Why I Moved Into a Novel
Darens

Arriving at home, Mahira treats the wound on Reyvan's face, the slap marks have slightly disappeared, and the blood scratches become dry.

"Shhhh...." Reyvan grimaced as Mahira applied the ointment on her face.

"Grandmother slapped you for what?" Mahira asked curiously.

Reyvan did not answer him, he just looked at Mahira's worried face and grimaced at the thought of her pain.

Mahira raised her eyebrows charging for an answer.

"Grandmother pissed me off so I had a fight with her," Reyvan replied indifferently.

Mahira pressed Reyvan's wound tightly making the man in pain.

"Shh... Aw..." Reyvan stops Mahira's hand by holding it.

"I mean, why are you fighting with grandma?"

"I don't like grandma insulting you and trying to match me up with another woman."

Mahira was silent, Reyvan got a slap and wound for defending her, but why did she do that.

"Why did you do that, you shouldn't have a fight with your grandmother,"

"Then, do you think I should just accept that you are despised and they betrothed me when I have a wife, Mahira sometimes I think you are the strangest wife the world has ever seen."

Mahira turned her face away, refusing to come face to face with Reyvan.

Upset by Mahira's attitude, Reyvan clasps Mahira's chin. "Look at me while we're talking,"

Mahira tried to pull Reyvan's hand which clamped his chin. "Let go, you hurt me."

Seeing the pain that was visible on Mahira's face, Reyvan let go. "Sorry,"

The apology that came out of Reyvan's lips sounded sincere, and out of guilt for his behavior, Reyvan immediately left Mahira locked herself in the study.

Mahira looked at the door of the room that was closed and in the key from the inside, somehow the feeling felt strange, seeing Reyvan behaving like that his heart was not calm.

Mahira took her bag and went to her room, in her mind constantly thinking of Reyvan dying to defend her in front of the Reyvan family.

"Aarrrgh..... What's wrong with me?" Mahira ruffles her hair hoping Reyvan's sad expression disappears from her mind.

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In the humble house a middle-aged woman sat staring at the beautiful flowering roses planted in pots, the flower was planted Mahira because the girl liked the color of the roses.

When Mahira was still living in this house she used to water and take care of her plants every morning, hoping for a quick flowering, but when the plants were flowering, the owner was not in his place.

After the incident last time, Mahira no longer comes to this house even to look at her, it makes the middle-aged woman sad and every day crying misses her.

"Why did mom just cry and look at Mahira's stuff, call her and tell her to come here."

Lady Nera looked at her son. "Daren, stop wanting it, she's your sister. Don't bother him."

"Sad...Hahahahhas. Mom, don't say such funny things. I'm your only son, where's your sister coming from?" Daren smiled but not the smile as in general, the smile that Daren showed the devil's smile.

Daren is Mahira's half-sister. Before Mahira's mother died, Daren's mother was a good friend of Mahira's father and mother they never found conflict with each other, Daren is also kind to Mahira and often buys her something if she goes somewhere, their age difference is five years,. When Mahira was six years old, her mother died after a few months Daren's mother and Mahira's father decided to get married for the sake of Mahira and Daren.

Unfortunately it hurts Daren, because in the heart of Daren Mahira is his lover but fate makes them become brothers.

Mother Daren looked at her son full of regret. "Son, I'm sorry."

Well... Daren's mother eventually finds out her son is in love with Mahira but she destroys Daren's feelings by marrying Mahira's father.

"Hehe... What else can be regretted, I still can not be with him and for him I am a mustard. Mom, I've lost everything, parents, love and happiness. There's nothing left." Daren uttered each word with a broken heart, in his eyes full of wounds and deep torment.

Had pointed at her tender and pain-filled expression for a while, suddenly Daren's expression changed back into an emotionless cold expression, she put on her glasses and turned around, only two steps Daren stopped.

"I put money on the dinner table, buy your needs and don't skimp, I'm successful now. You don't have to worry anymore." Then Daren drove off in his fancy car.

Daren's mother stared pushyly at the car that was slowly moving away from her sight. "Son, I don't want you to be like this" he said softly.

Lady Nera touched the Mahira Rose and her petals fell, it had been five days of blooming roses and finally could no longer maintain its beauty.

"Mother misses you too, Mahira."

