
"Amora, wake. Didn't you skip work yesterday? Why are you still sleeping? It's almost too late. Wake up, I've made you breakfast." Essa shook the body of her sister who was still wrapped in a blanket.
He took a breath. Amora did not want to wake up. The body continued to squirm and finally went back into silence. Essa shook her head looking at her dead sister while sleeping.
"Amora, it's noon. Do you want to sleep on? You're not working?" Essa did not give up.
He turned on Amora's feet that were not wrapped in blankets. Tickled her slowly until Amora was upset and positioned herself to sit on the bed. The woman rubbed her eyes. Then scratch his nape that does not itch. Both of his eyes were still not wide open.
"Hey! Why even silence? Aren't you working? Come on, open your eyes wide, Ra," Essa said.
"What the hell, brother? Ck! I only got two days off work. Why are you so chatty? Soon my brother will be away from me to pursue his dream. Maybe the two of us will meet again sometime. How can I let her go without spending time together first? Aish, Brother is not exciting!" Amora grumbling.
The woman inevitably finally got out of bed. He's headed to the bathroom. Leaving the pensive Essa in her place. Essa is like a reality. For it had been two days that Amora slept in her house.
"Sister? Are you all right?" I don't know how long Amora's been in the shower. But Essa remained in Amora's room. Essa smile.
"sorry. I didn't realize that today I was leaving you" Essa said.
Amora was silent for a moment. Shortly afterwards he sat down next to Essa. "Amora will be fine here. Brother should not have to worry. It would be better if you can prepare well because you will soon go to Qatar. Remember, you are there to take part in a motorcycle race. Amora doesn't want to make Sister Essa feel burdened. No, it's better for Essa to focus on Brother's career."
"You think you can calm down? You live with a man who has another wife. And that woman is loved more by your husband. How can you not be hurt, Amora? Tell brother, are you happy with the marriage?" Essa touched both of Amora's shoulders. Amora seemed worried and confused about what to answer.
Amora knew that Essa loved her very much. However, Amora is also unable to convince Essa that she is doing well so far. Although Amora has not had any feelings for Prince, but Amora sometimes also feels heartache because Luna continues to provoke him.
"I can't see the future, brother. But I'm sure I'm okay so far. Whether that's when, I'll be happy with the path I've chosen. Come, Brother. Amora is not a child anymore. And don't pity me, either. Gosh." Amora tried to calm her sister.
Because Essa will soon fly to Qatar. Amora didn't want Essa to worry about her too much. That would interfere with Essa's long journey to the neighboring land. Amora tried to smile.
"I'm actually upset with Prince. That perverted guy after playing with me he went to Luna's place. Is he not satisfied if overnight just play with me? Just watch! I will take revenge. Anyway, Prince's heart should fall into my hands!" Amora is determined in her heart.
Essa looked at her sister fixedly. Amora is much more mature. It's just her life choices, making Essa a little unwilling. Amora must live to share her husband. Essa was worried that her sister would be disappointed that Prince ignored her.
"Could she be upset that Amora chose to stay at my house? Her fault. Why should Amora be used as honey in the household? Every time I see him I'm always pissed." Essa continued to get upset.
Although Prince came with a smile on his lips, but Essa was quite sensitive. Essa knows Prince is upset that Amora is staying at his house. Amora cleared her throat to end the eye gaze between Essa and Prince. The two men quickly looked at him.
"Amorah!" Prince smiled awkwardly as he found out that Essa was in Amora's room.
"Hello, Brother Essa!" Prince greeted Essa first.
The man tried to be friendly. Essa replied with a nod of her head. He was lazy to respond to Prince. The man who is the husband of his sister and also he has wished his sister.
"Sir Essa, you haven't answered the offer we discussed the other day. About lending 30 billion dollars for business projects that Brother-in-law will work on" Prince said.
"I didn't accept the loan offer you made. Why do you still insist?" ketus Essa's.
"Why did Essa refuse? Isn't this a good offer?" ask Prince.
Essa chuckles. Makes Prince's forehead shrivel. "I'd rather refuse your help. The loan you offered was fantastic. I do need funds for capital. But sorry. I also don't want to make Amora a guarantee. Amora is the only family I have. For me Amora's happiness is my priority now."
"But, don't you know that it's not just Amora who's hurt because you're suing her? I as her sister felt an incredible heartache. My beloved sister should be honey despite her status as your legal wife. Don't think I don't know what big thing you two are hiding here, Prince," Essa said.
"Where did Essa know that I was talking about Amora? Did Amora say that? That's impossible." Prince is confused. Even so he tried to remain calm.
"Sir Essa, I'm serious about Amora. I won't hurt him, I promise!" Prince tries to convince Essa that he won't hurt Amora.
"Who knows? Without you knowing you've hurt Amora. Prince, can I ask you something?" Suddenly the tone of Essa's voice turned soft. Prince was a little suspicious. However, he was still mediocre.
"I'm asking you for help. Please divorce Amora if you're not serious about loving her. Let her be happy with other men and be the only love in their household ark. Not like what it is today. My sister deserves to be happy with another man." Essa cupped her hands together in front of the chest of her field as if pleading with Prince.
Amora just silently looked at the two people. He himself was confused as to how he should stop the debate. His brother hated Prince.