Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Release your Miss to me!

"Dela!"

" Sister misses!"

Not far from the back of the wooden door, Sandrina installed her auditory senses well. He can catch Nizam's voice even though it sounds soft and poignant.

It turned out that he was not the only one who gave up on this test. She thought the man who was now her husband was so patient and stoic even though they were going through this hard.

In fact, the man is as fragile as himself, although he can only hide the feelings of anxiety within each of them.

The girl was just silent in her place, now her hearing caught someone out there several times shrinking snot, the man was crying.

I don't know why there is something stuck in his chest.after hearing the word Miss Nizam which turned out not for him.

Could he be jealous?

Didn't he also have another dream man there.

Ah there, far away.

And I don't know when they'll be able to cut that distance.

His life is with Nizam.

The man has become her husband. Is it still a man who is far from himself now still willing to accept it when he finds out if he is married?

Feels impossible. Even if he is accepted it may be difficult.

For some time, they parted with the woven bamboo walls, enjoying only one silence.

Nizam began to move from the halls to make a sound of wood friction, and it was clearly heard in Sandrina's ears.

The girl immediately threw a distant daydream and immediately shuffled in order to get away from the place Fear spread suddenly.

What if Nizam finds it here? Surely the man will think he is eavesdropping, it is true but not to be found as well.

He who feels he has worked hard with all his movements in fact can not really stay away as soon as possible. Nizam had even found it after the man had just closed the door.

" What's here?"

" Want nyusulin brother!" He said, Looking for a Reason. Hoping with this Nizam thought he had just arrived at that place.

" why? Can't sleep?" And maybe this guy believes.

Now that Sandrina can only shake her head, she is not so good at lying that she has to turn her head just to find an excuse. It is better to be silent than to have to say but lie again, to be asked again by lying again, until finally he who can not hide the lie will certainly be found out as well.

" Oh, we're sleeping!" Without warning Nizam had lifted him up in a crib.

With this position, Sandrina can clearly see the face of a handsome man who has been seen because of it. Her husband should wash his face first so that his sad face is not too visible.

Ah, seeing this man hurt because he remembered another woman, it was digging a hole in his heart.

Until Nizam puts his body slowly on the mattress.

It was not long ago that Sandrina called Nizam sister, but this time she called Nizam as Brother.

He heard Nizam call himself Abang. It is clear that name was used by Nizam's wife there. But why did Nizam never straighten out his call as a sister?

The girl felt that Nizam was indeed keeping his distance from her. Ck, why does it feel so much more painful?

" Why, need something?"

Questions like that actually always make Sandrina upset. This girl is indeed helpless, but that does not mean she can not do anything until everything has to be with the help of others.

Sandrina always tried to do what she wanted to do herself. He wants to show others, if he can.

The girl shook her head, the hand with which Nizam's working hand restrained her movements even more interesting, until the man was really close to her.

"Touch me bang!"

Huh huh?

Nizam was surprised when he heard that word?

Touch what how? Hasn't this also touched, but,...?

" I'm your wife too."

Not just that woman. He could only continue inwardly, afraid that his jealousy would be so clearly seen.

The woman he never saw how she was. Gorgeous huh?

I don't know why he was curious about that figure. Is it possible that she is much more beautiful than him?

Without realizing it, his subconscious turned out to harbor jealousy when listening to Nizam express all his feelings to a woman, and it was not him.

Just keep comparing yourself to that woman.

Then maybe he will think how to keep Nizam from returning to the woman.

"Touch me brother!"

He could not easily change the call after all this time, it might take a little time Sandrina could come to call Nizam like that woman.

"I understand you're a grown man." At least he knew Nizam's needs at this time, and he would try to give them to Nizam.

"Take off your miss to me!"

" Sandrina."

Just saying his name, after that Nizam went back to silence and looked down.

"I don't want to ruin your future!" The man knew what this girl wanted.

But he could not bear to sacrifice this innocent girl for his ego.