
Delon was now walking behind Zifana, as if he was unfamiliar, and this was the request of the arrogant Miss. Indeed their marriage status until now is not known to the public, but for Delon he no longer wants to keep the status of his marriage.
Zifana his wife, if anyone asked the closeness of the two, he would answer like that. Talk about the reception to Zifana? That the arrogant Miss is still a big selling snitch to him. Even still traveling with a hijab mask that hides his face.
After reaching the lobby, Delon could no longer walk behind the tail. He grabbed Zifana's hand and clasped the beautiful woman's hand, pulling Zifana's hand so that Delon was a little faster than her.
Zifana widened her eyes, how could Delon do this?
"Sir, why are you in the trailer?" he was upset when he saw the gazes of many people staring at him.
Arzenio Delon willantama, the man was silent not answering the question posed by Zifana which for him is very insignificant.
"Sister, you agreed not to overdo it!" pissed off Zifana again.
Delon stopped suddenly and turned his steps towards Zifana. Zifana who had no disc brakes hit the chest of the man's field, and the two looked at each other. Delon, who is on the low rungs, can now look intensely with Zifana because the two are almost parallel.
"So I've followed your will" said Delon, raising the corner of his lips, commenting on a faint smile.
Zifana widened her eyes, five minutes according to? then defiant? Oh so so is that? So irritating. Zifana let out a long sigh, both of them became the center of attention and passed by. Make sure they are watching, some even take pictures. And certainly the face of Zifana makes many people curious.
"Listen to me Miss, being with Vely I'm like having a mistress. Although status is clear, but not once did Vely go with me like other couples. Even you have also been saved because of my marital status with Vely. And now you're asking me to hide our affection?" ask Delon.
Zifana looked silent, staring at the cold-looking Delon.
"You're my wife, I don't care if you reject the arrogant Miss" Delon said in a stern voice. A cold voice, as if intimidating Zifana.
Zifana blinked a few times, her beautiful eyeballs seemed to sparkle. For him Delon is very sweet, actually he does not want Delon to get a lot of gossip because their status is not yet known to the public. But hearing Delon's words made him sure that Delon no longer wanted to hide himself.
"Are you sure, brother?" asked Zifana as if to affirm.
"You're my wife, Zifa. Do I need to tell the public right now?" ask Delon.
Zifana shook her head, somehow the public looked at her, she didn't care. After all his face was covered in a mask, and it had already made him a little bit safe.
"Let them be curious" Delon said again, then reversed his steps and pulled Zifana towards the car.
Zifana bowed her face, refusing also free, because in the end Delon would never budge.
Whispers of people above, below, in the parking lot, sound very enthusiastic about talking about the closeness of the CEO of the group with a hijab woman who, no matter who, they do not know.
They seemed curious, because never once did Delon along with women, even though he was rumored to have had a daughter. The princess? Even the beautiful princess who had appeared with him several times, was never seen with him again.
"What is his wife? It was reported that Mr. Delon was also married" said one of them.
"Yes maybe, if not his wife who would be held like that. Not a mahrom" said another.
"Where do you know me, maybe. Not to rule out the possibility, it's one of the artists. Hidden by his face, it was also some time ago reportedly close to his model named Ziera," said another.
"Ziera?" ask the others.
"Yes, beautiful models that market the latest cars and make a lot of profit. After that Mr. Delon went abroad, even Miss Ziera herself was also unknown whereabouts. It's possible that they got married and Miss Ziera changed her appearance" said another.
"So then, we should work again" said one of them and disbanded.
Delon and Zifana continued to move calmly, Delon did not care. Now he opens the car door for Zifana. Zifana came in, Delon immediately closed the car and ran small towards the wheel. He drove his car towards the city center. She had already made an agreement with Asti and her husband to meet downtown.
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