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Mahira slept soundly with the lights in the dark, her gentle expression suddenly changed wistfully her forehead wrinkled and her lips moved in agitated motion. Mahira dreamed of something.

In his dream, Mahira saw the girl with the same face as him crying sadly leaning against the door, her crying was very sad and bitter, anyone who heard her heart was slashed.

"Hiks... I can't be with you even if I want to, we can't be together. Hiks..hiks..."

"Abkkhh..." Mahira awoke from her dream, her body wet with sweat. Mahira turns on the lamp and realizes the other side of the bed is empty.

"Where is that guy?" mahira Gumam.

Mahira went to the bathroom and washed her face, after splashing cold water on her face Mahira felt more refreshed and calm.

Mahira looked at her face in the mirror, It was indeed similar to her face in the real world, it was just that these eyes were softer, whiter and rather tall than her real ones.

"Hahh what kind of game is this, trapping one's soul in a novel. If I find out about it later, I won't forgive." Mahira clenched her hands because of the anger she was suppressing.

after a few minutes Mahira came out of the bathroom and still had not found Reyvan there.

"Stop thinking about it Mahira, you better get some sleep." Mahira returned to the bed and looked for a comfortable position to continue her sleep.

Drr....

Mahira frowned when she heard her phone vibrate. Mahira cursed anyone who dared to disturb him. But out of curiosity he picked up his phone, and a row of numbers not stored in his contacts sent him a photo message.

Mahira.

In the photo he received there Reyvan was drinking and two friends who were embraced by a girl who had a sexy body, then Mahira saw another figure, Karina.

"The big liar." Mahira's Comments.

Then another message came in.

Club exotic.

Mahira does not want to take the trouble for granted, she throws her phone under the pillow and then lies back down in search of the most comfortable position to sleep in.

But still, even though Mahira closed her eyes her mind was somewhere else.

Mahira sat back down and massaged her temple, she got out of bed and went to walk in closet, shortly after Mahira returned after changing her nightgown with a short black dress that fit her body, showing Mahira's beautiful body.

Mahira combed her hair and slightly put on makeup, she acted as if she was about to raid her cheating husband. But the fact is Mahira doesn't want to catch Reyvan, he's just going to the same club and partying.

If Reyvan can do that, why can't he.

Mahira searches for the car keys placed according to his memory written in the novel. Mahira was stunned after seeing the many keys of the luxury car that were in the drawer, she was confused about which one to wear.

"Yes God. Rich people are different" Mahira said while choosing which one he would wear.

Mahira sees a car key with a funny keychain, she guesses this is the car key Reyvan gave the real Mahira, without much thought Mahira took it and went to the garage.

Once in Mahira's garage to be stunned again, various luxury car brands are there. Bentley, Aston Martin, Ferrari, Koenigsegg, Hummer, Lamborghini, Lykan Hypersport, Volkswagen CaravellePorsche, Mercedes-Benz, BMWRolls-Royce, Bugatti, McLaren, Range Rover, Chevrolet Camaro. Mahira looked at him.

"Is this man intending to open the luxury car's sorum" Mahira commented.

Mahira shakes her head, she presses the button on the car keys and one of the cars makes a sound.

Mahira looked at his car, but he was completely dumbfounded.

"God... The car is really pinky girls."

Honestly Mahira does not like this car but for tonight only he will use it.

Mahira gets into the car and has to endure deep resentment due to the color.

"From the outside to the inside everything is pink, the real Mahira really likes pink."

"Ahhh.. no, just for tonight." continued Mahira.

Mahira started the car.

Mammmm.... Broumm..... Broumm...

The garage door opens automatically and Mahir drives out of the garage, the gatekeeper stops Mahira's car.

"Young lady, where did you go tonight like this?" Ask the guard while looking at his watch which shows at eleven o'clock.

"I'll pick up my husband."

The guards believed in Mahira's reasoning and let her go, Mahira smiled cynically.

"But lies.." said Mahira slowly.

He did want to go to the same club as Reyvan, but not to meet the man.

Mahira follows GPS directions to get to Exotic club, Mahira is very good at driving, she smoothly passes through several cars without making a fuss.

The brilliance of the capital at night is more crowded than during the day, because during the day people are busy working and few people have free time during the day.