PURSUED MATING
What marriage am I having?

The thunderous sounds filled the horizon. Heavy rain has hit the ground in a rural area. With a smile on her face, Ayesha looked at the husband who had just pledged kabul in front of the ruler and several witnesses who were present.

She is now the wife of Virzel azlan. With just one breath, Azlan had managed to change the status of Ayesha into a wife even though the marriage they lived only limited to a contract marriage.

One by one the people present at Azlan and Ayesha's wedding had returned home. Now Ayesha and Azlan remained silent at a considerable distance.

There is a debate that cannot be expressed in the hearts of both. But according to the agreement that has been written, which is where Azlan is the main party who plays a role.

The contract of agreement has been explained, if the marriage with Ayesha is only a contract marriage. And for that, Ayesha had no right to interfere in Azlan's affairs out there and Azlan also blatantly said if he did not want physical contact with Ayesha.

"You go to sleep, I'll be back in town tonight!" Azlan got up from his seat and walked to pick up the jacket he had hung behind the bedroom door.

Ayesha follows Azlan who enters the room. "What did you mean just now?" Of course Ayesha questioned Azlan's remarks because there was no way she could live in this countryside while her own husband would just leave on the first night of their marriage.

"As you hear. I can't stay here long!" Azlan answered lightly without thinking about the presence of Ayesha who had become his wife.

Ayesha was certainly astonished, how could she leave him here while Azlan himself would return to the city that quickly.

"You're crazy Azlan ...! can you leave me here?" Azlan looked at Ayesha who was already provoked by her words.

"What's wrong? you will stay here with the facilities I have provided. This place is better than the shack you're in!" Azlan stepped out of the house, though the rain was still pouring down the countryside. Azlan will be returning to the city tonight without taking Ayesha.

Ayesha pulls Azlan's arm. He was afraid of living alone, plus the house they occupied far enough from the residential area.

"Please don't leave me." Ayesha clenched her hands together, she cried out in tears hoping Azlan would not leave her here.

Azlan melengos and passed away, he entered a car that was parked in front of the house they occupied.

Before opening the car door, Azlan stared at Ayesha. His wife looked frightened at living by him, but with a brace Azlan even got into the car.

"You're with me ...!" Ayesha clenched her hands together, it felt like the crying she let out felt free. Azlan actually just left.

Lama Ayesha waits outside, hoping Azlan will undo his intention to go to town and return to pick her up. But in fact, Azlan did not return.

With a sad heart, Ayesha entered the house that she would occupy without a husband accompanying her.

Ayesha was pensive on the corner side of the room, lamenting the fate that was not on her side. Ayesha thought, Azlan wouldn't be that happy. But in fact the man was amazing to have messed with Ayesha's mind who was just staying, on the night of their wedding.

"You haven't slept?" Azlan opened the door occupied by Ayesha. There he saw Ayesha who was bending her knees with her eyes closed, even his wife's tears looked wet, Azlan was sure his wife was crying.

Yes, Azlan is back again. Azlan's heart was not calm as he left Ayesha. Ayesha had only first set foot in such a place. It was as if Azlan was a loser man who had the heart to just leave Ayesha behind.

Ayesha was silent, seemingly once the woman was reluctant to speak.

Ayesha slowly opened her eyelids, with a glare she looked at Azlan.

Ayesha screeched, what use did the man ask her. Disappointment was evident from Ayesha's face, she wanted marriage but not in this way.

Azlan slowly walked up to Ayesha, then he crouched down to Ayesha. "Why don't you look at me?" Azlan's outstretched hand pulled Ayesha's face to look at her.

Ayesha pulled back her face, looking at Ayesha's reluctance to look at her husband.

"Ayesha .., I'll cancel Ayuna's treatment if you act like that!" Azlan emphasized to Ayesha how Azlan's important role in Ayuna's recovery

Ayesha screeches. "I've agreed to marry you. Why are you threatening me like that!" With no fear Ayesha answered Azlan's words. She did not want to be oppressed like that, even though Azlan herself was her husband.

"You ..., dare you answer my words!" Azlan was completely inexhaustible. Ayesha is not that weak.

Ayesha smiled cynically. "What am I afraid of you? In the letter of agreement you wrote already explained, if our marriage is only a status. So there's no need, I respect you as a husband!" Ayesha was about to stand up from her seat ignoring Azlan who was the husband. Ayesha enters the bathroom to wash her face.

In front of a mirror, Ayesha's smile rises in the reflection of the glass mirror. Ayesha's heart cheered happily as Azlan came back again.

"I'll make you delete the contract you made, Azlan." Ayesha smiled, suddenly she came up with an idea so that the husband would not consider her a contract wife.

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Elsewhere, precisely in a hospital, Rezel's situation is increasingly alarming. Rezel was unconscious again. The chances of a living Rezel are slim.

Vira cries hysterically, he has not been able to lose Rezel just like that. The husband who had accompanied her for several tens of years was too perfect in her eyes. Even though Vira herself was disappointed by her husband.

"Wake up baby!" Vira shook Rezel's hand, hoping that her husband would wake up to greet her.

"Please wake up, I'm not ready to stay in this situation!" Vira is still babbling and hopes her husband can get through the illness.

"Yuhuu .. I'm coming!" With a face full of joy Kinanti entered Rezel's inpatient room. The woman had not yet learned the latest news of the man she loved.

Vira is shocked by the arrival of the woman who has damaged her household.

"You ...? What are you gonna do here again?" Vira is not out of thought with the attitude of Kinanti. It was clear the man Kinanti loved was battling her illness. But the scantily clad woman approached and held Rezel's hand quite tightly.

"Plis .. allow me to talk to him!"

Seeing that there is sincerity in the heart of Kinanti. Vira nods in agreement and walks a little away there may be something they need to get done. Vira tries to be patient even though her heart does not accept, the man who became her husband is approached by a woman who is clearly already a destroyer of her household.