Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife
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Nara leaves Maxkal's office with a broken heart. Waving heavy legs, continuing to walk indeterminate direction.His gaze was empty just a line of tears ceaselessly dripping from the net crackers of his eyes.

That despair was what he felt, his hopes, dreams were all blown away. It felt like he wanted to just disappear the burden he was carrying was too heavy.

The young man he loved left him just like that when he was in trouble. Prefer to meet his ex-girlfriend. His heart is broken, broken. This was the first time he felt his name shackle the pain of a broken heart.

“He will be back on Zeline,” Oozing Nara the clear bulir keeps flowing. wetting her cheeks.

The shadow of Milan back with Zeline continues to cross. His chest felt a tight feeling of jealousy, pain and being dumped all fused into one.

A memory swirled in Nara's head.

“We'll see later if brother Milan comes to the event Nana means he loves you. But if he doesn't come he doesn't care about you!”

Chelsea's remarks about the guesses of Milan's love for him who returned to the dream made his feelings slashed.

“He's not coming! To Nana's show, it means she doesn't love me! He doesn't care about me!”

“I'm stupid! Why do I believe he loves me,” regretted Nara when he was as strong as his heart tried not to believe if Milan loved him for fear of getting hurt and now look, he crashed.

“He can't love me!" nara's lips folded in trying to keep her crying from breaking.

The memory of not wearing with the secretary Milan danced in his mind.

“Our president is unlikely to have a wife who looks like you!”

“See your geeky appearance, village girl.You fantasized too high!”

“Stupid! I should have realized who I am! She's right I'm just a village girl, tacky, geeky. I don't deserve to be with him!”

Nara stopped her steps, covered her face with a palm, she cried so much that she really could not anymore just because her status and appearance people always demeaned her and insulted her even Milan like that.

The vibrating sound of the phone made Nara lift her face. His hand then touched the pocket of the jacket that Vino had lent him.

“Vino phone here,!” said Nara then see the contact name listed.

“Mother.” Nara then answered the call.

"Hello. Nana's mom is okay bu?” nara asked worried that bad thoughts kept spinning in her head.

“Nana is still being handled by the doctor, where are you Ra?” ask the voice of the man across the street who turns out to be Vino using his mother's phone.

“Vin! I ...” Nara's voice was touched. He wanted to pour all his heart out to his best friend about what he had experienced earlier. This friend of his would definitely not stay silent if he knew he was despised.

“You're crying Ra!” vino sounded anxious.

“You why so long!”

“I will be back as soon as possible,” explained Nara after closing the call powerless to hold back the cry.

Oh, my God, he has to go back to the hospital. While he did not get help from Milan, even just insults, what about the treatment of his sister?

The head of this glasses girl felt like it wanted to break. Thinking of the cost to his sister who was fighting life or death.

“Yeah god what should I do!” inner Nara clutched Vino's phone in her chest.

“Where do I get money for Nana!” medical expenses with endless tears.

“Kak Milan can't help me at all!” ogre.

The disdainful shadow of Milan accused him of dancing back in his mind.

“You are nothing more than a female con!”

“Finally you said you wanted money too!”

Milan's accusations against him add to that grief many times over. Her sister is dying, her husband prefers to meet her ex complete the suffering.

Nara's legs were no longer able to support her body, she squatted, folded her hands on her knees hiding her face, all she did was continue to cry. No matter who looked around him confused.

“I'm not that kind of woman!” Nara has denied Milan's allegations.

“Since long ago you always rated me a woman who was just crazy for money!” raung Nara seemed to be in disbelief.

At the beginning of the wedding they also remembered how Milan continued to test it with money just for the signature.

The signature! Oh naw.

“Signature!” muttered Nara instantly at the thought of something.

“Drawer Nakas! Move on” her return.

This glasses girl has found a way out for Alana. Nara's hand then waved at the taxi stop, she was going to Kalingga's house looking for something in the nightstand drawer.

***

Nara had been at Kalingga's residence, speeding up her steps towards Milan's room.

Taking a deep breath Nara opened the room door. Walk towards the nightstand drawer where he always writes move on tips for Milan.

After being in front of the nightstand this glasses girl outstretched pulling drawers. After that look for an important piece of paper among the stacked files.

Nara let out a sigh of relief as her bead of eyes had found a piece of paper. He then grabbed it and read it.

“Ten Billion!” Nara flinched after a long time of neglect finally knowing her nominal has increased so much. Indeed, every Nara refused Milan would raise the number so that Nara was tempted but this girl never once glanced at him.

Ten billion is the price of Milan exchange for a signature on their farewell paper that was repaid by Nara only with the advice to move on.

“No! wouldn't taking this prove to Milan's sister that I'm a money-crazy woman! I'm going to lose more and more self-esteem" Nara's inner self-doubt.

“But, Nana needs this for her treatment!” lirih Nara, the crystal feathers are back in freefall soaking her cheeks, her heart at war.

Never mind Nara, you have been humiliated and lost your pride in front of Milan he thought.

In helplessness he had decided to exchange his sister's life for his marriage. That's the only way to save Alana.

“I'll release brother Milan! For Nana's sake, my sister has to live!” grinning smile.

Oh, Nara's heart feels in the words. He will give up his love and his marriage.  

Trying to force Nara to wipe the tears on the cheeks. He then received their farewell letter and a pen.

Nara's body and hands shook violently. Ah, it's really powerless for him to sign the paper. Nara stopped her hand that had been on the paper.

His blood flow stopped, he could not. He paused for a moment and then turned to the little paper writing something.

We started all of this with the wrong start, because it will always go wrong.

Forcing something, won't be good because of it

Letting go is more relieving than forcing.

I will always pray for your happiness.

Brother Milan I decided to untie our marriage.

A drop of liquid fell on the paper that Nara wrote while writing farewells to Milan.

With tears Nara wrote the last words for Milan, after this she would not write the move on advice to her husband.

Nara put her last greeting paper into the drawer, after which she again grabbed their farewell letter.

His hands were shaking again, there was doubt in his heart, he was going to end up with Milan, it felt really hard to let go of his love. But when remembering if Milan in Paris meet Zeline makes his hopes dropped. The heart and sorrowful wounds came back. He has no hope with Milan. If only the man had heard the explanation all this would not have happened, he would not have been disappointed.

Taking a deep breath, Nara then anointed the paper with a signature.

“Kak Milan we have parted ways! May you be happy with Zeline,” Nara's shaky shoulders shut her eyelids tightly. Now that she has parted ways with Milan, she is no longer the wife of Milan Kalingga. Nara had never imagined that she would part ways in this way.

The glasses girl put the paper down and exchanged it for check paper, then closed the nightstand drawer again.

“Sorry I have to take this, for Nana!” Nara held the paper tightly.

His bead of spinning eyes stared at the room space for the last time. The room that has memories with Milan, he then realized.

“I have to go immediately!” muttered Nara stepped quickly out of the Milan room. He had to rush to the hospital.