Affair With CEO
Evil will not survive

“I miss you, Kiran.” Kendrick hugged his wife from behind. Hiding his face on the neck of the wife while feeling the smell of the body that is so missed.

“I'm almost crazy to think of you,” Kirana replied while rubbing her husband's hair.

Kirana turned around and hugged her husband tightly. Devouring the longing that almost killed him slowly.

“Sorry for making you worry.”

“I believe you will keep your promise. Even if the whole world forgets you, you will always live in my heart and memories.”

Kendrick smiled and hugged. His lips peeked at the top of his wife's head repeatedly in love.

“So Mr Rajendra is not at all involved with anything we experience?” ask Kirana seriously.

“It was precisely he who told me about Sisil's plan. He let me misunderstand and hate him even more,” Kendrick said a little regretfully.

“The scandal is sticking out too because there is Mr Rajendra behind him?”

Kendrick nodded for sure. Not denying that there is involvement of the father to make the woman bear the consequences of all his actions.

“What will happen next? Please don't keep anything secret with me anymore,” ask Kirana in earnest. He wants to be a place to share any problems. Not just want to sip the pleasure of being happy.

“All the crimes of Sisil and Axel are already in the hands of the police. Just pick them up,” Kendrick said making Kirana's eyes wide.

“What crime?”

“Destroying Mama Denisa,” says Kendrick.

Kirana's heart pumps faster. So it is true that the death of Kendrick's biological mother is not an ordinary death, but it has been planned for a long time.

“Many crimes they committed, Kiran. But they can get away with it because of the money that speaks. But I'm sure this time they won't get away with it because I'll be guarding the case myself. Not only get the law of the country, they also get social sanctions for the disgusting deeds done.”

“I didn't expect. It turns out that such crimes really exist and not just exist in sinetron.”

Kendrick chuckles at the innocence of his wife.

Kirana is still trying to deny that the affairs of the rich, their problems are even more terrible than the poor who are just busy thinking about the contents of the stomach.

“They were also involved in the death of Mrs Hera. You'd be surprised if you knew who did it.”

“Who?”

“The affair of your ex-husband.”

Kirana is gawking. Why can those people do all kinds of things whose purpose is only to the pleasure of the world. But treasure is not everything and it will not be carried to death. However, many people justify all means to get it.

How lyrical.

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Sisil woke up with a crumpled body. Last night he fell asleep in a sitting position in the middle of a room that was like a broken ship. All things were scattered and messy due to his anger.

Again the sound of a bell ringing in front of the room made him groan slowly.

Sisil immediately tidied up her messy hair and headed for the door to open it. How dare those servants bother him. Damn it.

However, when the door opened instead of being welcomed by the servants, his eyes were presented with a scene that immediately made his eyeballs change. His body suddenly trembled holding something back.

He looked around. Not a single waiter was seen passing by. Not even from the ground floor could there be any signs of life.

Where did all the servants go?

“We have obtained permission from Mr. Rajendra as the owner of the house and your husband.”

Shit, what do you want Rajendra!

“What need did you come looking for me? Then where is my husband?” sisil asked began to be struck by an erratic feeling.

One of the policemen took out a letter and handed it to Sisil who quickly received it and opened it.

Arrest warrant.

Sisil retreated for a few steps. He really did not understand why the police could know about the long-kept secret of the meeting. Maybe only God knows what to do.

The two female attendants came forward and slightly pulled Sisil's wrist to make her approach.

“Badness, don't touch me!” pekik Sisil was angry, but ignored. The two officers gripped Sisil's wrist tightly.

“According to course or we have to use our way to bring you,” said the policewoman flatly.

“I need to change clothes, I need to tell my husband and contact a lawyer.” Sisil kept trying to figure out a way to reverse time.

“You can contact them at the office, Mistress.”

“Look at my looks! I need to wash my face and change my clothes. There is no way I came to the police station with this face,” Sisil said holding back anger. His voice was made as calm as possible even though it was all inversely proportional to the feelings of anxiety and anxiety felt.

Finally the police who led Sisil's arrest nodded in giving it a chance. However, he still had to be escorted by two female policemen to accompany him.

Even in the room, when Sisil intended to take his smartphone, it immediately changed hands towards the police.

“You can contact anyone, but later when at the police station. Your phone will be an item of evidence,” said the policeman with a faint smile and immediately pocketed it.

Sisil growled furiously, he stared at the policeman sharply and vexedly.

“Look at it, I'll mark you. When I'm free, I make sure you'll lose your life,” muttered Sisil quietly, barely audible.

After cleaning up and changing clothes, Sisil finally relented and joined the police voluntarily. As he went downstairs, he wondered why the house looked so quiet. Not as usual. There was no waiter activity, no sign of Rajendra's whereabouts that should have prevented the police from taking him in his good name.

“I need to see my husband for a while,” said Sisil stopped stepping, making all the police stop.

“You can do it later, because your husband is not home.”

“Where do you know?” Sisil was astonished.

“Your own husband said it. He also allowed us to come in and see you.”

Again and again Sisil growled furiously. He cursed Rajendra, who left him without even news, like a stupid wife who knew nothing about her husband's whereabouts.

Want to not want Sisil finally resigned and obey.

To Be Continue ....