The Married With Dangerous Boy
68. Repairs

Nana's situation is getting better. Although a little wound, now Nana can visit her mother who is still unconscious.

He held a hand that was starting to wrinkle. Grasping tightly. "Ma, wake. Sorry Nana made Mama like this."

"The word is do'a. Nana had already said the sentence that boomerang for Nana."

"Sorry yes, Ma," those tears piled up in the eye bags Slowly began to flow. Wetting her smooth cheeks.

Both men looked at the full scene. Their hearts are broken. Only one of them stood up, approaching the girl who looked very weak.

"Patience, Na. Maybe it's a warning from God. You have to live a better life. Do'a, surely God will grant."

"What warning, Vin?" ogre. He looked at Gavin. Her tears are shed.

"This may not be the right time to talk about it, but you need to know and accept the fact that Alesha is already Zafran's wife, and you won't be able to get into the circle of their lives." Gavin.

Nana looked at Gavin with an indecipherable look.

"Stop lying to yourself. I know you don't want to do this, right? Enough, Na. I ask you to stop doing anything for others who endanger you," now Gavin's speech makes Nana silent.

He immediately turned his eyes in the other direction. "A-what do you mean? I don't know, Vin."

"Lo's almost bankrupt, right?"

What statement is this? Zafran who was just listening began to frown. She's surprised.

Nana company? Bankrupt? That's an impossibility. Because Nana's company is growing very rapidly. Not easy to fall.

But seeing Nana mute, it signified an answer.

Gavin pulled the corner of his lips. "Gue knows everything, Na."

"What do you mean, Vin?" Zafran approaching.

Both hands crossed in front of his chest. "Zafran, do you know why Nana returned to Indonesia?"

Zafran.

"The company's color is bankrupt. Papa and Mama open a small business that we do not know. Papa Nana never came here, and asked us to be friends because he worked from morning to night for hospital costs."

Nana's tears were flowing more and more. His heart just melted away. There is nothing wrong with Gavin.

"Gue's disappointed in you, Na." Gavin Bright.

"What do you consider me all along? A pal? If you consider me a friend, you should be frank. I'll help you as much as I can."

"If you had said from the beginning, none of this would have happened, Na. You're not gonna be his scapegoat."

Zafran pulled Gavin's shoulder to face him. "You mean, Vin? Who is the person you mean? Is he..," Zafran lowered his voice. "Oncea?"

Gavin. "Never slander your wife, Zaf. He's not wrong anything. Don't believe in being a person!" snarl.

"His goal is to do this because he wants your relationship to be broken."

Zafran's hands were clenched tightly. Jaw hardens. He looked at Nana sharply.

"And he's the one who told Nana to do the things that make your relationship tenuous."

The wrinkles on the forehead of Zafran mulaj fade. He looked at Gavin.

"Who?"

Gavin pulled the corner of his lips. He took the laptop. "Lo should see this video."

***

Alesha rubbed her chin. He stared at some of the clothes that would be used for the photoshoot. "Which shirt, huh?"

Various dresses that are specially prepared Zafran for Alesha if at any time there is an important event has been plastered neatly in the closet.

All designs are designed so nicely. Until Alesha could not afford to choose only one of them. Alesha wants to wear all. The beauty created makes Alesha's eyes presented a beautiful image.

Anyone who would use those drees would turn into a princess.

"Gue was confused, huh!!"

Alesha scratched her hair. He was confused which one to choose.

"Did I wear the red one, huh?"

It looks like the choice is in a red dress.

"It looks like it will match the color of the latest lipstick."

Finally, Alesha chose a red dress. Just wearing her clothes alone already looks like a princess, especially if plus natural makeup? Anyone who sees it will be fascinated.

Alesha applied thin makeup to her face to make it look fresh. Add the same red lipstick as the dress.

"Okey, done."

Alesha grabbed her bag. All preparations are done, kinu himself just order grab and leave for the location.

Staring at the phone screen, his heart ached a little. Hoping for expectations is painful.

"Lo really didn't pick me up, did he?"

"Will not go home?"

"Lo don't miss home?"

Various questions he threw at the figure in the picture of the phone screen. Someone who has not seen him for two days. Someone he asked for an explanation.

Someone he missed. She made Alesha a strong woman. Strong face the trials of the household at an early age.

"Don't you miss me?"

A hand coiled in Alesha's flat stomach. Alesha was surprised not to play. His eyeballs almost slipped out of the nest.

"Sorry," one word from the voice of someone Alesha longed for.

She hugged him. He hid the face in the recess of Alesha's neck.

A hug left Alesha electrocuted by high voltage electricity. His heart is beating faster. His stomach was filled with butterflies flying.

"Z-zafran?"

His neck feels wet. Water splashed his red drees.

"I'm sorry, Sha."

The zafran? Blubbering?

"I'm sorry I don't believe you,"

Alesha's eyes were filled with puddles of water. Zafran tightened his embrace. Alesha shed tears.

Alesha touched the back of Zafran's hand. "I should be the one who apologizes, I'm selfish not to be horrified by your explanation."

Zafran took off his embrace. He turned Alesha's body around. Zafran shook his head. He stroked both of his cheeks, wiping away the flowing tears.

"I'm not wrong, I am wrong."

Alesha shook her head quickly. "Gue yang"

Zafran stopped Alesha's words. His fingers touched his rancid lips.

"Stt, don't feel guilty for each other, we better fix everything, Sha."

Alesha. He nodded his head a few times.

Zafran pulled the corner of his lips. He fused his forehead with Alesha's forehead.

"Lo want to forgive me?"

Alesha nodded.

A smile was on his lips. Then, he kissed Alesha's forehead fondly.

"I love you, baby."

Alesha's cheeks met red Her face was hot. Geranyar strangely stung his body. The girl covered her face. She blushed in shame.

Zafran chuckled softly. She put away Alesha's hand that covered her pretty face.

"Today you're beautiful,"

Alesha smiled. "Today there's a photosoot, too,"

Zafran. "Cancel!"

Alesha frowned. "Cancel? Why?"

"Because I need you now." Zafran rubbed his lips on Alesha's rant.

Again Alesha's cheeks met red like a boiled crab.

"Are you ready?"

Alesha lowered her head. Oh my God, he's so embarrassed now. But then, the girl nodded her head once.

"Ready."