Not the Wife You Want
Chapter 8, When?

Ayla is married to Alex for two weeks. And he was trying to forget the scary events a while ago. And during these two weeks there were no effective days for Ayla other than her fetal development. Because Alex is getting more and more excited about hurting his mind. Even almost every night Alex brings comfort women to his house. Of course with different women every day.

Alex's goal, one. Prove that he can pay a cheap woman like Ayla. And Alex wants to show Ayla how much she hates an Ayla and will never want an Ayla. And she also wanted to see Ayla cry full of agony in front of her. But unfortunately, his efforts during these two weeks have not seen the figure of Ayla crying. Without her noticing, Ayla was always crying in her silence.

Two weeks of living with Alex was like living in hell. How not, even if Alex calls one of his ART back it is only worked from morning to evening only. But Ayla was the one doing the homework. And ART only deals with Alex's room and workspace. In the morning he always does his duty freely and all sorts of homework. Once it's done, he'll get ready and go to work.

Ayla still survives even though Alex always hurts her. He endures solely for his son and for the sake of keeping the Lewis family's good name, not forgetting the love in his heart. Without caring about his feelings that had been broken into pieces.

Like tonight, Alex is bringing home another comfort woman. Ayla told her to ask Alex.

“Alex!” Ayla's cry when Alex didn't listen to her call earlier.

“Why?” Alex's shout turned his body and looked at Ayla with a sharp look.

“Who else are they?” Ayla asked by pointing at the five women in sexy clothes who were following Alex.

“Yes obviously they're my ladies!” Answer Alex flat.

“A-what will you do with them?” Ayla asked, even though she already knew what Alex was going to do with those women, but still she acted foolishly by asking like that.

“It's none of your business! Just take care of yourself!Don't disturb my fun! I told you to understand the limits!”

“Your team, Lex!”

Alex just smiled mockingly at Ayla. Leaving the silent woman in her place without taking her eyes off the man she loved. Love, love that makes him stupid.

“Until when, Lex? How long will you continue to hurt me? Until when will you continue to bring unclear women to this house?.” Alex who was about to open the guest room stopped his action to look at Ayla who was shouting.

“I'll do this forever. Forever. Because forever you'll never realize you're cheaper than my women! Moreover you are the same as them, so never make fun of them with cheap words from your dirty mouth!” Alex said so well. Then continuing the action, leaving Ayla with an indescribable feeling.

Ayla chose to go outside the house. This is the first time he's been out at night. If he usually only goes out while he is at work and will come home in the afternoon after that he will rest and never leave at night. So not for tonight, he wants to put out all the tightness in his chest.

He held back his tears, and waited for the taxi he ordered to come. And when the car stopped right in front of him he immediately opened the door and just walked in.

“Nona, ma-”

“Street, Sir!” Ayla said again. He just wanted to be quiet and not bother anyone. Including the taxi driver. Her tears are now free without excuse. He let out all the turbulent emotions in his chest. Crying loudly.

“Aish..” Take that driver. He just kept quiet without bothering anyone who suddenly got into his car without excuse. Yes, Ayla got in the wrong car the man who was about to ask her. But suddenly the person he wanted to ask just cheered in and told him like he was a driver.

“Aish, until when will she cry like that. Didn't realize she had cried for an hour, and didn't realize she had hitched a ride without knowing her direction!” Sung him and he immediately pulled his car over on the side of the road.

“Sorry, Miss. Actually you want to hitchhike up to where?”

“Don't bother me, Sir. Just keep going, I'll pay you anything, so don't worry I don't pay!” Answer Ayla a hiccup.

“What, am I a taxi driver?” The man's grudge with annoyance that he had been holding, made Ayla look at the person sitting on the driver's seat.

“Hah?” Ayla took a look inside the car, a luxurious car that looked comfortable. What he realized was not a taxi. He cursed his stupid self for his unstoppable emotions until he got into the wrong car.

“Ma-sorry, I think that was the taxi I ordered. Forgive me!”

“Aish, as long as Miss knows. My time is wasted for not bothering you to cry. Even-” He was silent for a moment sighing slowly to be able to hold back his emotions. “Already, now try to see the clock!” The man's orders were to show the clock in his car. He had intended to curse Ayla for making her waste time around the housing without a purpose. But not the heart.

“One hour!” The screech. “I'm sorry, it has made your time in vain. But why didn't you explain if I got in the wrong car. Why are you quiet?” Ayla blamed the man she had made so hard.

“What, you blame me? How do I want to ask, while you just immediately cry until shouted hysterically.” Said the man in a frustrated tone.

“I'm sorry, once again I'm sorry!” Ayla said with regret.

He came back to curse his stupid self for getting into the wrong car. Even unconsciously troublesome the handsome man. He even blamed the man who had been kind to him.

Now Ayla has arrived at the gate of her house. Yes, the good guy was even going to take Ayla back to her house even though it was troublesome. And Ayla could only say thanks and apologies for bothering the man earlier.

Then he entered the yard of the house, and was seen from outside the house if the room in the house was dark. That's a sign the women call Alex is no longer in the mansion. And Alex, maybe he's back in his room and maybe he's asleep. So Ayla could breathe with relief.