Shattered
Chapter 31

Beyza cursed himself who took the decision too rashly. Indeed a thoughtless decision could have caught him in a difficult situation. Glancing at the man who was driving his car while humming cheerfully.

"are you sorry?" Iram asked, again on target. Beyza should reward the man as the most sensitive human being.

"you yourself?" beyza asked back without answering Iram's question.

"just normal."

"nah same dong, I was ordinary." always while tidying up her hair.

Iram stared in wonder at this woman beside him, his entire life had never met a woman as brave as Beyza. But the girl's behavior made her more curious.

"we'll see later, who's gonna be nervous" lightly and then focus on driving. Beyza sighed softly without answering Iram's words.

"Oi." call Beyza

"i have a name."

"i forgot." replied Beyza origin without looking at Iram who is now looking at him sharply.

"Iram."

"whatever it is, I want to ask you something, sir." she stared at Iram.

"what?"

"what are you doing all this for? it's not good for you, is it?" beyza's question made Iram brake suddenly.

"hey can't brake the car slowly?!" gerutu Beyza while holding his forehead that looks red because it hit the car dashboard.

Iram stared intently, "of course this has everything to do with me, don't conclude the origin,"

"i'm asking you, are you ready for Muaz?" ask Iram

"why? you curious?"

"i wonder who is curious, I wonder why someone like you helped that poor man."

"oh ya?, of course I'm a good person." exclaimed Beyza. He wanted to extract a little information from this man beside him.

"hey you! aren't you afraid of me?" asked Iram felt the girl next to him was not afraid at all, even when the girl asked him to marry as if there was no burden. This is strange, suspected.

"what am I afraid of? we're both eating rice, what are we afraid of?" as he took the candy wrapper in the man's car, "for the candy."

Iram just shook his head slowly to see the behavior of the girl next to him, he also accelerated his car to his residence.

"young master?" shock the servant when he finds out his young master has suddenly come to the main house. He unintentionally glanced at the girl behind his master.

who is this girl? maybe young master's lover? finally the young master brought the girl home, I guess master is abnormal.

"where's Papa?" ask Iram slowly

"the big master is in the room with the second mistress" said the waiter slowly, then called Iram.

"tell him that I'm home, there's something I want to talk to him about!" pinta Iram then pulled Beyza's hand following her up the stairs.

Beyza glanced at all the decorations of the house owned by the Iram family. He was quite stunned to see the decoration looked familiar to him.

is it possible that the decoration design from my company?. Beyza murmured involuntarily in front of the door of the man's room. Iram smiled wryly glancing at Beyza who happily followed her.

cih all women are the same. grumbled Iram considers Beyza the same as the women ja**** out there.

"hey!!" beyza shouted when she realized that she was in a situation that was quite dangerous for her. He stepped back out of the man's room.

"you followed me yourself, but said you wanted to marry me? this room will be yours too." said Iram relaxed with his slick face.

"chew, boil before there's the word 'well' don't expect me to come in easily here. You're wasting my time just showing me your obscure room!!" gerutu Beyza stared intently at the man in front of him. Beyza also stepped towards the stairs, directly prevented Iram.

"you've entered my house, don't expect to come out easily." lightly looked at Beyza, Beyza immediately pulled Iram's hand that gripped his arm.

"you underestimate me, sir? all right then we bet!" challenge Beyza spirit.

"if I win against your two guards in front, you'll have to let me go and the rest you'll take care of our marriage. But, if I lose you can forbid me from leaving and well maybe you'll get me married on this day too.how do you agree? besides the profit in this bet is on your side a lot??" take Beyza with spirit. He was quick to think in a narrow situation, maybe he had to be willing to sacrifice his bachelor in order to uncover the secret behind the events that befell his family.

I'm sorry mother, I know that marriage is sacred and not a game, but I have no choice but to choose this choice.The person in front of me is a madman,so to conquer it is of course a madman like me. Crazy people have to deal with crazy people.lih Beyza stare softly at the floor.

"you were eager to say your bet, but look at your face was already moody first," ledek Iram saw the look on the face of a cute girl in front of him. He was indeed anxious to see the girl's chubby cheeks, even though it was quite surprising when he knew their age was only different by a year.

this is suspicious, and this girl is staying calm just discussing marriage as if nothing will happen in the future, what does she plan? but as he said, the advantage of betting is on my side, hmm this girl is getting more attractive.

"no need to worry, just calm down I've told you the benefits are on your side, sir..." Beyza sometimes forgets the name of this man.

"don't you say you forgot my name?" asked Iram right on target, Beyza just displayed his grin.

"Iram, that's fine in your brain!" irked Iram then walked down the stairs followed by Beyza.

"alright, I accept your challenge, you can fight my guards now!" exclaiming Iram then called the two guards who were standing guard in front of him earlier.

"yes young master?" ask one of them.

"take him until he gives up!" Iram pointed to Beyza behind him. The two guards were confused and then glanced at each other.

"you didn't hear me?!" angrily Iram stared intently at the two guards who were still loyal to stand in his place.

"sorry sir, who do you mean?" asked the guard, he hoped that the target his master had appointed was not a cute girl behind his master.

"clearly me!" exclaiming Beyza finally volunteered himself to see the two guards earlier seemed to underestimate him. He most disliked being underestimated by that look. Hearing the girl's voice made them surprised. Iram just shook his head in astonishment with this girl next to him voluntarily volunteering himself.

"do you not believe in my martial skills?, let's prove it right now!!" challenge Beyza made the two guards glanced at her master.

"as he said, 'Cheat him!" exciting Iram.

"one by one, right, sir?" ask the guard again.

"both!" exclaims Beyza while raising her sleeves up, while tying braids one reload her hair.

