My Cold Husband Is Gentleman's
48. INTRICATELY

Brakes

Simon closed his eyes, as again various objects floated before him. This is the tenth time, (Gerry), his young boss threw all the stuff on his desk.

"Damn! Shit!" amuk Gery and trample the pieces of goods that have melted.

Simon just fell silent. Ever since I don't know what makes his young boss is in a fog like this. Since receiving the report jimmy (Assistant), suddenly Gerry turned into this.

"Huh, shit! So all this time I've been searching for it?" hiss Gerry while staring at the lollipop he was holding.

Simon just fell silent and did not intend to chimed in with his superiors.

Trakkkkk

The lollipop that was in Gerry's grasp in an instant crumbled and shattered into pieces. A cynical smile appeared on Gerry's lips after crushing him.

Damnit damnit! He never thought it turned out his first love (Keylin), had married someone else. For almost five years he waited for the woman he adored.

He thought, everything would go smoothly, if he finished massalu they both. But again fate betrayed him. The woman he loved, now owned by someone else. What a cruel fate!

If fate has a form, then he has made sure, he will kill him.

"Hahh" Gerry brushed her hair.

"If you knew, you'd be owned by someone else. I should have tied your neck tight. It's a waste that I'm being generous to them!" pick Gerry up a cigarette and cover it on his thin lips.

Gerry throws a map into Simon's face. "Come. Find the identity of her husband. After that, tell me at seven o'clock tonight. Remember that! I hate stupid and catfish!" gerry said and went back to sipping his cigarette.

Simon looked down "Well, excuse me."

After closing Gerry's workroom, Simon was clucking lazily.

"Huh Crazy fuck!" snort Simon with his flat face.

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Drttt drttt

Akbar rubbed his eyes, as his phone on the nightstand shook. Akbar instantly answered the incoming call coming from Leri.

"Hello"

"Sorry to bother you. Did you just wake up?"

"Hn, what's wrong?"

"Look, can you help me check the files of the biort group? I heard something was missing from his calculations"

"All right"

"Ck, you're too to the point. All right, I'll close it first. Sorry for bothering you"

"Hn"

After the call from Leri stopped, Akbar immediately woke up from his sleep.

"Emnghh Mas"

Keylin pulled Akbar's arm as her husband was about to get up from the bed.

"Why?" akbar asked and took his glasses.

"Where are you going? It's still 8am" Keylin got up from his sleep and hugged Akbar slowly.

Akbar kissed Keylin's cheek and looked at Keylin's still pale face.

"There's sudden work. After this, I'll go back to sleep"

Keylin pouted hearing him "Why is there a job for Mas?!" Keylin hugged Akbar again and drowned her face on her husband's sturdy neck.

"Sorry" not knowing what to say, Akbar prefers to apologize when hearing Keylin's disappointment.

"An hour" Keylin said, "Just an hour is working on it all"

Akbar chuckled and nodded his head. "Alright, then let me go"

Akbar slowly began to release his embrace from Keylin. And it seemed so obvious that his wife's face was slightly disappointed by his treatment. But if he did not rush off, Keylin would definitely hold him back longer.

"Want to shop with me later?" tawar Akbar in order to replace his wife's disappointment.

"You" Keylin replied with excitement. As expected, Keylin really liked the offer.

.....

Floren stared at his watch which had been showing at eleven in the afternoon. She had her chest closed, when it had been 1 hour she waited for the arrival of her friend.

Currently he is in a minimalist cafe, which nuances monochrome. With the arrival of not many visitors, making this cafe comfortable to spend time.

Floren sighed. After his last meeting with Zehran. For a long time, he had never seen the man.

A little longing haunted him, after a long time he did not see his first love.

For so long he busied himself, but still if in free time like this, the feeling of longing must come back to remember Zehran.

Floren patted both of his cheeks. Be aware! You're just a parasite to him!

"Hei Flo, sorry to make a wait" a man with a fluffy accent came over to Floren.

"There are a few obstacles on the way. I swear I don't intend to keep you waiting" he said, pointing his peaceful finger

Floren smiled faintly. "Nothing, just relax"

"Drink" Floren offered a warm cup of coffee to his friend.

"Thank you, you're a concern" Agram ruffled Floren's hair furiously.

"Felll's. You always do this to me!" because of a habit from childhood that Agram always did to him. Even so, the man always did this to him.

"Well, that's hard to stop! You know I like you so much!" do not want in omelin Agram even quibble.

Floren's eyes meyipit. Although he had warned many times but still his friend still did the same thing.

"This is the last one. This time I'll forgive"

"Good, this is just my lover" Floren who heard him immediately rolled his eyes lazily, because the umpteenth time his friend said that.

"Oh yeah, there's one more friend of mine coming. You don't mind if he joins us?" ask Agram in such a soft tone.

For a moment Floren was silent, not since when did Agram start to be so gentle with him. At first he thought it was just his feelings. But for some reason, the longer and the end of this, Agram often contacted him. Like a man now in love with himself.

Ck what he thought. Nah! There's no way Agram's in love with him. Because obviously the man once said, if he would never fall in love with his own best friend. No matter how good, or beautiful the friend he has. Clearly, the man once said that he was very anti-falling in love with his own best friend.

"Hussf stupidly thought of the impossible"

"Hey" Agram patted the conscious Floren's cheek so just daydreaming, preoccupied with his own thoughts. "Why shut up? You don't agree, if my friend joins?"

Floren shook his head. "No, sorry I'm cool myself. I agree, please if he wants to join. You're so weird, why ask permission first" Floren chuckled softly, seeing Agram like this. It was so strange in his eyes.

"You're it!" Agram snorted softly, and a few seconds later the man smiled faintly at Floren's behavior. Seeing Floren's behavior that never changed in the slightest, made him feel funny when he saw the woman. Time seems to stop at Floren. Whether from the laughter or from the way Floren spoke, nothing changed from his best friend.

"Ram, I'm going to the toilet first"

"Should I have company?" Floren shook his head.

"Be careful"

After Floren left their table, a moment later a man in a leather jacket approached Agram's table.

"Sorry I'm late. There was this crazy bastard who was holding me back earlier" hurriedly a man in black clothes walked up to Agram's desk

"Reason! Aren't you the crazy bastard?"

"Damn you!" his his hisses and kemuadian sat beside the bench Agram.

Brow squeaks. "You're with a woman?" ask her as she looks at the black lady's sling bag .

"Hn, he was my friend first"

"Have you?"

"Yes, there he is. Flo's here"

"Hi Flo, meet my friend. Zehran"

Deg

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TB

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