Shana entered first. Then Shahdan entered after he felt safe and no one he knew saw his existence. Shana immediately headed for the next room, not the room they had occupied together last night.

Shahdan followed Shana and took her hand. "Wait!" Shana's body flipped over and now the two of them faced each other.

She was astonished and shocked.

"I've kept my promise."

"What promise?" wonder Shana.

"Promise to meet your parents and tell them why I married you and the background behind it. I have also apologized to your family," the Shahdan explained.

"Your parents asked you to come back to him. If you're asked to come back, will you come back?" Hearing that Shana was completely shocked, her countenance turned happy. He was happy that his family still wanted him.

"really?" Shahdan nodded with a gloomy face immediately, while Shana was now happy. "When can I go home to my parents?" tanya Shana was happy.

"Fastly," he replied as he exited his room. Shana was very happy to hear the good news from Shahdan. It turns out that the man who is a wild racing hobby has kept his promise. Shana paid no more attention to the whereabouts of Shahdan, who had gone out of his room.

Shahdan entered his room after telling Shana the news. He sat on the edge of his bed. Having just tasted the honey of the pleasure of the world, he had to be willing as fast as lightning to lose it. Shahdan drowned his face between his hands. Sadness suddenly spread in his soul.

"Right Papa said, there will be no good woman who will accept me. I'm the trash of society as Papa used to say and the little girl said too" he murmured sadly and disappointedly. "It's better to fall and enter the abyss all of you," he said desperately while tweaking his HP looking for someone's name.

In Shana's room, after Shana was performing Isya worship, suddenly Shana got WA from someone who had longed for her. The WA number was reactivated after the owner of the number that sent the Wa seemed to have unblocked it.

"Syala," he murmured while reading WA's message from the sister he had longed for.

Shala ; "Assalamualaikum, Ma'am. Last afternoon someone came to the house, apparently the husband of Mbak who married Mbak the other day came to the house. It turns out that his arrival was only to apologize and tell the chronology of why he had the heart to harass Mbak and admit that you had a perverted relationship before marriage, so he needs to invite Mbak marriage as soon as possible because he is afraid of Mbak getting pregnant. But all of that was denied for one reason."

The first message came in from Shala, it was heartwarming because Shahdan the man urakan wanted to tell his family honestly chronologically why he could marry Shana. And a few minutes later the second message came back from the sister.

Shala; "Do you know why? Only because he felt zolimi because his father always forced his will and arranged his life must be in accordance with what his father wanted. Even about the soul mate only the Papa set. He did not want to be betrothed then he ran away and joined a motorcycle gang. His father was so authoritarian that he vented his life plunged into a wild race and even became the head of a motorcycle gang in it. His father always forced a will, and he did not like it this time and became a dissident. So upset with her husband, her father repeatedly cursed her as a scum of society. And no good woman will accept it because she has rejected the betrothal her father gave her." The second message from the successful Shala Shana read with a tight chest.

"So, this bad guy married me just because of his Papa's swearing? And the trashy sentence of society that he always told me was his Papa's oath that made him feel traumatized, then drove me into an outlet of his anger and then harassed me because I accidentally called it the trash of society too?" guman Shana was amazed by the head that began to get dizzy because he thought of the sloppy man's storyline. The third message of Shala reappears.

Shala; "Father has forgiven Mother's husband, as long as she returns. When I hear his story, I'm sorry, too. He lives in an authoritarian family, his turn to revolt is instead cursed. Whoever the child will be sad and rebellious. Including the mother's husband. But I still do not justify the way he married Mbak by claiming to have been perverted before marriage so as to make us misunderstand and hate the same Ma'am." The third WA message from his sister has been read. Here Shana is a little sad and touched to hear the life of Shahdan full of parental restraints.

WA message from Shala, the last sister seems to ask for a reply, but not yet Shana reply. Shana's head suddenly hurt thinking about all this news that seemed to hit her chest. There is a sudden sense of concern about the actual fact that befell Syah and the guy urakan.

The night had come, the sound of rain was beginning to sound. She went out of the room to go to the bathroom. Throw away the tiredness and headaches that were afflicting him. When she was at the door, Shana heard Shahdan was receiving a call from someone in the living room. Shana settles down and tries to eavesdrop on him.

"Ok, tomorrow at seven o'clock at the usual track." Shahdan hung up after agreeing to what the caller said.

Not long after the phone rings back. Shahdan immediately lifted him up.

"I don't care about my life anymore, brother. No one wants to be with me like Papa said. Congratulations to Papa for making Papa's swearing come true. Let me be the scum of the community. Or even if my life drifts during the race, I don't care, because no one cares about me" Syahdan said clearly and firmly. The chatter on the phone just now was very clear in Syana's ear.

Syana rubbed her chest that felt tight while beristighfar. There was a sense of sadness that was now squeezing his chest.

In the morning, Shana was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him and Shahdan. Syana makes a home-style sandwich that she often makes with Shala on vacation.

Two slices of comb bread filled with cow's eggs in it, equipped with vegetables such as tomatoes and salads, then sprinkled with tomato sauce and sambel. Breakfast in the form of sandwiches ala Shana has been so.

Shana greeted Shahdan who just woke up that morning. "Sister, take a bath after that we have breakfast." Shahdan did not answer Shana's invitation, he passed with a crumpled and tired face. Shana knows, last night Shahdan did not get enough sleep.

They are now at the dinner table enjoying a breakfast sandwich made by Shana, without a word. As soon as they had finished their breakfast, Shahdan stood up and suddenly said, "be prepared, today I take you home" said Shahdan with a stern face concealing his sorrow.

Shana stood looking at Shahdan sadly. That blasphemous guy just wants to give himself back to his parents after he manages to take everything from him.

"Let me go to the bookstore" she said, packing without giving Shahdan a chance to speak. Shana headed for the door and Shahdan managed to frown.

"Alright, you can keep working there as you please. But don't go back to this apartment, "attack Shahdan disappointed Shana. Shana does not reply to the words of Shahdan. He immediately hunted the door, entered the elevator and headed to the basement where the Repsol Shahdan motorbike was parked gallantly.

Motor Syahdan split the Revolutionary Road and then entered Sudirman Street. Shana tightly hugged Shahdan's waist as if she did not want to escape. Slowly the tears accompanied their departure to the bookstore where Shana worked.