Bad Husband Mask Fake
Chapters 37. The Formula Doesn't Make Sense

Michael sighed harshly, trying to be patient."Which hotel are you staying at?" tanyakanya.

"White champaka, room Ma'am Claudia 23 B. But now we're still in the club's night area, VVIP 327. Ms. Claudia is being embraced I'm anxious..." Say someone across there.

"I'll be there! Don't let him be touched. If not, I'll make the calculations with you guys myself." A threat from Michael shuts down his call.

Can't do anything. He immediately picked up his wallet and went down still wearing a pajama suit with cute bunny-shaped sandals. Remember that! Michael doesn't have a car, let alone drive. He is not like the male lead who immediately took the keys of a sports car, then drove like a wild race.

Life was so slow for him, when waiting for the bus that according to the schedule will pass in 10 minutes. When he got on, there were several women and men on the bus, staring at him who looked anxious. Handsome man, disheveled hair, seductive smile, body shape wrapped in blue Dongker pajamas with Doraemon motifs, plus home-made slipper sandals in the form of rabbit fur.

Holy hooch! It's adorable! Not the image of a cool man like in the movies but the image of an innocent innocent innocent angel. Making all the women who were there unable to take his eyes off.

"Darling!" Snapped one of the male passengers who was carrying his girlfriend.

"Just a second!" The woman took a picture of Michael secretly. When else can you see the faces of real-world artists.

The artist? Even the stripping soap opera artist lost away from this plain angel. Really good guy image attached.

Not paying attention to everything, what was in Michael's brain was Claudia's body being touched carelessly by another man.

He wants to arrive soon, the hotel is actually not far from the apartment. Maybe the real reason Claudia stayed over didn't want her to meet anyone who drove Claudia home later.

But what can be said. Her Majesty's husband is almost here. Will drag his noble wife home.

*

What the hell is going on? Some employees and employees were there. They don't drink as much as Claudia who has to toast many times with clients.

Their client had gone home earlier. Wh why? This is all their plan, will reveal who is the real husband of Ms. Claudia. The woman's spy reported every employee's fault.

There were several new child candidates in their minds. Production manager, new marketing staff, or maybe a new kid from finance staff. Wh why? Only those who were handsome enough to be candidates for Claudia's famous husband had high tastes.

"I bet the production staff!" A woman with glasses.

"No! It's clearly the manager! Ms. Claudia will definitely choose a future husband from the upper caste!" An employee with an enthusiastic bowl haircut.

The five of them were in the VVIP club's room that night. Making Claudia completely unconscious because of drunkenness was their goal. That way the spies in the company will be revealed. So they are more alert to face it.

Wait out? That's what they do. What's in their arms? Mature man, cool, established and smart. At least on a level with Evan, the man who made a Claudia beg for love.

Claudia's Phonecell is ringing again with the name of her husband's noble caller. Quickly one of the women raised him.

"I've been in front of the club'night. What about Claudia?" Someone's question from across there.

"Don't! Don't touch Claudia again!" The woman pretended to panic. I want the young man to come in soon.

And sure enough, the call was switched off.

Their hearts beat fast even though they were not in love. Waiting, who exactly is the spy among the staff and managers.

When the doorknob starts to move, tension occurs. They are ready in all conditions. What kind of face of a creature that likes to complain about it.

In the end, the door opened as well. Adult men? Creepy image? Everything disappeared in an instant. A young man was standing there. At first he looked coldly, but at the end he smiled sweetly when he saw Claudia falling asleep in full clothes.

A young man wearing blue dongker pajamas contrasted with his white skin. Who says the image of a bad boy is forever alluring?

The young man with a charming face made the mature women like they had an instinct to protect. He wanted his heart to be played by this young man.

"What a refreshing sight!"

"How much money? Are you still a student?"

"Geez!"

"Crazy!"

That's what the five people said. Yet the young man still smiled carrying a small knife in his hand. A knife that was not so big, he borrowed it to the bartender. It will be used to send the man who touched his wife to the afterlife.

"Good night, my husband Claudia. Can I bring my wife home?" he asked, full of manners like a good man is innocent.

"Si.. please!" Saying a woman with glasses is nervous.

Michael approached, observing Claudia's state closely. Not touched at all, so this is just a lie.

"Sorry! We're just wondering what kind of husband Ms. Claudia is." Employees with a bowl-shaped haircut say.

"It's okay, but you're lucky." Michael still smiled warmly, giving the little knife he carried to the employee."Return it to the bartender. Tell me I'm sorry I meant to kill people with his knife."

"Campus!" One word in the minds of the five people spelled it all out. This kind-faced man, not clean-spirited.

Lifting Claudia's body, after draping the bag on her shoulder. Michael stopped his steps for a moment."Your names are Irwan, Ira, Santi, Sukma, Darja. I remember everything and I'm always watching you."

The five people who gulped down rough saliva. This guy actually works in an office. But they never saw this face at all. If there is someone like this in the office, then maybe one office will talk about it quickly. The most popular handsome guy, even surpassing Evan. But unfortunately, he is like a psychopath.

When Michael had left, the five people could only be stunned.

"In..who is he?" Ask the guy with the haircut bowl.

"If there was such a handsome man in the office I would have known!" Shouted female with glasses.

"Are we going to get fired?" ask the other woman.

"We're going to be targeted by a serial killer..." Another employee replied with a deathly pale face.

*

There is no other option, the distance to go home is quite far he also had to ride the bus. Michael therefore decided to go up to the third floor of the building. The hotel room that Claudia had booked.

Having trouble opening the door? He dropped it off for a moment. Then open the door, lift it back in.

Unexpectedly, his wife was really drunk. The body was placed on the bed. However, without realizing it Claudia's eyes opened.

"You showed up in my dreams again." Claudia muttered looking at the face of the young man commonly seen in her dreams.

"the dream? Claudia This--" Michael's sentence stopped. Claudia pulled his hand.

Dropped him in the present position of Claudia sitting on top of his body."Don't pretend you don't know. We are used to doing this, right? Even the last time you used handcuffs on my hands. Keep raining on me even if I say I'm tired."

Claudia started to undress herself. Women who think this is just a dream due to the influence of alcohol. Dreams that often come to him, where men with this face, often do hot things with him.

This face? Aye! The man in his dream was this man.

"What's going on!?" Shouted Michael.