Sinar Cinta Ramadhan
Like a Vast Predator

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Togetherness now gives their families, no more misunderstandings that stifle the chest. Although not living one roof Aditama wants to guarantee the life of Rama. Although Rama refused, but Aditama forced as a form of redeeming his mistakes so far that could not help Fauziah take care of him. With the approval of Nesa Aditama gave one company to Rama for him to manage.

Rama looked hesitant, he glanced at the mother asking for her opinion. Even though Rama deserves the love and affection of his father. Fauziah nodded slowly and winked giving him the code to receive it. They agreed after graduation Rama would start running his company.

After Aditama's departure from his home. Fauziah gave advice to the son.

"Listen to Mom, Ram! You are entitled to what your father gave you, but I tell you not to darken your eyes. Treasure does not always make us happy, you keep the harmony of your household with Laila. You need to know, the company world is not like our world. As the owner of the company, you will be faced with a variety of problems. If necessary, make your wife your Secretary your Assistant. I don't want any other woman to tease you."

Rama smiled at all the words of his mother. "Why be an overprotective mom anyway? Laila said nothing. Lagian Laila is a candidate for a professional surgeon, who may be Rama's secretary. Laila has her own career" Rama told her mother.

"Yes, Mom. Rama bener's. Laila could not have been Rama's secretary. Since childhood, Laila aspired to become a surgeon. I don't need to worry, Laila believes in Rama very much" Laila said with a smile.

"Of course, Rama also strongly believes in Laila. Although there may be many young doctors who tease him," said Rama accompanied by a joke.

Laila pinched her husband's waist. It made Rama complain. "www."

"Kok's on the pinch, anyway. It is true," said Rama.

Fauzih simply smiled, then let out a long sigh and threw it away slowly, hearing this speech of his son and daughter-in-law. "You can never understand Mom's worries. I just want you guys to always be happy."

Rama and Laila exchanged lyrics and carved out their beautiful smiles. In unison they embraced the loving mother. They kept their chins on the mother's shoulder on each side.

"Thank you, I've been worried about us. From what Mother has experienced we will take away her wisdom. Hopefully all that never happens to us," said Rama followed by a nod Laila.

Mother rubbed the head of the child and his daughter-in-law with one hand at the side of each.

"Mother will always pray, may you always be given happiness, and always together until death separates. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin" said Rama and Laila together.

Rama and Laila broke her arms, and sat down before Fauziah.

"Formerly Rama had spoken to Laila. Rama will give a living with the results of Rama's own efforts. Although now the father gave his company to Rama, but little by little Rama will also build his own company from scratch, so that Rama can feel the hard work of Dad building his company like what, so that Rama can feel the work of his father, so that Rama will not waste it," said Rama full of confidence.

"Mom only gives advice, all you still run, which surely you never make a decision when still controlled by emotions, like what you once did." Fauziah tried to carve out his smile, though it was heavy. I don't know why Fauziah was so worried about his son.

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"Isn't this already a month of our marriage? Coupled with the distance from the time of the incident until the wedding day, it was already over." Nur thought with his serious face.

"Not a single sign of pregnancy on me, that means I'm not pregnant!" Nur jumped up in excitement, then hugged Radit who was next to him at a glance, unconsciously.

The deg!

Suddenly Radit's heart was racing, unlike his usual sense of this. Besides, this is Nur's first hug to her.

Nur was still unaware of his actions, after breaking his embrace on Radit, he danced with excitement.

"Yes, thank God. I'm very happy" Nur said happily.

Radit bowed his head by showing his sluggish face, he pulled himself over to the window.

As Nur stopped his actions, he approached Radit, and cast his gaze toward the sky.

"I'm sorry Radit. I know you're very good, but I want to divorce you" Nur said honestly.

Radit tried to calm himself down. "Nur, this is a wedding, not a game. Don't you want to try to stick with me" Radit said weakly.

Nur frowned, and turned Radit's body to face him.

"Radit, I told you, I'll part with you, if I don't get pregnant. Why are you asking me to try to survive. You know very well if I-"

"Love Rama." Radit cut Nur's speech.

Nur turned his gaze, looking back at the sky. "Yes, I don't have to keep repeating."

"Then, what are you going to do after this? Pursuing Rama's love, destroying his happiness with Laila? What kind of love is this Nur?" Radit slightly suppressed his voice.

"My love is true love, it won't be easy to die. Unlike your love for Laila, who just died," Nur said as she drew her sharp gaze on Radit.

"It is not better to knit a new love, than to maintain a love that will make your heart more hurt. Do you think you will be happy with Rama, and vice versa."

"Of course, I will make Rama happy, I will make him love me" Nur said confidently.

"You impose your will, Nur." Radit pressed his voice back.

"I don't care" Nur replied in an equally high voice.

"Then I don't care either. If you want to force yourself on Rama. Then I will also force you to stay with me!" radit said with annoyance.

The deg!

"Roman!" Tekjut.

"Shut up, Nur! You should know what it's like if love is forced!" Radit held onto both of Nur's shoulders and then carried her by force.

"Let go, Radit! What are you doing?" nur Nur Saya rebelled.

Radit ignored, he continued to step up and dropped Nur on the bed.

Radit looked at Nur like a fierce predator, as if he wanted to pounce on him. He unbuttoned his shirt, and approached Nur.

"Roman!" Nur exclaimed with fear. He retreated to the end of the bed.

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