Nanny Young Master Genius
Charm Wife Man by Kim.nana
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Title: Charm of the wife of the man
By : Kim.nana
Chapter 1
"Honey, don't run around" said Nadia, this afternoon she went to one of the shopping centers in the city of Jakarta. He went with the boy, Zayn.
The 5-year-old continued to run cheerfully, impatient to get to the playground soon.
Nadia accidentally took Zayn's hand off as she searched for his phone in the bag. Intend to contact the husband and say about their whereabouts in this Mall.
Anxious when her husband comes home, Nadia and Zayn are not home.
"O Lord Zayn" complained Nadia, finally catching the child's body. Zayn revolted, not wanting to be carried and wanted to walk alone.
"Mom, I've grown up, I've gone to school, I can walk on my own."
"But don't run Zayn, this is in a public place. What if Zayn hits someone, falls and gets hurt, Zayn fails to play in Fun City."
Zayn was silent, looking at the mommy with his narrowed eyes. Mommy is good at arguing, and even daddy loses.
"Now hold mommy's hand and don't run."
"Yes yes."
"Mommy will call daddy first, if necessary mommy will ask Daddy to catch up with us."
"Yes! I agree." Prancing Zayn.
Nadia stopped her steps while they were still on the ground floor of the mall. It's too dangerous for him to call and look after Zayn in this crowded mall.
It turns out that in the afternoon more visitors, even though today is not the weekend. Even on Mondays, when people are busy working, or even taking overtime at the office.
Nadia's call with the husband was connected, but then her eyes whizzed when she heard the voice call the husband ringing not far from where he was and Zayn stood.
The deg! nadia's heart jolted, so suddenly she looked back and forth could it be true if it was the voice of her husband's cell phone.
Although there was a slight sense of disbelief in her heart but still Nadia was looking.
And his heart was jolted even more when he saw a stranger there answering his call.
"Hello," Aslan replied, the voice was clearly heard in Nadia's ears.
It turned out that right, the voice of the phone belonged to the husband, they were only hindered by the escalator there.
Suddenly Nadia's tongue was too faint to speak when she saw a beautiful woman swaying spoiled in the arms of the husband.
Nadia's heart was like being crushed by force, in disgrace and pierced using blunt iron.
"Hello Nad, what's wrong? I'm busy" Aslan said again, when he didn't hear the word from his wife.
"Oh," replied Nadia briefly, only that one word could escape her mouth. While the other was unable to get out, her throat felt choked.
"Tonight I came home a little late, there was a lot of work in the office."
Nadia was silent, only her eyes were hot.
"Yes, I turned off the phone. Give Zayn my regards."
Tut! the call was interrupted, and it was Aslan who cut it off unilaterally.
One, no ... Two, not .. but there were a lot of tears that came straight out of Nadia's eyes.
How painful, when he witnessed firsthand the affair of the husband. 7 years they have been married, and whether in the year when Aslan betrayed.
"Mom, why is mommy crying?" asked Zayn worriedly.
Aslan would never be able to see their whereabouts there, because after the phone call was cut off he immediately left with the woman.
Go with lips that smile warmly and embrace the waist of his woman affectionately.
Nadia squatted down, aligned herself with the child and hugged Zayn tightly.
"I'm sorry mommy Zayn, today we can not play" said Nadia with tears that continue to flow from both eyes, even to wet the clothes of the same child.
They are of course the center of attention, but no one cares, still walking with their own goals and only seeing occasionally.
Zayn so joined in crying, he even directly hugged his mother when Nadia held him.
"We're going home, Zayn, mommy's not in a good shape."
"L-yes Mom, I'm fine, let's go home" Zayn replied, crying in his arms.
Nadia had actually lost all strength, yet she still had to get out of this place.
Nadia does not want Zayn to see the father's affair, does not want Zayn to see their quarrel, does not want Zayn to see his anger.
Nadia thinks their marriage is perfect, Aslan works as a manager at a well-known company in the field of tour and travel, while Nadia is a housewife and takes care of their only child.
But it turns out that perfection is only felt by Nadia, in fact Aslan is still less perfect until other women to satisfy his lust.
Already entered the taxi car, Nadia's crying felt very sad.
"Mom," call Zayn down.
And that one call finally made Nadia aware of one thing. That now his life is not only about him, but also about Zayn, about his favorite son.
"Zayn, forgive mommy," replied Nadia, she wiped her tears and took pains to hold back so that the tears would not come out again.
Between his choked throat, he gulped violently.
"Mommy's friend is dead, so mommy's crying like this."
"Geez Mom, mommy scares me."
"I'm sorry mommy" Nadia tried to smile, and she picked up Zayn to sit on her lap.
"Presidential Gem Indah Pak" Nadia told the driver.
"Ready Ma'am."
"Mommy don't cry anymore, which friend of mommy's died?"
"Zayn doesn't know baby, this is mommy's friend far away."
"Oh, was she also a family-like friend to Mommy, because that's why mommy cried like that?"
"Yes, i-iya," replied Nadia, trying hard she continued to answer the question of the child. Although sometimes what Nadia answered did not match the question that Zayn gave.
Arriving home at that time shows 6 pm. Nadia had asked Zayn to go inside her room. Accompanied by this housekeeper.
There is only 1 maid here, for all the housework Nadia still intervenes.
In the living room of the house, Nadia daydreamed.
Thinking about things and never finding the end, everything is tangled.
Wh why?
How could?
Where's mischief?
What lack?
So many, so many questions.
"No, no, enough, calm Nadia, calm down, don't be stupid, don't be angry, you've done your best, don't blame yourself, don't cry" Nadia murmured, she spoke to herself. The tears are melting again.
"Zayn, look at Zayn, always remember Zayn. From now on, never mind the man again, let's just say, let's just say he's dead." Pilu Nadia's.
He punched his own chest which was painful.
Chapters 2. Direct there...