Shackles Desire Sister-in-law
The heart he still doubts
Elma's eyeballs stared at Emre with an expression that was hard to explain.
"We're really married?"
ask her again seriously.
Emre sighed softly, with a quick movement of his index finger touching Elma's forehead.
"We've been married from yesterday-yesterday, indeed yesterday we married her playfully?"
Emre said quickly and then tried to get out of front of the girl.
Elma leaned her face, she pouted for a moment.
Emre opens the nightstand, grabs something inside and gives it to Elma.
A beautiful box containing an invitation was handed to Elma by Emre.
"This what?"
Ask Elma slowly.
Suddenly Emre was right behind him.
"Open up"
Emre whispered behind his ear.
Slowly Elma opened her up, she thought who was getting married.
As soon as Elma's beautiful eyeballs were rounded, quite unable to believe what she saw, as fast as lightning she turned her head towards Emre.
"Our wedding invitation?"
Ask her.
Their faces almost fused together, for a moment Elma winked her eyeballs in surprise Emre suddenly put her face right on Elma's shoulder.
"Likes?"
Emre asked suddenly, surprising Elma's feelings.
He looked back at the invitation, for a moment Elma gave a smile, then she widened her smile.
"How do you know I like black and gold?"
Elma asked as her eyeballs continued to pay attention to their invitation.
Emre was silent for a moment, and he could easily take a smile.
"Know enough"
Emre whispered softly behind his ears.
"So who wants to be revised?"
Ask Emre again.
"It's been good"
Answer her with a thumping feeling.
Don't know why but he felt so fond of her, looking beautiful when her name was engraved beautifully there.
"We will make a list of invitations, anyone you want to invite hmm?"
Ask Emre suddenly.
Elma was silent for a moment, then turned back to look at Emre.
"We're really married?"
Again he asked about it.
He was only hesitant about this marriage, like a fake wedding that was designed quickly suddenly.
She doesn't understand what else her heart is about Emre's feelings, she's just confused about how to go through this marriage.
For Elma they are clearly only strangers, who are accidentally betrothed but met by God in a unique way.
"We're really married, no charade, no contract marriage, no divorce hmm"
Emre fast.
"But we don't love each other"
The Elma protest was quick.
"As time goes by, we will understand where our hearts go"
After saying as soon as Emre grabbed the Invitation that was in Elma's hands, putting the Invitation up on the nightstand closet, he slowly touched Elma's face with both palms.
"I still had my doubts yesterday, but the more I came here the more convinced I felt, let's start things off slowly bit by bit"
Emre said softly as he continued to try to stare at Elma's eyeballs.
For a moment Elma stared into Emre's eyeballs, her mind becoming chaotic Instantly.
1 His memory of someone's speech.
When you feel comfortable next to someone believe me, it is one form of love that you never realized before.
Is he comfortable with this figure?
Elma was still fumbling around in this time.
When his mind raged into one, suddenly Emre slowly approached his face, then without the cue the man linked their lips.
For a moment Elma froze, her eyeballs clearly perfectly rounded, then she slowly closed her eyeballs.
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Forgive the slow ups in this novel, because there is a little problem about this novel before it with its double contract, because there is a little problem, byk pros and cons of fellow writers who happened in this novel until it had made down outhor to further nulis his🙏🙏🙏.