The two guards came forward and started attacking Beyza. Beyza swiftly twisted his hand and kicked the man's 'future.

The man bowed in pain while holding his 'future. The other man looked compassionately at his friend, then with the movement of the horses he was serious against his opponent. Although women, but if it has made his friend fall means that the woman in front of him can not be underestimated.

The man groaned in pain holding his arm that was bleeding from the ferocity of Beyza's bite. The man immediately blocked Beyza's hand, but Beyza's other hand directly hit the man's head hard to lay helpless on the spot. Seeing that, the first man groaned in pain 'future' stood up and pulled Beyza's hair violently.

"fuckin!" gerutu Beyza then pinched hard the belly of the man who grabbed his hair. However, due to the lack of balance, Beyza almost fell. Beyza closed her eyes thinking she would kiss the floor, but she felt something was holding her weight. Opened his eyes slowly, surprised to see the figure of Iram was holding his body so as not to fall. Their eyes stared at each other silently without caring if the two guards were about to continue their fight.

Iran immediately coded both of its guards to stop. He felt that it was enough to see the condition of the two guards.

"that's enough, you can go! treat your wounds!"

Iram's decree was immediately accepted by the two, they immediately left behind a pair of different types of humans still in the same position.

Beyza who realized immediately stood straight while tidying up the clothes she was wearing, "thank you" he said sincerely looking at Iram. Iram was immediately stunned to see Beyza's face.

"you won," said Iram and walked up the stairs, "I'll call you about our marriage later, you can go home."

"your ancestors can go home!! hey what am I going home with?!" beyza's yell was upset to make Iram turn to glance at the girl from above.

"yes, think to yourself, you were also the one who got into my own car. Well you just find a ride or something" said Iram walking casually into his room.

"fucking asshole!" he then walked out of the big house.

Without her noticing, if the middle-aged woman glanced at her with tears, "i'm glad you're okay son." she said, then went back into her husband's room.

Indeed, he saw everything, at first he was very surprised by the arrival of his daughter, and he also wanted to prevent the bet made by his tomboy daughter. But, when he saw everything he was relieved. His son is fine, and also he was quite stunned to see the child he continued staring deeply at Beyza who was fighting earlier. He also realized that his connected child also had a good conscience.

***

Hazel and Muaz are now in a restaurant not far from the hospital where Tresya is being treated.

"what do you want messan?" muez asked while looking at the menu list in his hand.

"i'll just follow you."

"are you sure?"

Hazel nodded slowly, and Muaz ordered two meat steaks and orange juice.

"it turns out your tastes are the same" said Hazel, leaving Muaz distraught.

"you and your brother" said Hazel again.

"where do you know? have you ever eaten together?" ask Muaz again.

"yes, that was my first meeting with sister Bey. I did not expect at first that sister Bey is your brother Az, at first I did not want to come but your brother knows about kas—" Hazel shut her mouth and cursed her quick mouth. She recalled that Beyza had told her not to tell Muaz their first meeting.

damn this mouth is not a filter first.

"what's your case?" muaz asked probing, Hazel just silently bowed fearfully looking at Muaz's sharp eyes.

"forget it, I don't care about it either. Whether he knows or not my case, it won't change everything that's happened."

Hazel looked up nodding confirming what Muaz said.

"Muaz,please let me solve your case." persuade Hazel while showing Muaz puppy eyes.

"no, you could be in danger." Muaz turned his face afraid of wavering with the look on his wife's face.

"come on,please.I promise I'll take care of myself anyway." persuaded him again while holding Muaz's hand.

"i don't believe your promise."

"then what should I prove?"

"prove to me that you're not going to meet that jerk."

"haiss, how do you solve a problem if you don't get close to Iram? you'll know for yourself he's got something to do with your case."

"it could be any other way, there's no need to meet her!" muaz was upset when he heard Iram's name coming from his wife's lips.

"other ways? how's it?" ask Hazel

"you can ask your superiors for help" replied Muaz.

Hazel stared flatly, "she's not helping at all, but come on, give me a chance." Hazel reassured Muaz again.

Muaz sighed, "only this time Hazel, if you're in danger I won't let you work anymore" Muaz said.

Hazel smiled broadly, "thank you dear" she said, unknowingly making the person she said loved freeze on the spot.

"what? why is your face so red?" hazel looked at Muaz in the face. Muaz immediately turned his face away.

"sorry your order." said the waiter who suddenly came to their table, Muaz breathed a sigh of relief not glanced at again by Hazel. They also enjoyed their own food.

Usually if the steak movies are cut by a new man loved by his woman, hmm is Muaz also like that?? muttered Hazel glanced at Muaz who was cutting small pieces of the man's steak.

"why are you looking at me?" tanya Muaz caught Hazel wet.

"uh uh? nothing." replied Hazel. He was surprised to see Muaz put the piece of steak he cut into his own mouth.

huft, I seem to expect too much from him. Hazel said in her heart, she immediately cut her own steak.

As Hazel cuts off the meat, her plate is suddenly snatched by Muaz. He was replaced with a plate belonging to the man. Without any conversation, Muaz casually cut off Hazel's steak. Hazel stared silently at her husband.

"why?" muez looked at Hazel

"it's okay, thank you" said Hazel quietly as she stuffed the piece of meat into her mouth.

Muaz immediately wiped the rest of the sauce at the corner of Hazel's lips with his fingers, and then put it in his own mouth. Hazel gaped at Muaz's behavior just now.

"sweet." said Muaz with a faint smile

uhuk. Hazel choked at the ambiguous words from Muaz's mouth, quickly grabbing her orange juice.

"you drank my juice" Muaz said with a sweet smile, choking Hazel again.

jesus, I could hang him for a long time because he was so anxious Hazel looked at Muaz's sweet smile on him.