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"Why hasn't the divorce papers been signed yet?"
Azka sharpened her eyes to see Yura, who was only three months into his wife. He did not expect the petite woman to have great guts against him. Divorce files and letters of agreement before marriage he just threw it on the table.
"Sign. After that our relationship is over" the man said again. Azka was furious when her lawyer said that Yura wanted to sign her autograph before meeting her.
Azka's presence in the apartment for the first time greeted Yura well. It was not in vain that Yura outwitted Azka's lawyer and convinced Azka to come see him. Delicious dishes she deliberately prepared to entertain her husband.
"Why angry? Here, eat first." Yura did not understand what Azka was saying, so she prepared dinner for her husband.
Azaka ruffled her waist, she tried to dampen the emotions that always controlled herself when talking to Yura. Yura's annoying attitude like this managed to make her blood boil.
"How much did my mom pay you until you agreed to marry me? Is the money that the old woman gave you still lacking until you don't want this silly marriage to end?"
Azka rubbed wahah rusar, she still could not accept her marriage to Yura. Her life was fine and very pleasant before Yura came in her life. However, everything changes after her mother takes Yura from the orphanage to be betrothed to her.
Azka who already has a lover is forced to accept a strange match made by her family. Otherwise the most influential person in the house will remove his name from the family card.
Yura pointed at the chair opposite the table right in front of her. "I don't want to answer anything if you stand there! We will talk after we finish eating. It's not good to ignore the food I'm cooking for you, my husband."
"Don't call me that, I'm amused to hear it!" Angrily Azka pulled up the chair and put her ass there. However, he did not intend to touch the food presented before his eyes. He only focused on seeing Yura who was cool eating her dinner.
"Why look at me like that? Take it easy there is no poison mixed in your food. After this you can convey your purpose of coming to see me."
The dimples on her cheeks were clearly visible when Yura smiled, she deliberately provoked Azka's emotions so that her husband was caliph and touched her. Three months as a wife, but Azka had not touched her at all. If it remains like that until the deadline for the marriage contract agreement they have agreed then it means that Yura did not manage to fulfill the promise to mama Azka.
Azka's mouth certainly rejected Yura's offer, but her stomach was not in line with her ego and brain. Finally, Azka half-heartedly put the food into her mouth. If you remember again this is the first time Azka tasted Yura cuisine and the taste is not too bad.
The sound of spoons and forks clinking as they rubbed against the plates filled the room filled with two adult humans. Yura and Azka had no more conversation than to enjoy their first dinner. Yura was certainly happy to see Azka finishing her meal, while Azka was unwilling to praise. Hunger is the reason why he sits here.
Yura cleans dirty dishes in wasetafle. While Azka sat propping her chin on the sofa watching every corner of the room neatly arranged. If it's like this they look like a real married couple.
"Yura, don't pretend to be busy there. You took my time, "sad Azka, she almost forgot her purpose in coming here. He had an appointment with his girlfriend.
Yura curled her original hair to reveal her straight neck. He caught up with Azka in the living room.
"Will we talk about divorce? Isn't it our marriage contract for a year? It's only been three months, you know."
"My grandmother is dead and that means our marriage is over. No need to wait a year like we agreed. Just sign it let my lawyer take care of everything!"
Azka handed over the ballpoint pen and showed wherever Yura had to scratch the ink.
Yura sighed in trying to remain calm facing Azka. His promise with mama Azka has not materialized, but now Azka insists on parting from her.
Yura nemutar brain looking for a way to undo Azka's intentions.
"Why bengong? Don't you ever start falling in love with me" Azka said, smiling at Yura. "Udah realize, is it difficult for you to reject my charm? But unfortunately my heart is not easily turned away from my beloved."
"Narsis ... You think you're the only one with a boyfriend? I also have," Yura replied not to lose.
Azka clenched her hands on the table, she felt deceived because Yura had claimed not to have a lover.
"What are you waiting for? I don't know what your agreement is with my mom, nor do I know how much she pays you. I just know I want to marry my girlfriend. I'll prove to everyone that Agata is better than you. So, let's end this marriage."
Yura held her back to look at Azka. He won't let Azka get away this time.
"Well, I'll sign everything as you want."
"Good!" Azka clenched her hands in the air cheering for victory. After this he would run into Agata's arms and bring her before her.
"But .. one signature for one night. Do you agree, My Husband?" yura asked as she raised her eyebrows. Really, this was the only way that came to his mind.
"You kidding? Where could I spend the night here with you!" Azka was grieving, she did not end up thinking Yura could talk such nonsense to her.
"Why not? We're a couple of legitimate married men. All this time you can do as you like to spend the night at your lover's house, why not with me?"
"Agata is the woman I love. While you are not. Our marriage is only temporary and I want to end it all tonight!"
"Whatever, the decision is in your hands." Yura got up from her seat, it deliberately gave Azka space to think. However, the man pulled his hand until they exchanged a glance.
"Don't cross your line, Yura. Never lure me. I can make you moan and sigh ah all night. But I'm not gonna do that. So, consider this your first warning!"
Azka's view was more sharp than ever. He tightly gripped Yura's arm and then gave a glimpse of her neck. Azka had originally intended to give a warning to Yura, but the fragrance emanating from Yura's body made it difficult for her to let go of the woman.