The Past of the President

The Past of the President
Officially separated


"Ameera! what are you doing with that guy, where are you from?"


"What do you care, Mommy? why are you so concerned about everything now? we are free, we have no ties anymore, we decide our future and our path." replied Ameera.


"Because I still care about you, tell me who that guy just drove you home? is that what you call your candidate?" tanya Fathir looks so pressuring Ameera.


"If so why? am I to be blamed? blame it!


Because women are always the wrong center."


"I don't blame you, I'm just asking!"


"It's normal not to be angry, angry at who? it's all done. Open the heart of Mas Fathir do not always put forward emotions, every time we meet there is always tension."


"Ameera!"


"Have Mas Fathir why every time we meet always tense always emotions and anger? I no longer want mediation for what in the end my answer remains the same, I don't want to think about this marriage, we just fight over the issue that is not clear."


"Ameera I still want you so much!"


"But I'm not Mas, again I say no! until whenever it's not, let me live free to have my own choice, have my own future, go home our story has to end."


"Ameera, are you going to let me in a slump by yourself?"


"Mas Fathir! go home don't wail, nothing will change my decision." Ameera seems so emotional.


"Well Ameera I'll be home tomorrow, I let you loose in freedom, may you be happy with your choice."


"Do not pray for people in an emotional state because it means nothing and is useless, means nothing and will not be a sincere prayer."


Fathir looked at the face of Ameera who was still sitting in the guest seat of her family's jasmine villa.


"I'm going to hand you back to your parents, even if I'm so heavy, let's go home now!" invite Fathir still with hope.


"Home home, please talk to my parents no need for me too it's okay, I still have an appointment, also I won't go home I'll just stay here."


"Ameera, this may be the last time I see you, can I shake your hand?"


"Originally we're fine and I want to split up again well, why not Mas Fathir?" Ameera smiled extending her hand.


Fathir approached as he could not escape researching the beautiful face of Ameera who had no time to admire and praise him, only now realized how beautiful Ameera and gentle way of speaking.


Fathir welcomes Ameera's hand and pulls her quickly so that Ameera is jerked off, Ameera wriggles as Fathir restrains her back and Fathir's face strikes Ameera's


"Mas! what the fuck? why don't you know the rules?"


"Don't blame me for forcing you Ameera, you don't get pretentious, every day you go somewhere the same guy who's not your right, what difference does it make to me when I'm forcing you?"


"Basic jerk! you're crazy, man!"


"Yes I'm crazy, because of you."


"Please! Jaka Mang! Mas release!"


"Shout, Mang Jaka again between your sisters shopping, here there is only us, I am still curious about you, why are we not equally crazy? let's make this farewell the most memorable for us."


"Astaghfirullahaladzim Maaaaas! no, let go, toloooong...."


Buk up! jacob! one punch and kick neutralized Fathir and released Ameera from Fathir's hut.


"Basic brash! fuck you, get the fuck out of my face!"


Fathir was lying on the floor moaning in his stomach. His eyes were so bright they looked at Richard.


"Richard?"


"Yes Ameera, I feel bad I just want to make sure you're home yet, is there a shameless dog*n here, apparently this is the person? once there's nothing, get up! don't just dare to be a girl!"


Fathir did not answer the pain next to his cheek and there was a salty taste in the corner of his lips, his face became swollen eyes.


"I can be sadistic with anyone who interferes with one's comfort, let alone that someone who is so special in my heart, be a man! don't just force."


Fathir still grimaced fearlessly looking at Richard soaring above him, his heart twitching so faintly before Ameera and Richard.


Where do I challenge? in parking?"


"Rich already, already!" shout Ameera.


Richard pulled his leg and grabbed Fathir's shirt until he stood up.


"I apologize before me to Ameera my lover and my future wife!"


Ameera was just silent, her heart also felt pain seeing the state of Fathir so bad, her face squinted next to and still holding her stomach. However, Fathir once filled his heart and days.


"I'm sorry Ameera Mas Fathir, Ameera has reminded Mas several times, but Mas is so pushy."


"Never shed your precious tears dear Ameera, remember when she treated you so unfairly and heartlessly" Richard said, not liking to see Ameera cry.


"Richard, let him go."


"A-amira forgive all my hilaf, I can't think clearly anymore" said Fathir stammered.


Richard took a handkerchief from his pants pocket, rubbing Ameera's watery eyes. Hugging it at a glance just strengthens.


Aliyah came to see Mang Jaka so astonished to see Mas Fathir in so much pain.


"Sir Ameera, why, what's wrong?"


aliyah asked Ameera, but Ameera did not answer her just wiping her tears.


Ameera was so sick and sad at heart, not expecting all that there had to be any physical contact, but she was so lucky Richard came at such a good time. If there is nothing, what it will be like.


"Just a lesson for the pushy, Aliyah. What else is not right!"


Aliyah looked at Fathir alternately with her brother and Richard as if asking for an explanation.


"Already Mas Fathir, I forgive Mas for the umpteenth time, go home with a spacious heart, we both do'a the best."


"Once again forgive me Ameera."


Ameera nodded with a smile.


"Aliyah, I'm taking your brother to my place temporarily, until this shameless person leaves, let your brother calm down first he will be at my place don't worry, don't worry, I'm afraid Ameera went to avoid this guy so I made sure Ameera was in my place safely."


Aliyah nodded, not saying anything.


Richard took Ameera out and they walked to The Rich Hotel


Ameera faintly heard the words of her sister Aliyah in the address to Mas fathir.


"Mang Jaka please bring Mas Fathir home, let me report to you."


Fathir remained silent while enduring the pain in his stomach.


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