My Husband's Infidelity
Plunked

"What do you mean, Aden? I-I don't understand, Den," asked Nuri in a stammering tone of voice.

Grep's!

Fazril suddenly grabbed the girl's waist and pulled her until Nuri's body was really close to him, because it was only blocked by the window that was open wide. The man stared fixedly at Nuri's face, combing every inch of her face without blinking a single bit.

"Den A-azril what do you want?" Tanya Nuri with a heart that instantly skipped a beat. He looked at the face of the boss feeling confused.

"You know, you have disturbed the peace of my life."

Nuri frowned.

"Honestly, I-"

Chequek!

"Om Pazril, we play yu!"

Bruk!

Nuri's body was suddenly thrown rough until the girl fell on the ground just outside the window, when the door of the room was suddenly opened. Lani went into it without a complete cue with her crisp voice surprising Fazril of course.

Bree!

Curtain curtains were immediately closed tightly then. Fazril looks flabby. He looked at the body of Lani who was currently standing in front of him now.

"You, if you go in Om's room, knock on the door first, what the hell?" fazril looked nervous.

"I'm sorry, the door's not in the lock."

"Continue?"

"Guide me play!"

"Yahoooo! It was so sleepy, Om was so tired after a long day of work," replied Fazril walking towards the bed and dropping his own body on the bed.

Bruk!

Fazril lay on his back, pretending to close his eyes. A snoring sound was heard in the making hoping that his nephew would soon come out of the room.

"Young! About Fazril nyebelin. Yes I want to play with everyone," when Lani walked out of the room, the little girl closed the door again.

Fazril quietly held a smile on his lips, he immediately got up then walked towards the window in a hurry to make sure that Nuri was fine. He opened the window curtain and looked around the courtyard. The girl was no longer there. Even he was nowhere in every corner of that vast courtyard.

"God! What the hell am I doing? He must have fallen earlier, ish ... You idiot!" he felt annoyed.

.

Meanwhile. Nuri walked while blowing her blistering palm as a result of being dropped suddenly by her own employer. Honestly, he was like he was taken flying into the clouds and then threw it to the bottom of the abyss. How not, when his heart was feeling flowery, suddenly he threw it down to fall. Nuri was really upset.

"Basar of the arrogant rich. It's good to play fall-down me just like that. Doesn't it hurt what? Did he think because he was my master, that Azril could just as casually treat me that way! The base of the bummer," Nuri grumbled pursed her lips in such a way.

"www! As it turns out, how can I work if my palm is like this?" ringisnya, back blowing his palms reddened also blisters. Not only that, Nuri's waist and back are in pain now.

"Awas aja, I won't talk to Den Azril again, hate me with him."

"So you hate me?" suddenly the voice of the master was heard, standing right in front of the door made Nuri suddenly stand up while bowing her head in fear.

"Den Aa-azil," Nuri shrieked in a trembling tone of voice.

"My name is Fazril, not Azril. Holy hooch! Nuri, Nuri!" decak Fazril smiled wryly as he walked over.

"Sorry, Den Faazril."

"Yes, I'm sorry. Next time don't call me Azril, but Fazril. F A Z R I L Fazril. Understand!"

"Good, Den."

"Now sit down."

"Huh?" Nuri immediately raised her head to look at the man's face while frowning.

"If I say sit down, Nuri, ck ck ck!" decak Fazril lowered Nuri's shoulder making the girl sit down in astonishment.

Fazril suddenly crouched right in front of the chair making Nuri feel even more confused now. Slowly, the man began to grab the palm of the housekeeper's hand. Nuri pulled his wrist, but was immediately restrained by Fazril.

Nuri clenched both of her hands. He bit his lower lip hard while looking at Fazril's face fixed. The girl really did not understand what was really going on with this master of hers.

"Open your palms, Nuri," pinta Fazril.

"A-aden want what?" tanya Nuri was still holding her palm.

"Hm! Stubborn ground," decak Fazril, opened the girl's palm slowly and very carefully.

"www!" ringis Nuri by reflex.

Fazril blew the girl's palm soft and affectionate. He also rubbed it full of feelings. What the man did certainly made Nuri feel even more astonished.

"Don't be like this, Den. Aden, why exactly?" tanya Nuri pulled her palm until it slipped from the master's hand.

"I'm sorry, Nuri. Sorry I dropped you earlier. I was completely unintentional. I haven't had time to say what I want to say either."

"What does Den Fazril say? Aden won't scold me anymore, will he?"

"No, Nuri. Instead I want to say that-" Fazril held back. He closed his eyes as he grabbed back the girl's palm and then dyed the reddened wound caused by her.

"I like you, Nuri."

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