The Conqueror of Love the Heir
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"I don't want to take that card! The point! No need for a long explanation! Males!" nayla's babbling made Mahen chuckle.

Nayla refused to give Mahen a black card. For Nayla, she doesn't deserve all that facilities. Her father's treatment yesterday, it has made Nayla thank you. Even if he had to sacrifice his future.

"You realize you said that?" ask Mahen with a smile.

"Because I don't need that!" reject Nayla.

"You must want to! You're my wife!" resolute Mahen

Nayla's hand squeezed the bed linen with her eyes wide. His breathing suddenly increased twice as fast. "Out of course actors!"

"Did I hear wrong?" Mahen understood what Nayla was feeling right now.

"I'm telling the truth! You, the married man and I went in! Is that not the same as a household bully?" nayla replied as well as giving a question to Mahen who was looking at her with a look of disbelief.

"I want you! Understand!" mahen's tone of voice was slightly suppressed.

"Understanding and understandable! That is for you, the powerful Lord Mahendra Wijaya! But, not for the netizens big fans wife, Mr. Mahendra Wijaya!" nayla said with her hands crossed in front of her chest.

"Someone once said, if you can't keep their mouths shut, let them. Don't keep being forced. You just need to cover both your ears properly, so as not to be exposed to the swelling of the liver virus!"

"Where can that be?" nayla.

"Sure!" sahut Mahen with his eyes fixed on the woman in front of him who was racking his waist.

"If you go with their swift currents, there is only a prolonged stress! Try to walk on your feet, without a helping hand taking advantage of you!

Nayla tucked the child's hair behind her ear. " Listening to a bitch sucks! Have you ever felt a bad position like me?"

"Ear! But different stories!" mahen flat replied.

"I cried all night in the room, because of something I never did. And I have to take responsibility for that slander. For years I was stuck in the game. But, as clever as he was theatrical to cover up his bad intentions. Definitely not going well, if without God's blessing. And Allah will also give us a way to unmask the evil of that person."

"It's a wedding story," Nayla said, but Mahen had nodded.

"That's the story of my marriage to Giska. He's the one who framed me into the vortex of his evil plan for the Wijaya Grand Family."

Suddenly, Nayla stiffens. His face suddenly turned pale. "Is that so bad, him?"

"You know, for me, barking dogs let them keep barking no need to bother looking for a defense and justification. The truth will come to the surface itself without being asked for its approval. There is no need to set up an alibi much, just to cover the rotting carcass. Keep walking on your corridor, don't line him up. Even walking beside him. It's the same, making you walk backwards. Which indicates that you have no life guidelines!"

"You're not a deliberate actor. In the name of love to cover all the plans that have been arranged neatly. An economic need, to be precise. Often blaming the destiny of life is a personal gain. As if, God has not brought the right person together, until the time comes. He says why God brought us together. When we have each other's partners. Or even for actors who do not have a halal partner. He will say casually, you are my soul mate whom God sent me. Even though I was second, I accepted it sincerely. Though with his presence, it will make someone's life a mess. Even more cruel, who already had offspring. He will separate the blood relation, the son with his Father. Have you ever caught that feeling in your heart, real actor? Sure didn't! Because all he needed was material and material above all else. Is it Sugar Daddy or Sugar Mommy, it's from the lower classes? Impossible aka bulshit! Because an actor will be spoiled with scattered coffers. That's all been the consequence. The barter! Exchange of the body with matter, classical reason. Symbolism mutualism! But that's what happened and goes on until now" said Mahen gave a long explanation to his little wife.

"Sometimes the world is showing more and more its cruelty. It is the work of a few human children who seek their own satisfaction. Wearing a mask in the name of religion. Only afraid of being said to be adulterous by the surrounding community, they even dared to deceive their God. By covering the guise of his bi r4hi lust by way of married siri, to be lawful in the eyes of his Lord. However, it is all but a human stratagem to seek momentary pleasure and satisfaction. Unwilling to be entwined with all sorts of procedures written in the country."

"Huh! What the hell are you saying? Making my head woozy! My brain just wants to go to college and have fun like any other girl my age, without having to think about an adult thing" Nayla twirled her eyes.

"You want to go to college?" tanya Mahen stared intensely into Nayla's black netra.

"Yes," Nayla replied along with a nod of her head.

"What are your ideals? And what major would you like to major in?" ask Mahen again, a little serious.

Nayla subconsciously half-opened her mouth, hearing the question Mahen asked. For a few seconds, her husband's blue bead again stole her consciousness. A shady look that feels comfortable cradling the subconscious mind of a Nayla. His chest was empty and immediately needed oxygen to fill the empty cavities that were running out of air. His heart trembled violently, that burst of strange feeling, coming back. Kian demanded its existence to occupy the deepest recesses of the heart. Is this really Waru leaf aka LOVE?

The burly hand waved in Nayla's face to resuscitate the young girl who was flying into the land of clouds. "Do you want to burn me with your eyes and smile that hypnotizes my soul and body?" Mahen laughed briefly. Then, flicked his little wife's forehead.

"Auww, sick!" peekit Nayla's. Then her body shifted away from her husband.

"Focused.. Focus up!" hardik Mahen's. "Reply answer, my question!"

Puckered her lips, that was Nayla's expression now. "My ideas are to be the mother of Mr Mahendra Wijaya's children! I majored straight without turning a corner, for the purpose of my heart landed in your heart, handsome sir super fierce!" after answering Mahen's question. The girl was, uh wrong, because Nayla's catfish pond had been pecked at by Jalu. Now the girl had turned into a full-fledged woman. Ijon system! Plucked at the time of the ranum.

Uh back in Nayla's position, now. He stuck his tongue out at the flabbergasted Mahen. The man was unmoved, at a loss for words. There was a series of adorning smiles in the folds of her sensual lips.

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