
"You said your wife was very beautiful and attractive, and where was that woman? I have been waiting for his presence ever since. In fact he didn't come and that means he's not what you said." Ploy was still in a whispering state, he was very sure that one hundred percent of Zain was still alone and he only needed a little hard work to grab his man's heart. Inwardly, Ploy cheered happily, swearing she would get what her heart wanted and now was the time.
As the song of love reverberates throughout the Ballroom of the Hotel, hypnotizing everyone to feel how beautiful love is, and at the same time entering another figure than another, in terms of appearance he looks simple, but anyone who looks at his face will be amazed at the natural beauty.
He is Yuna Dinata. The woman who managed to steal everyone's attention as she came, the strange dressing style added with a black suit attached to her body, she did not look like she was going to attend a party, she said, but exactly he looks like a sweet cat who is lost and does not know the way home.
"Let go, I'll see my wife!" again Zain shook Ploy's hand and walked over to Yuna.
Yuna who knew herself to be the center of attention could only stand staring among the thousands of pairs of eyes that were currently staring at her with a look of disbelief.
Knowing the woman in the face with a strange look made Zain accelerate his footsteps, then scattered into Yuna's embrace.
"Why are you late?"
"What bodyguard drove you astray?"
"I will fire them for having dared to make me wait for you for so long!" Babe Zain whispered.
There was no reply from Yuna other than to tighten her embrace, she felt flattered Zain was waiting for her. And he felt it was not in vain to decide to return. After taking off the hug from her handsome husband, she stared intently at Ploy who was not too far away from her. In her heart she cursed the woman for daring to approach her husband.
Hid. That kind of woman who beat me? From any angle, he looks really bad. I'm sure that woman must have framed my Zain. Ploy grumbled in her heart, wanting to strangle the woman standing next to the man she had loved so much for the past eight years.
"I'm not actually late. When I arrived, you were talking to that woman." Babe Yuna pointed at Ploy with her chin.
"She looks flirtatious, you can talk to a woman like that. I can't pull you in front of everyone, I have to get out. Unfortunately, when I was about to leave, a kid bumped into me until my shirt got stained with ice cream." Yuna tried to explain at length.
"If the problem is like that, why didn't you call me? I can order my assistant to find you a dress that fits you."
Not yet had Yuna chimed in on her husband's words, some people greeted them and thrust their hands to shake hands with Zain.
Yuna looked at Zain with a questionable gaze, the man who became her husband kept many secrets. Yuna who did not mind everything could only smile as naturally as possible in front of her husband's guests.
"Can we talk?"
"Just a moment."
Yuna turned to the source of the voice, and found the woman behind her. Beautiful woman in super open clothes. Centil Ploy with all her annoyance.
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