NAURA'S SECRET BEHIND THE PRISON BARS
Affandi Research Continues

Naura woke up before the dawn of Adhan. Surprised when he found Kemal's hand on his head. And the young man's body was facing towards him.

Directly a tinge of red blush on his cheeks. Kemal's breath felt on his face. So warm and soothing.

Naura noticed the face of Datuk Irhamsyah's eldest son. The man who was sleeping soundly in front of him was the flesh blood of a middle-aged man who was eager to interfere. The man is the husband of his own brother. How complicated his life is.

Kemal's face is so handsome and sweet. His skin is clean too. Not black, not white. His body is tall. Very fitting and includes the type of man Naura dreams.

Naura noticed that Kemal's eyelashes were quite long even though they weren't pliable. Kemal's nose is so snug. Very beautiful to the eye. Making Naura's heart pounding more and more noticed.

Young age makes him young seduced and fascinated by the faces of handsome men out there. Kemal's face is definitely his category. Moreover, he felt comfort from the cold Kemal treatment but protected it.

"What are you doing?"

Surprised, Naura heard Kemal's baritone voice.

"A u no!" groggy answer.

Naura immediately rose from her sleep. Sitting on the edge of the bed and busy patting his top shirt as if there is dirt attached.

Kemal rose up too. But rushed straight to the bathroom.

The sound of water pouring in a portable closet could be heard from behind the bathroom door. Making Naura can only swallow her saliva. Imagining Kemal's athletic body without a piece of clothing.

Uppss!!! Naura closed her lips that had almost gaped. Next to his hand tapped his head until it sounded quite loud.

He walked towards the window. Look out and see the highway still empty.

He had a clock on the wall. At 5.40 WIB. Adhan Fajr had apparently passed by reverberating earlier.

Kemal out of the bathroom. Busted and still looks wet all over his body. Making Naura immediately look down on her toes and heels as well. Shame to himself until both cheeks are red.

"Snap password! We have to check out by 8." He said he made Naura choke on her own saliva.

"Huk, uhuk....!"

Kemal only looked at him for a moment. Then it was as if coming back cute after Naura was back to normal again. And Naura rushed into the bathroom. Take a shower as Kemal ordered.

Kemal put Naura in a special contract of his friend's daughter. And he left Naura there for a long time.

Because after the mighty incident Kemal helped Naura, never once did the man come back to meet Naura.

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Affandi moves fast. Adzan Ashar. He continued his investigation to Datuk Irhamsyah. Home residence mbak Ayuni Kartika.

After asking a few times to the local residents, he was finally able to find the former village hamlet chief's house.

The luxurious house looks empty. A towering black fence covered the view of the inner area. In fact, it seems haunted and gloomy with gray wall paint.

Affandi knocked on the gate a few times after a wiggle**k searched for a bell for him to press.

"Who are you looking for?" a young woman stuck her head out from behind a fence.

"Ah, I'm Affandi from Jakarta. I want to meet Ayuni Kartika's mother!"

"Awhile, my mom?"

"Good."

Long enough waiting. Finally the woman returned with the lock of the fence in hand.

"Please go in!"

"Thank you!"

Very nice house. The building was built in the Victorian style. It seems Datuk Irhamsyah has a fairly broad view as well as his insight. Only unfortunately, the black iron fence in front of the towering height makes this house invisible from outside its beauty.

"I'm Ayuni. Please sit!"

Affandi sat down after introducing himself.

"I am the lawyer Naura Salsabila. The only brother who now exists is being entangled in the case of the murder of her own husband."

Ayuni silence. But judging by his eyeballs, there was anxiety there.

"Mama? Any guests?"

A very beautiful young girl came out from inside her living room. About 15 years old, more or less.

The girl was surprised to see Affandi. Her beautiful eyes blinked at the figure of a handsome man sitting talking to his mother.

"Hi, mas... I'm Lyora, Mama Ayuni's daughter!" her sapaya while holding out her lentic fingers to Affandi.

"Affandi!"

"Mas Affan's mama's friend? It's so young. Why did Lyora see me for the first time?"

"Lyan! Keep attitude!! Coming in!!!"

Affandi. Hearing Ayuni's loud voice to her daughter. He was wrongly focused on Ayuni's right hand wrapped in cassa cloth.

"Bye mas! Uh betewe I'm asking for What'App mas's number?" lyora said, as if she did not heed her mother's orders.

"Can!" Affandi received a phone that Lyora offered. Pressing the number keypad on the HP keypad of the young girl who is going through teenage puberty.

"Thank you, man! Tar I chat huh?"

Affandi nodded complete with his sweet smile.

"Yes Tuhaaan..., his handsome brother Kemal has a rival!" lyora said half-calling indistinctly.

"Sorry, mom! My daughter's a little obscene!"

"It's common in pre-adolescents! How old is Lyora?"

"15 years ago. He's my only son. So it's a bit spoiled and sometimes its childish nature makes me often overwhelmed too!"

Ayuni seemed to be looking for a gap to get close to Affandi through her vent story. Even Affandi assesses, Ayuni also looks to start a bit flirtatious by pouting his sweet smile that he considers a little excessive.

"Where are you going?"

"There was. He's been half a year stroke can't be anything!"

Deg.

Grandpa Irhamsyah's stroke? Means one person I suspect is close to Naura is 'deceased' on the list.

Affandi looked at Ayuni's face. The face of the 39-year-old woman still shows her beauty. Although indeed the jaw line because of his weight decreased drastically makes it a little 'worrying' effect.

"Beautiful mom! Suppose you're not too skinny!"

Affandi seemed surprised by his own words. Didn't expect him to play his Don Yuan attitude to pry further details.

Ayuni's attitude made Affandi more eager to further interrogate him subtly. For Naura.

Glug.

Affandi swallows his salivary remembering Naura. Again the face of the woman who is now his client flashed in his mind.

His heart is beating hard. The taste of kangen tickled him.

............INOSCOPE.............