Marriage for Revenge
Maura is Not Coming

“You misunderstood Brother, not Abi's brother who killed me, he wanted to save Amel, but it was too late.” A long-haired girl in white clothes.

“I saw it, yes I saw Brother Abi coming up to me, he grabbed my head before it all went dark.” Her pale lips smiled, as if regretful for having once wasted such a good man as Abi.

“But brother? Brother tortured Nesya! Didn't you promise to take care of her like you took care of me? But why would you do that? It destroyed her and now she's pregnant with your child! Baj*ngan!” now the look of the originally sad face becomes creepy.

“I hate Brother! You devil! You're not Fariz my brother!”

“AMEL!!” Fariz widened his net, still managing his breath panting, immediately grabbing a glass of mineral water located on the nightstand.

“That dream again, why almost every night I dream the same thing?” Fariz ruffled his hair, his condition decreasing as he could never rest in peace. Dreams are indeed sleeping flowers, but what happens if you experience the same dream continuously?

Since Nesya's departure, her heart felt empty, especially the shadow in her dream of seeing a pregnant woman crying bitterly.

Fariz turned his head where Nesya usually fell asleep while crying, his hand rubbed the pillow that was used by Nesya, without realizing Fariz shed tears. Reflecting on her treatment all this time to Nesya, the shadow of her as she pounded Nesya, where the girl screamed in pain, thrashed, even prostrated for mercy making Fariz's heart sliced.

“Where are you? Are you all right? What about our baby?” Fariz rubbed a photo of Nesya and some black and white photos showing her prospective son who still resembles a bean seed.

The man then took his laptop and cell phone, although it was too late, but Fariz wanted to know the truth, determined to investigate the case that befell his beloved sister.

“Come to my house now!” his word and instantly severing the call made someone across there grumble.

“If only he wasn't the boss, I might have made a pedal!” Radit went to wash his face, forced him to abandon his beautiful dream for the sake of the boss. Silly indeed, midnight Fariz asks Radit to come to his house just to solve the mission.

“Bos!” call Radit but there's no response from Fariz.

“Finally you came too!” shouting Fariz with his hoarse voice made Radit who was about to come out jumped in shock.

“Hemm, so what's up?” ask Radit straight to the point.

“I want you to investigate the murder case that happened to Amel!”

“Good, there again?” Radit nodded despite a little wonder, why after so long the case was closed, now Fariz wants to tear apart again.

“Hmm, you can go home!” he said lightly and continued his sleep.

‘This man, besides being troublesome turns out to be very, very annoying!’ Radit left Fariz's house with a bad feeling.

While Fariz, the man fell asleep again, but again had to be disturbed because of the presence of Amel and Nesya in his dream.

“Fight, sister, I will still hate you if you have not received an apology from Nesya.”

“Go, I don't need you, this is my son not your son, I can definitely raise him myself, he will grow well even without the presence of a father.”

Slowly the two images of the woman he loved disappeared, Fariz shouted, his cry broke, before he had never been this fragile, maybe he was enjoying bad karma for his actions.

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