Chasing Love Husband Cold
Once Seduced, Now Seduced.

"What do you guys get?."

Hary sat leaning against a single sofa, asking and staring at a man sitting opposite her. Today, his man-in-law came up with some evidence at his request.

"Sorry before, do you suspect anyone?."

Hary shut up and thought. Suspect someone?. Ah, I don't know.

"Once again, I suspect my own private driver." Regarding the deal with Dilara that leaked until Alan's ears, Hary will still find out who did it. He suspects his personal driver because he is the only one who has always been with him.

"Unfortunately it's not your personal driver who did it."

"Then who?." If not the driver, then who.

The man in front of Hary opened an envelope and took out a photograph.

"One of your grandchildren's domestic assistants did."

Hary gasps, Alan's housekeeper?.

"Fuckin' it." Hary squeezed the photo after observing her face. She is Alan's younger household assistant.

"I think he's working for someone. Maybe every time you and your lady talk about something important at home, she's always stealing a listen."

"Fucking Goddamn it!." Unfortunately all this time Hary was not aware if he was being spied on. He was also unsuspecting as the Assistant looked ordinary.

"Loss has already paid it dearly if it is not able to maintain the dignity of its employer. He should not have stolen the hearing or meddled in the affairs of the employer. He's so sassy." Indeed Alan get the workers in his house through a special foundation, also pay them with a lot of rupiah. Of course, when training they have been guided to work professionally and know the rules. But this...

"I'm sure if he's getting a bigger paycheck, if that's not where he's willing to do it." There is no one who is not tempted by money. If the money is bigger, then the illegal ones will be considered halal.

"It's possible, sir. Or he could be under threat."

Hary thunts. Ah no, if you get a threat why didn't the Assistant report?.

"Then what is your plan, will it lead him to pursue the law or punish him in your own way?."

Hary was silent for a moment.

"You still have to figure out who the main suspect is, and for that woman, let me take care of it. I'll pretend I don't know. Looks normal but secretly I'll observe his movements."

The man nodded his head. I like Alan's idea. Meanwhile it's a tough task for him to find the main suspect. For the people closest to him has not suspected anyone but if others, I don't know. He has to work harder.

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Hary didn't let Dilara reflect or be alone at all. Dilara must be pampered and she must be made happy at all times. Hary plays a very good role. The man was even more nimble than a husband to a pregnant wife.

Dilara was not allowed to leave the house but he got all the facilities he wanted. Every day, Dilara always indulges. Any form of body care he can, from head to toe. For shopping, the woman stayed 'click' and the desired item will reach home less than 24 hours. Dilara is treated like a queen by Hary.

Not because she was pregnant with the guardianship of Wirdo Hutomo Corp, but Hary already loved Dilara as his own grandson. As for Alan, after the incident Hary no longer cared.

Alan was seen wanting to visit Grandfather several times but was always rejected. Hary who was fed up, did not even want to see him at all.

Until two weeks have passed. Alan resigned, this is the umpteenth time he knocked on the gate of the Grandfather's residence with hope that he would be given access.

The sky is late. Alan, who had just returned from work, chose to stop over despite always being rejected. Indeed, he not only wants to meet the Grandfather but also Dilara.

Dilara, how are you?.

For more than two weeks she had not seen Dilara's face, as if a part of her life had been lost. Slender. Alan even often mused after the departure of the wife. Strange, didn't your wife leave because you were kicked out?.

"Sorry, Young Master. Still on the orders of the Great Lord, you are not allowed to enter."

Alan clenched both hands and sighed deeply, again his presence was denied.

"Uncle, please. I didn't come to see Grandpa but wanted to see my wife."

Only the head of the gatekeeper was obtained. Alan didn't leave right away. He stood still and remained silent. Who knows if a miracle will come. Dilara looked and told him to come in. The smile on Alan's lips grew. Dilara's pretty face filled the mind. The soft voice of the teasing as well as the seductive words that came out from Dilara's tiny lips, Alan longed for it.

"What's wrong, why are you looking at me like that?." Alan grumbled at the guard who was staring strangely at him. While the guard, just bowed his head.

Strange base, wong situ who smiles himself trus nendang pager suddenly, I see no accept. I was shocked, afraid that it suddenly happened.

The guard could only grumble inwardly. Apparently Hary came out the main door with his personal driver. Hary seemed to be traveling.

"Grandfather." As soon as he saw the opportunity, Alan immediately shouted calling Grandpa's name.

Hary cringing. He who was about to enter the car, undo the intention.

"Grandfather, come. Allow your granddaughter to come in. My body itches, the mosquitoes in Grandpa's house are so fierce to bite me." Alan pretended to scratch his arms and nape, while Hary just crossed his arms and looked at the granddaughter from a distance.

"Well, Grandpa thinks all the mosquitoes in this house are girls so tempted by your body odor."

"Grandfather, come. Let me in. There's something important I need to talk to Grandpa about."

Lazily arguing, Hary finally orders the guards to open the gate.

"Yes." Yeah." Alan cheered with excitement. "God, I've never been this happy when I walked into Grandpa's house." Alan continued muttering while Hary was just shaking his head.

Hary invites the granddaughter to sit in the living room. Alan was silent, didn't he say he wanted to talk important.

"Huh, why shut up. Didn't you go to Grandpa to talk about something important?."

"That's it, anu," said Alan as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Anu-anu what?. Anu anu?."

"Eum.."

Footsteps are heard from the stairs. Hary and Alan simultaneously shifted their gaze towards the stairs.

Alan hoisted. There, Dilara was walking down the stairs. Tonight the 18-year-old woman looks beautiful and fresh with a knee-length evening dress wrapped in her synthetic body

Alan swallowed. Especially when staring at the part of the wife's chest that looks faint from behind her armless clothes.

"Hey, what are you looking at?." Hary asked half-stomped. "Well, why just shut up?."

Alan didn't comment on Grandpa's words. He was busy staring at Dilara who seemed not to see him. Down the stairs without even looking at it.

Oh, my God, why is he?.

Dilara was seen holding an empty glass. He seemed to be drinking water in the kitchen.

Like intentionally, Dilara walked casually until his waist and his puppet also swayed in rhythm. Alan had trouble breathing, he was about to sound lucky to call his wife but Hary again snapped at him.

"Well," complained Alan when Dilara's body was invisible.

A few seconds later the smile on the man's lips flared up as the wife returned with a full glass of water.

My wife is thirsty.

But again Alan like slapped reality, Dilara did not look at him at all. My God, what dreams Alan had last night until invisible in front of his own wife.

Dilara took a relaxed step back. Climb each step of the stairs to the top floor of the Hary residence.

Alan was crying in his heart. This time, for the first time she was ignored by Dilara. Alan was still stealing glances, staring at the stairs where Dilara's beautiful body actually looked more tempting when he was two-bodied.

While Hary, the old man as much as possible held his laughter so as not to explode at any time. Inwardly he gave two thumbs up to Dilara's action who deliberately teased Alan in silence.

Gokil you, Dilara. Isn't the fridge in your room, so why are you looking for drinking water to get down to the kitchen. Buahaha...

TBC.