My husband is not for me
Chapter 12 Drinking

Aunty Gorgeous."

Maira turned her head to the side and saw Rian running small towards her. "Eh, Rian."

"Aunty, Lian misses Aunty Beautiful," said Rian hugging Maira's leg tightly.

Maira equates her height. "Really?"

Rian nodded his head. "Yes." Yeah."

"Hi, Mr. Blanco," said Azlan, but Arhand ignored him, only showing his flat face.

"Hi, Maira," Azlan said to Maira.

Maira stood up again. "Hi, Mr. Azlan," Maira said with a smile.

"It's nice to see you again" Azlan said.

Maira nodded small. "It's nice to meet again."

"May I say something?" ask Azlan to Maira.

"Yes, please, Mr. Azlan. What do you want to ask?" maira asked smiling.

While Arhand who saw the interaction did not know why his chest was getting up and down, felt tight.

"You look so pretty tonight. Even your arrival makes the party atmosphere become triggered with compliments for you," Azlan said honestly.

Maira looked down embarrassed. "Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Mr. Dirga," she said, re-enforcing her head but her face could not hide her red hue, which made her look very beautiful.

"Oh, Mas," he groaned as his wrist was forcibly pulled Arhand away from there.

"Uncle, Aunty's beautiful why is it downstairs going?" rian asked Azlan.

Azlan looked at Maira who was walking staggeringly due to Arhand's wide steps.

"Rian you're sitting here, Mom. Uncle wants to catch up with his beautiful Aunty first" Azlan told his nephew.

Rian nodded his head. "Yes, Uncle."

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Arhand opened the car door violently. "Come in" said Arhand coldly.

Maira got into the car with tears that had soaked her smooth cheeks.

"Wait," Azlan said.

Arhand stopped his steps, and stared flatly at Azlan who was walking towards him.

"Sorry Mr. Blanco, but where do you want to take Maira?" asked Azlan with a flat face.

Arhand stared at Azlan. "Whatever to me, where do I want to go downstairs. She's my wife" Arhand said coldly and opened his car door.

"Wait," intercept Azlan.

"Side," said Arhand coldly and then opened the car door violently to make Azlan's hand loose.

Arhand got into his car, and went straight from there.

Brm ...

Azlan wanted to chase, but he remembered his brother was still inside the party, making him come back inside.

"Ma-mas" said Maira, terrified because Arhand was driving at high speed.

"Aaahhh, Ma-mas" he shouted as he almost hit a truck.

Maira held on tight, she also closed her eyes until a hand pulled her out of the car.

"Auh .." she groaned as Arhand pulled his wrist back firmly.

Arhand pulled Maira into the mension violently. Many Maids stared at them but no one dared to say and prevent.

Buck.

Maira was thrown on the bed very hard. Arhand stared coldly at Maira who grimaced to the sick.

Arhand turned out of the room by closing the door of the rough room.

Duamorr.

"Hiks, hiks, hiks ...."

Arhand walked to the door with a face that looked so emotional, making the Maids frightened to see him.

"That's Arhand?, have they gone home yet, but they've just left why they've come back, and Arhand's face looks so angry. Did something happen, Dad?" mummy Ny. Arsy sees his son who is very emotional on his way out of the house.

Mrs. Arsy climbed the stairs, and walked towards his daughter-in-law's room. "Honey," he opened the door. How surprised when he saw the state of his son-in-law.

"Eh, Mam," said Maira wiping away her tears, she also got up from the bed.

Mrs. Arsy walked over to the daughter-in-law. "You cry, honey?" tanya gently held Maira's cheek.

Maira smiled, shaking her head. "No, Mam," he told a lie.

"Then why are your eyes sloppy, hum?" ask Ny. Arsy again very gently.

"Oiya, Mam, what's up?, is there something?" maira asked to switch the conversation.

"You haven't answered the question, Mama loh," said Mrs. Arsh.

"Maira's okay, Mam. Maira is fine," said Maira again forcing a smile.

"Your eyes can't lie, honey. Tell Mama, did Arhand hurt you again?" ask Ny. Arsy again.

Maira gripped her in-laws hand. "No, Mam. Trust me Maira."

"Correct?"

"Yes, Mama. Mama doesn't have to worry, Maira's fine. Mama mending to the room, Papa must have been looking for Mama," said Maira.

"alright. But if you have a problem or whatever it is, talk to Mama well," said Ny. Arsy again.

"Yes, Mum."

"If so, Mama to the room first," said Ms. Arsy stroked his daughter-in-law's cheek.

"Let Maira inter," said Maira.

"No need, dear. You just rest," said Mrs. Arsy gently stroked Maira's mane gently.

Maira smiled her heart warmed. This was one of the reasons he survived his marriage. "Alright, Mam," said Maira smiling.

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"Sir, what's the matter?, why did you ask me to meet you?" tanya Aditya sat beside Arhand.

"The company I drink. And don't call me sir, it's out of business hours" said Arhand sipping his drink. "Pour it for him" he told the Bartender.

The bartender poured Aditya a drink. Aditya took his glass he looked at Arhand.

"Is there a problem?" ask Aditya directly, because he knows if Arhand came to the club when he had problems or was very emotional.

"Nothing" said Arhand flatly, he again upheld his drink.

Glucose.

"Hi, handsome," seduced a sexy woman.

"Keep your hand away" said Arhand coldly, his eyes turning very sharp as the woman unbuttoned the top of Arhand's shirt and played there.

"You go, don't bother him" said Aditya flatly staring at the two sexy women.

They left because of Aditya's flat gaze. Arhand drank so much, his glass was never empty.

"You look so pretty tonight. Even to your data make the party atmosphere become triggered with compliments for you."

That sentence continued to revolve in Arhand's mind, and his wife's blushing face when praised by Azlan.

Prannk.

"God. Arhand. What are you doing?" shocked Aditya when suddenly Arhand slammed his glass, and his drinking bottle.

Arhand got up from his seat, and went from there leaving Aditya. Aditya got up and left after solving Arhand's problems.

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