The Charm of Love Amartha
Disappeared again!

The cry of Amartha broke in her husband's arms. While being solemn in his sadness, his forehead wrinkled because something was stuck, very difficult to describe. Amartha finally paraded his body with Kenan, he only realized at this time he was only wearing a very thin white shirt. It just feels like semriwing.

"Ehm, this dress got-" said Amartha hanging.

Aih why even talk about clothes, jeez the same mouth the brain is not synchronous, anyway!

"Oh, that's .. it's my shirt, because as soon as you pass out in the bathroom, still use the soaked kebaya, yes already because it's complicated open the suitcase so yes I-"

"I what?" Amartha demanded her husband's answer.

"So, I change my shirt, calm down .. I change you with instinct!" said Kenan with a smile.

"Not understanding!" Amartha did not understand Kenan's words.

"I, cover your body with a blanket, just keep my hands coming in, my eyes rubbing, uh." said Kenan who made Amartha glare at her eyes sharply.

"Canda, darling .. most also accidentally nenggol a little," Kenan laughed at the face of Amartha who was already very irritated made.

"Aawwwwwh!" Amartha then pinched Kenan's waist very Kenan.

"Nenggol hands mean, Yank .. ish, the morning rules dapetnya morning kiss is even dapet bite plus pinch," said Kenan while grimacing in pain.

"Ehm, we have a lot to talk about, but .. You take a shower first, because your clothes are not consistent!" said Kenan while reaching for his wife's waist.

Amartha who realized her clothes were not civilized immediately released herself from Kenan and ran to the bathroom. Kenan just chuckles at his wife's behavior.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

"Darling! open door!" said Kenan while knocking on the bathroom door.

"I'm taking a shower!" sahut Amartha half yelled.

"Open the door!" kenan.

"Don't, Mum! haram!" said Amartha who was under the shower.

"Haram's? what the hell is he talking about?" muttered Kenan, scratching his head which was not itchy at all.

"Darling! I'll get my shirt first! I'm going downstairs for a second!" Kenan was still standing in front of the door while pacing back and forth richly ironing.

Holy hooch! yes, he's wearing a shirt, I wore it!

"Yes, beware!" said Amartha who immediately wrapped a towel on his body. Amartha opened the door and only her hand held out Kenan's white shirt.

Kenan immediately grabbed the shirt and immediately put it on. He closed the door and walked out of the hotel. Actually, he will buy clothes for her, because he did not bring any change of clothes, and all took cash at the nearest atm.

Amartha had finished her bath. When he was about to step out of the bathroom, he remembered what someone said.

If the shower does not forget to curl your hair!

Amartha then took a hair dryer attached to the side wall of the sink. He slowly dried his hair.

Uh! why am I so cool, ah, no! nope! my brain must be mensle's pepper! want you to marry Kenan!

Amartha immediately turned off her hair dyer and came out of the bathroom, she immediately changed her clothes with jeans and purple T-shirt. She was waiting for her husband who she said would be gone for a while, but in fact had been hours the man did not return.

Where is Kenan? it was 3pm but not back!

Amartha grew anxious when the sky had turned orange. He took his phone and called someone. Yes, someone who is always there when he needs.

"Assalamualaikum," said Amartha as her call connected with Satya.

"Waalaikumsalam" said Satya.

"Ehm, that..." Amartha bit her lower lip, she was confused to have to explain her intention of calling Satya.

"Why? can I help you?" Satya catches something Amartha is hiding from her.

"I'm scared!" amartha said with a trembling voice.

"Fear why? there's Kenan, right?" Satya who was sitting was immediately standing, hearing Amartha's voice implying she was not okay.

"So, at about 11 pm he came out for a while, but until now he did not go back and forth! I'm scared to be here alone!" amartha said accompanied by a sobbing that he could no longer bear.

"You calm down first, I'll track Kenan's whereabouts, because I've installed a GPS in that car, anyway you stay there not anywhere! I'll be here soon!" said Satya tried to calm Amartha who was already very frightened left by Kenan.

"Thank you, Mas..." Amartha hung up on me.

The girl sat on the sofa in the room and covered her face with her palm. The girl was crying so much, she was really scared right now, when the sky was really dark and the man who became her husband just one day never showed up.

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Satya, who was at her parents' residence, cleaned her suitcase and came out of her room. The man came down the stairs in a hurry.

"Sat? where are you going?" sandra asked when she saw her son coming down the stairs.

"I have important business, Mih!" satya said briefly.

"Mommy's ready for your favorite meal, Sat!" the word mami with sulking mode, really does not fit the age, ahem who is not young anymore of course.

"Other times, Mih! also tell papi, for the offer of that one, Satya will think again if you have met wangsit!" satya said with a small laugh.

"Gee! you are-there is a do-it! Satya beautiful mother's child .. later if you come here again, do not just bring yourself but bring a prospective ghost for mami!" said Sandra while patting Satya on the shoulder.

"Mamiiii, go there again, come again! Satya pamit, assalamualaikum!" said Satya who then grabbed the hand of the mother and kissed the middle-aged woman's back hand and darted away as fast as lightning, before strange suggestions buzzed in her ear.

"Waalaikumsalam, take Sat! dating don't forget!" shouted Sandra, when she saw her son was already ngibrit first.

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Satya calls Firlan to check on Kenan. The man is currently at the airport, he will fly to the city of Y to meet Amartha who must be very scared, is in the city of people alone.

"Hello, Lan?" satya said when she was connected to Firlan, her father's confidant who is now often bothered with the love affairs of his boss's son.

"The last position of the car was in the city of J, according to the info he met Damar Brawijaya in the hospital because his father was critical," explained Firlan.

"******, he could have left his wife! wbwc*k!" satya's curse that made Firlan keep the phone away from his ear.

"Ehm, and..." Firlan hung up her words, she hesitated to deliver the next news to Satya.

"And what, Lan? you said the obvious!" it was Satya's nagging that made Firlan wipe her chest in shock to hear Satya's scream.

"I've sent the photo, you'd better see it for yourself," Firlan found it safe, he'd better send the photographic evidence to Satya than to hear the screams of the child from Abiseka Ganendra.

"For a long time it wasn't clear you, Lan!" Satya snorted in annoyance.

"Like you, of course." said Firlan casually. If he chooses he would rather accompany Abiseka than his lion-like son garong.

"Aiiiishhhhh!" gerutu Satya while turning off his phone connection with Firlan, Gesrek's assistant.

Satya then opened a green chat application, and opened the photo sent by Firlan. His jaw hardened and his hands clenched, revealing his now stiffened muscles.

"Brengsw*k!" satya said when she saw a real photo on her phone.

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What photos make Satya angry???? we'll find out in the next episode....