The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Nathan pressed his fingers still on Nadira's face, until the girl grimaced a little in pain. Nathan's eyes looked sharp, but Nadira didn't look scared at all.

"Don't I ever tell you that even to the death I will never let go or divorce you, Young Miss!" Nathan firmly. He lowered his hand from Nadira's face.

"Sister, I've said many times that this relationship was a mistake. I don't know why we have to meet again and get stuck in a marriage this complicated" Nadira said.

"You are too complicated, Miss. Don't ever ask me to divorce you because I'll never grant it!" Nathan stopped talking, he was trying hard to control the feeling that was so rumbling.

"Sister Nathan and Miss Jasmin love each other. You should get married, right? But since daddy asked Nathan to marry me, then your wedding plans were cancelled." Nadira wiped away the tears that were still flowing.

"When someone makes a decision, there must be one reason behind it, Miss!"

"What's the reason?!" sela Nadira, but Nathan just mute. "Sister, please divorce me and we will live happily. I've loved someone else, brother!" Nadira turned his face away, he did not want Nathan to know that he was lying at this time.

Nathan's hands are seen clenching tightly with hardened jaws. Hearing Nadira already loves others, of course, makes Nathan's heart burn with jealous fire.

"Although you already love and marry someone else. I'll never divorce you. I'd rather get married than get divorced!" Nathan's words remained so firm. "Sleep, Young Miss. It seems like today you're too tired."

Nadira did not say, he just stared at the movements of Nathan who came down from the mattress and walked out of the room. When Nathan disappeared from behind the door. Nadira covered her face and sobbed loudly. The burden in his heart felt so heavy, that he seemed unable to concentrate it.

Nadira wants to pee. He sat his body on the edge of the bed and stared at the foot that was still wrapped in bandages. Nadira's hand pulled a wheelchair not far from her bed. Holding both sides of the wheelchair, he stood up and sat there.

However, Nadira forgot to wash the wheelchair until when she stood up, the wheelchair moved and Nadira fell on the floor. "Mommy," Nadira said. His feet are throbbing pain. Nadira turned to sit leaning against the edge of the bed and cried sobbing.

"Mommy daddy why don't you ask Nadira to come with you?" Nadira is back. He did not care about the pain in the center of his body from holding back the pee. "Mommy daddy. Nadira's sick!"

"Where are you going?" ask Nathan. He looked at the wheelchair that had been overturned. Nadira shook his head weakly, but one of his hands was at the center of the body as the pain grew more pronounced.

Nadira couldn't have asked Nathan to drive her to the bathroom. Although their status is husband and wife, but their relationship is not close. Even kissing them never.

Nathan did not open his voice, he carried Nadira ala bridal style towards the bathroom. Nadira thrashed, but Nathan didn't care.

"If you continue to be nosy like this, don't blame me if you fall, Young Miss!" nathan flat said. He dropped Nadira and helped her sit on the closet.

"Isn't Nathan's brother still here?" ask Nadira ketus.

"Of course it's waiting for you. Indeed especially?" ask Nathan back no less.

"Wait outside don't be here!" cebik Nadira's. He tried to drive Nathan out of his place.

"Indeed why? Don't forget that I'm your husband, Young Miss!" Nathan smiled in anguish.

"Nr ...." Nadira stared hard at Nathan until finally the man gave up.

"Alright, if you need help I'm waiting in front, Young Miss." Seeing Nathan walking out of the bathroom, Nadira clenched her hands and hit the air in annoyance.

"Young Miss! Young Miss! It feels like not jejelin tuh mouth use sambel!" Nadira's Ogat.

"I can still hear you well and know you're swearing, Miss!" Nathan replied from outside the bathroom, leaving Nadira speechless.