Warning! Adult only. Sincerity of love does not have to have, but enough to see the loved one is not hurt. Love is complicated and drains tears. This story tells of a woman named "Meranti" who is trapped in love between two brothers. Where Mera didn’t expect at all when Brandy, the man who married her, turned out to be Abraham’s younger sister. And Abraham himself was a man who once fell in love to Mera. Mera found it difficult to accept that fact. Without Mera knowing, Abraham still has a big enough love for Mera. Because Abraham's love was too deep, one time, the man was desperate to enjoy Meranti's body even though it was forced. Mera considered Abraham's actions a tragedy. From that tragedy, both Mera and Abraham were constantly in guilt. Coupled with Mera's pregnancy. Where Abraham had high confidence that the fetus in Mera's belly was the fruit of his depraved deeds. But, was Abraham wrong? Is Mera wrong? How about Brandy? Let's read the story here... Thank youView More
"Abraham really knows what good food is," Brandy continued. "Abraham, what is this?” Mrs Jonathan touched Abraham's forehead. Everyone there glanced at Abraham. I gasped.It was a blue wound from the glass I threw at him at the villa. My God! I didn't think it would be that bad. "That's the former hit by the urn, Mom." Brandy said. I frowned. How could Brandy say that? "How come?" Mrs Jonathan is confused. "Abraham told me the story, Mom. Right, Abraham?" Brandy turned to Abraham. "Brandy is right. Because yesterday a cat entered my room and nudged the jar on the table, then hit my head which was bowing down," said Abraham explained I know he's lying. "Ouch, this is bad. Do you want me to get you some medicine?" "No need, ma'am. The pain is no longer felt. After all, I love the cat who made my head like this," Abraham said jokingly. I hate Abraham's jokes. Because I am the one who caused his head to be like that. Not
This afternoon, the car drove into a fairly majestic yard. We have spent a few days as newlyweds.Our honeymoon is over, And today we go home.On the terrace of the house, Mrs. Jonathan greeted us with a warm face. Several assistants immediately lifted our luggage from the car into the house. I just feel like a princess in this house. Everything is served. "Assalamualaikum," Brandy and I said at the same time while bowing slightly. "Waalaikum salam, welcome, my children." Said Nyonya Jonathan. Mrs. Jonathan's hand took me. Entering room after room which was quite spacious, finally Mrs. Jonathan invited me to sit on the sofa in the family room, followed by Brandy and Mrs. Jonathan. "Take a rest first. You must be tired." "Bagaimana? Apa Did you have a good holiday?" asked Mrs Jonathan again. "More than that, ma'am. Isn't that right, Mera?" Brandy turned her head. I nodded."Brandy's right, madam," I chimed in. "I am glad to
I put the apple slices that were still in my hands back on the table. Abraham again, Abraham again. As time goes on, this man just bores me more and more. "Why, honey?" Brandy touched my shoulder. "Not. I'm fine." I answered quickly. To avoid awkwardness, I went back to enjoying the apple slices that I had put on the table. I don't care about who buys it. Brandy also joined in to enjoy. In this heart, why did Abraham buy apples for us? Huh, I hope his intentions are sincere.*** A man sits on a chair in an inn room. He was facing the table with the laptop on it. On the laptop monitor, there is a photo of a woman with thick, shaggy black hair. The woman's body was not very tall, but it matched her perfect body shape and charming oval face. That woman has mastered Abraham's heart. "I hope you like the apple I sent earlier, Mera. Actually I really want to see you enjoying the apple voraciously, as I have often seen before." Abraham though
There are not many words that I can say at that time. Yet, with all our closeness, Abraham never once was overbearing. I mean, he never tried to touch me more than normal. Often in the early morning, I was surprised by the bouquet of flowers he put in front of the door. Usually in between the flowers he slips a piece of paper with the words love for me. When I say hungry, he will come with food in hand, or he will order the food I like. Once a week, he must have delivered the best quality apples which was more than enough for me to eat in a week. Yes, because that type of fruit is my favourite. He knows that. When I said I was bored, Abraham would take me on vacation to a romantic place and make my mind fresh again. I don't know how much time he gave for me. Often I saw jealous eyes from several pairs of eyes who witnessed our closeness. Apparently many also like the man who works as a data engineer at a prestigious company. I'm so stupid.
However, I didn't feel as special as Brandy thought. The proof that I'm here is mediocre. I'm an ordinary girl, not a graduate of Oxford or Cambridge, but a graduate of UI. I prefer local culture. Previously studied at the University of Melbourne, but not so long ago, I finally chose to return to Indonesia and continue my studies in this beloved country. Why go all the way abroad if in your own country there are also campuses that are no less qualified. But starting from Melbourne, I got to know Abraham. Suddenly the image of a moment a few years ago came back to fill my memory.*** At that time I walked out of the Student Accommodation area. In Indonesia, it is more similar to a student dormitory. I chose this place to live so I could be closer to campus. In addition, the facilities provided are quite complete. The environment is quite beautiful with verdant gardens to keep pace with the pace of construction of tall buildings. No wonder, because the city is a city
Chapter 15 The Past Moment I feel bad for Abraham's presence in this villa. I don't like it. I hastily changed clothes. In my heart I hoped Abraham would get out of here soon. I don't want to be bothered all the time because his presence could gradually make Brandy steal I didn't want to disappoint Brandy in the least because of Abraham's behavior. He said he wanted to go abroad, but why hasn't the man left yet? Was it just a trick? To make me happy? Weird man. I'd be happier when you finally did go abroad, Abraham. It means I will feel safe from you who I have treated like a ghost. Di it's raining hard out there. It was getting dark. I pulled the blanket. Cover my body to be warmer. After a while, the two men entered. Brandy and Abraham at first glance look almost the same. It's just that Kevin Abraham is taller and more muscular than Brandy. But that doesn't mean my husband's Brandy is any less attractive. Brandy actually seems friendlier and more co
Chapter 14 Forgetting Isn't Easy "Where are the insects?" I went back to what Brandy had said. "No bugs, honey. There's this," Brandy handed the box into my hands. I greeted it cheerfully. "What is this? For me? Very beautiful!" repeat me again. "Yes, Mera. I bought this gift especially for you. You can open it!" "Oooh, thank you, thank you." Slowly I opened the small box. What...? As soon as I opened the box, I saw a fine and elegant silver chain with a sparkling blue eye pendant. I was amazed. "How? Do you like it?" asked Brandy asking for my opinion. "Ooh, of course, of course. Mmm, on the other hand wouldn't it be worth spending money to buy me a present as good as this? It must be very expensive," I said. My heart is not good I looked at the necklace carefully, I know, not just anyone can buy expensive things with a pendant as beautiful as this. "It's not appropriate for a husband to feel at a loss to make his wife h
"What's with that man?" "Maybe he wants to enjoy the rain." I answered casually. "Poor Abraham, have to be alone. But it's your fault why you don't want to get married soon." Brandy said with a chuckle. "Come on, let's go in! the weather is getting colder. It looks like it's going to be raining soon." Suddenly Brandy carried me. "What is this? I can walk alone," I said. "It doesn't matter." Brandy kept me in. "My wife is not too heavy for me to lift," he said as he sat me down on the sofa. Brandy also lay down beside me. He drew near. His behavior excites me. "Wait a minute, I'll make a warm drink for both of us?" he said. "Just let me!" I shouted. While I was busy brewing a drink, Brandy was still clinging naughty by hugging and teasing me from behind "If my wife made it, surely the drink would be warmer," he joked. The drink I just poured smoked. "Let me carry it," said Brandy. A cold atmosp
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