Forced to Become an Actor
Where is the sick?

Alea came home with her husband. When Tristan arrives, Alea becomes frightened, fearing that Tristan will learn of Saras's mother's treatment of her.

It was nothing, Alea just did not want if the relationship between mother and child was increasingly stretched because of her.

"Darling, would you like to stop by to buy something?" ask Tristan gently.

Alea turned, he shook his head. "No, Mas. I don't want anything, just go home and rest." Answer Alea.

Tristan held onto his wife's head, then rubbed Alea's hair affectionately.

"All right, Mrs Sagara Kusuma. We go home and get some rest" Tristan said.

Alea simply replied with a smile. He did not say too much, for some reason his head suddenly throbbed.

"How's Fade doing?" tristan asked just to fill the time until they got home.

"That's, Mom. I was even quite offended to hear his words that dropped my brother." Alea answered with a long sigh.

Tristan held the back of his wife's hand, and brought it for her to kiss.

"I know how you feel, but I also know how Fade loves your sister." Tristan said without looking at his wife.

"You mean?" aela asked not to understand.

"Remember when you and your sister were kidnapped? Fade and I worked together to find you. At that moment I saw how worried he was, just like me." Tristan answered, explaining.

Alea listened carefully, although Tristan's words might be true, but still Alea could not take it for granted if someone insulted her brother.

Yes, Alea knew Fade was losing his memory, but what mouth the man could not strain a little before saying a no-no about his brother.

"Maybe you're right, Mum. But do you know? I'd love to throw Fade in the face with anything every guy talks bad about my brother!!" firda said in a loud voice, a mixture of annoyance and grumbling.

Tristan laughed, he felt anxious to see his wife's face now. Alea seemed to be holding back emotions.

"Patience, Honey. Don't be that emotional, your face is getting prettier." Tristan's words were accompanied by a mace.

Alea turned his head, he narrowed his eyes with a full-fledged look.

"No need to be lazy, then the ends ask for rations!" ketus Alea folded his hands on his chest.

Tristan laughed more, it turns out his wife was already very familiar with his lustful habits. But trust me that Tristan is like this only to Alea, his wife.

"Know that, honey. Later that night, shall I?" tristan asked while raising his eyebrows.

"Fuck, no. Just asked yesterday, time asked again." Alea replied a little whining.

Tristan pressed the horn as his car reached the gate of his house. When the gate was opened, Tristan entered.

"Dear, how?" ask Tristan.

"What the hell, don't want ah. You're gonna play for hours, I'm gonna break my waist." Answer Alea sewot.

Alea got out of the car first, she went straight into the house, leaving her husband just like that.

When she reached the living room, Alea stopped because she somehow felt sorry for her husband.

Just got home from work, Alea was angry. Alea felt guilty.

Not long after Tristan came with his briefcase, surprised to see his wife still there, he thought Alea had entered the room.

"Mas .." Alea whined and hugged her husband.

"Why hmm, wasn't she angry?" tristan asked with a laugh.

Tristan shrugs his wife's shoulders and invites Alea to his room. They both need to clean up immediately.

"I don't know why, lately I feel my emotions going up and down, Mas. I'm sorry, I was angry with you." Alea raised his head.

"Yes, Honey. It's okay, maybe you want to come monthly guests." Reply Tristan nodded in understanding.

Alea and Tristan went into their room. Alea looked gawking after hearing her husband speak.

"What did you say? Monthly guest?" ask Alea.

Tristan threw his briefcase on the sofa, held his wife's arms and held her slightly.

"Awww.." Alea suddenly grimaced, but a moment later she laughed.

"Mas, you take a shower first. Eumm ... I'll get you dressed, " Alea diverted the conversation.

"Where is sick?" instead of answering his wife, Tristan asked.

"Huh? Mean you?" aela asked pretending not to understand.

"Where's the pain, honey?" tristan repeated his question.

"What pain, Mas. I don't hurt anything" Alea replied a little nervously.

Tristan unbuttoned the blouse hand that Alea was wearing, then rolled her up until a bruise on Alea's hand was seen.

Tristan was surprised not to play, he was surprised to see a bruise that was purplish in the hands of his wife.

"Darling, what's the matter?" ask Tristan.

"I'm falling, Mas. Yes, I fell in the bathroom earlier," Alea replied.

Tristan narrowed his eyes, he could not believe it because even if Alea fell, his injuries would definitely not bear it. It could be on the shoulder or elbow, but this? It's on the shoulder arm.

"Don't lie, honey. You know I don't like lying." Pinta Tristan soft, but impressed firmly.

"I'm not boh–" Alea's words stopped as Tristan spoke again.

"You want me to ask the waiter at home?" tristan asked slowly, but still firmly.

"Don't, Mas!" Alea answered quickly.

Alea didn't want the servants to get angry with Tristan, this was the case then the servants didn't need to get involved.

"I really fell, Mom. Why don't you believe it?" asked Alea sadly.

Tristan cupped his wife's pretty face, then pulled Alea into his arms.

"I am a medicine." Tristan.

Tristan let go of his embrace, and he invited Alea to sit on the sofa. He also took out the p3k box that was in the desk drawer.

"Why aren't you on medication, or are you calling a doctor?" tristan asked as he applied the ointment to Alea's wound.

Alea kissed Tristan's cheek. It turned out that it was not only Tristan who was good at taking advantage of the situation, but Alea as well.

Alea did that of course to divert Tristan's annoyance.

"less." Tristan pointed to his right cheek.

Alea laughed, she immediately kissed her husband's right cheek and ended with a light kiss on the lips.

"My smart wife took advantage of the situation." Tristan whispered while kissing Alea's forehead.

Although Tristan now seemed to have believed, in his heart he was still wondering. Tristan knows that his wife is lying, so he will ask the waiter and check the house cctv.

WADUHH, TRISTAN CAN WRATH NIH😌

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