The Shackles of Love are Lying
Truth

Just as they were about to open the car door, a beautiful woman came out of Xenia's car. Highlight his sharp unsheathed eyes that were ready to be thrown at him.

Aina took a few steps back. Accompanied by Iza who was hiding behind him with eyes that implied fear.

For a moment Aina turned to look at the woman calmly as if nothing had happened.

Aina seemed conscious. He's seen that woman. But where ...  Oh yes ... She was a woman who found time in the toilet of a restaurant.  Who yes ... Aina shook her head. They forgot to get acquainted. Especially exchanging business cards. Lha, the time to meet yesterday was only a time for marahan doang. Totally unfaedah ... Hence what he remembered at this time if the woman in front of him was his sister Mas Najib. That's doang ...

“Mama, let's go. I'm afraid Mama Sheza will take me.” Iza's tiny hands were shaking the dress she was wearing.

“Don't be afraid, Honey!” He clasped the little hand in his grasp and gave a faint smile that made Iza calm.

Despite being carried away by a tense atmosphere, due to Sheza's unfriendly attitude, Aina tried to stay calm and patient. Aina stretched out her hand, wanting to shake hands. Count neutralizes the atmosphere.

“Sorry. My mother's mother Iza, Sheza?”

Intentions are friendly, in order to be able to chat relaxed and warm. Who knows, that way the Iza problem can be quickly resolved. Sure, it's good for both.

Let alone welcoming her hand, even she brusquely brushed Sheza's hand away. Pushing Aina's body and pulling Iza by force. Make the little boy scream and cry.

“Yes, I'm Sheza. Mas Najib's Wife. Iza's birth mother. The girl behind you.”

Aina was silent for a moment. There was a strong blow right on his heart to make his blood flow stop. He could hardly believe his hearing.

Is Najib really his husband? Why he never told ...

"I don't think a hijab girl like you is so desperate to destroy a people's home,"

What's?!

He accused himself of being the destroyer of people's families. So cruel, himself? Makes his heart scratch instantly. Very painful and painful.

"Sorry Mother. I don't understand what I'm saying." For a moment his eyes looked at the pus.

"Don't pretend, you've taken my husband. Even you also snatched my daughter from my side. Pleased!"

Astaghfirullah al - adzim ... I never did that.  Why is he so happy to say that.

“Don't block me, actor!” She tried to grab Iza who started crying, grabbing her dress for a grip.

Abbysk ... Nauzubillah min dzalik ..

This heart was stopped, hearing the words spoken from the mouth of the woman whose face was formless. Red was extinguished, burning with anger, ready to spit out a hot, smoldering lava.

His eyes began to feel hot and painful. His throat was immediately blocked. Lips were tightly clenched There was no word he could say to just defend himself.  He can't believe it yet. That there was another woman who existed from her husband's life.

Aina threw away her face, dodging the gaze of the woman in front of her who was looking at her without mercy.

“Basic pelakor still pelakor. You can't believe I'm his legal wife. Or you close your eyes on purpose, just because you want to be rich. A good life is guaranteed without work. Forget it, actor. Before you get thrown away, you better back off. All he loves is me. Maybe you will be thrown away, if he is satisfied to play you.” Herb

He was silent too.

Yes ... Now it has been answered his doubts all this time. How eager he yells, “Mas Najib, I hate you!” But the release of that cry on the void of his soul whimpering lara.

Abstinence for Aina shed tears in the face of the shameless woman, throwing those words in front of many people.

“Sorry Ma'am, I can't believe that Sheza is Mas Najib's wife now.”

“So you want proof? Parman, Tell me the truth!”

Suparman who witnessed the incident could only remain silent. He had no courage to tell the truth. That would definitely make his new employer hurt.

“Man, say! Let him be satisfied.” Sheza said quite loudly.

“Uncle, just say!” Aina tried to organize her heart, waiting for the truth that her husband had been hiding. Better he know, though it's sore. Rather than being happy but being lied to, it hurts a lot.

“Use the words, Man. That's not clear,” Sheza said.

With a heavy heart and first taking a deep breath, he braced himself to tell the truth.

“Yes. Den ayu Sheza's, his wife Den Najib.”

For a moment, the world stopped turning. Throwing yes at a deep abyss.

“Thank you Uncle,” he said calmly. Then pull the car door and get inside. Close the door tightly. Although it is undeniable that at this time, he was disturbed by the cry of Iza who was crying in the grip of Sheza. But what right does he have to help her.

Let him go with Sheza now. She's her real mama.

Sheza seems to have trouble getting Iza into her car. But with a little coercion, he finally managed to get her into the car. Then drive away from that place.

After the car disappeared, Aina ordered Suparman to start the engine.

“Uncle, come!”

“Good, Mistress.”

Slowly, Suparman's car left the place. Leaving the crowd to witness their quarrel.

If it rains, let it rain. If it is light let it shine. Let night roll in waiting for dawn tomorrow.

When lightning strikes on a hot day. When I roar in the beautiful rainbow. It can't be .. but it's real. Because I tried to get lost and get hurt.

World oh my world. Grasping it also becomes painful. Tapping for a moment in the flavor link that he began to be able to accept, had already made him run away. Is there a place left to stand. It turned out that all the land disappeared, gone, without a remnant. And die.

Could it be behind the ground, a safe place for me to hide.

“Can Uncle show you where Sheza lives.’

“Good.”

Suparman turned his way to Sheza's house in the elite area, behind a five-star hotel.

“Still, Uncle.”

“Can Uncle tell me ready him and ready mas Najib actually.”

“I dare not. Afraid mistress hurt.”

“I've been hurt enough by this circumstance, Uncle.”

“Good.”

While driving on the streets that are not how crowded, he told me about Najib who was taken care of by Mr. Arya since his parents died.  Then Teng Sheza who is smart and smart to continue abroad. And tell me all about them. Leave their love story that is not good if he tells. Let the concerned tell the story. He has no right to that. Could make the situation more runyam.

Indeed, Aina did not think that she became the third person in the marriage between Mahardika Najib who is now her husband and a woman named Sheza Azzalea Naureen, a woman from a respectable family, very rich, very rich, beautiful and successful in career.

She's nothing compared to Sheza. It was inappropriate for him to accompany Najib.

“Thank you, Uncle. I'm down here only.”

“Mrs are not in the office. Later in the waiting Den Najib.”

“No. Without Iza I would be hesitant to come.”

“Good. I'm sorry, Mrs.”

“Tak apa.”

Suparman stopped his car at the door of his employer's apartment.