Passion Love Zerin & Zidan
Chapter 76 - The Feast At Reza's House

A bad mood can subside slowly - Auraliv.

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"I'm sure I can" whispered Zidan with great emphasis. He's got Zerin's shoulder. Then a short peek at his wife's cheek.

Zerin let out a rough sigh. He still looks sad.

"If you can't have fun, then I'll make you do it" Zidan said. After buying clothes, he and Zerin immediately set off on a plane.

On the way, Zerin was busy browsing the internet. Checking his social media that began to be filled with hateful comments.

Zidan quickly took the phone from Zerin's hand. He intercepted a flight attendant who happened to be passing by.

"Sir, this is for you." Zidan gave Zerin's phone and hers to the flight attendant.

"What?" the beautiful flight attendant was confused. So did Zerin.

"What are you doing? Why did you give her my phone?!" zerin protest not accepted.

"You can't have fun if it's still in your hands. I promise I'll buy you a new phone" Zidan said.

Zerin. He couldn't stop Zidan's decision. Especially when the man told the flight attendant to leave.

"I hate it when your shitty attitude comes back!" zerin's comment pouted. He threw away his face while folding his hands to the front of his chest.

"really? But he said you like everything about me" Zidan replied. He looked like he was disappointed.

Zerin was silent. He closed his eyes and chose to sleep. The journey to America takes a long time.

"You're doing the first night now?" great-grandson Zidan.

"No! I'm not in the mood!" reject Zerin who is still throwing his face.

Zidan's tongue is clucking. He put his head on Zerin's shoulder. "Rarely want to? Don't you wanna try that first?" goda. Then suddenly tickled Zerin's stomach. His efforts made the woman laugh.

"Udah deh." Zerin took Zidan's hand away from him. He immediately showed his flat expression again.

"Darling, I need to calm my mind for a moment. You can give me time, right?" Zerin. Hope Zidan understands.

Zidan smiled. "All right, I'll give you some time. But once we get to America, don't expect me to stop" he said.

Zerin only shakes his head. He immediately closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. At least forget all the problems that are happening. Honestly speaking, Zerin felt he shouldn't have left. But how else? He always couldn't resist Zidan's decision against him.

After a long journey by plane, Zerin and Zidan finally reached their destination. They walk while holding hands.

"Where are you taking me?" ask Zerin.

"Happy. We'll meet Reza and my other friends" Zidan replied.

Zerin just come along. He did not enjoy the trip.

Zidan takes Zerin to Reza's penthouse. It just so happened that the man wanted to have a party. Reza did so only to welcome the arrival of Zidan and Zerin.

Time shows five o'clock in the afternoon. So Reza's party hasn't really started yet.

Reza immediately excited when watching the arrival of Zidan and Zerin. He immediately grabbed Zidan's shoulder.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to your wedding. So instead I made this party," Reza said. "Ah, right. You've never introduced your wife to me" she continued, glancing at Zerin.

"party? I'm sure you're throwing a party not because of me" Zidan responded. He took off Reza's embrace. Then put one hand on Zerin's hip. "Secondly, he's Zerin. My wife," he said, introducing.

Zerin smiled faintly. Reza looked narrowed his eyes.

"Isn't she the girl you helped out at the club?" guess Reza. His attenuation was not diverted from Zerin's figure. He had met Zerin before. Even so, only now did Reza observe Zerin closely. Only one thing came to his mind when he saw Zerin. That's very pretty!

"You're right. He's the one" said Zidan. He pushed Reza's jidat with one hand. "Can you condition your gaze?! It bothers me!" hatchlings.

"Your wife is so pretty. You should be willing to throw away your playboy badge for a girl like her" Reza said.

Zerin who heard seemed calm. Such praise was common to him.

While waiting for the night, Zerin and Zidan were told to rest in the room. Now the two had just entered the room that Reza had prepared.

Zidan who did not know, soon followed. But his steps were held back because the door could not be opened.

"Darling?" call Zidan with a faint frown.

"I want to shower myself!" Zerin said from the bathroom.

Zidan breathed a heavy breath. It seemed like the trouble that was going on, bearing a heavy burden of thought to Zerin. Now Zidan was confused to comfort his wife.

Zidan chose to wait. He threw himself into bed. Trying to figure out a way to get Zerin back on his feet. At least until the woman forgets the problems she faces. Butwhat?

In the bathroom, Zerin soaked in the bath. He was crying sobbing. Zerin really felt guilty about the people closest to him. Especially Zidan.

Half an hour's gone. Zerin came out of the bathroom. Zidan immediately sat up straight and looked at him. The man could see Zerin's puffy face.

"You spend a lot of time in the bathroom just crying?" timpal Zidan's.

"You're having fun yourself. Looks like I'll just stay in the room" Zerin said flatly.

"Then I will also remain in the room" said Zidan who returned to bed.

Zerin pouting. "You're such a bitch today" he commented.

"Come here!" Zidan patted the side of the bed beside him. Tell Zerin to fall there.

"Aren't you supposed to take a shower?" reply Zerin ketus.

"The face reminds me of the first time we knew each other. Do you want to start all over again, honey?" goda Zidan's.

"Quick shower! You want me to be at the party, right?" responsiveness Zerin. She ignored all the temptations of her husband.

Zidan smiled. He immediately went to the bathroom.

Reza invites Zerin and Zidan to join her when the party begins. Music began to play. People started to arrive. Most of them are dominated by Native Americans. Some of them were also friends of Zidan.

Zidan greeted all his friends. He also did not forget to introduce Zerin. The woman could only respond with a brief smile. Zerin was still not eager to do anything.

"I didn't think you were married" Anna said. He was a close friend of Zidan. Anna is an Indonesian-American. So no wonder he can use Indonesian fluently.

"I never even thought. Especially you," said Zidan as he glanced at Zerin. He was actually quite close to Anna. How not? Zidan and the woman once had intercourse. But it certainly happened a few years ago. Just before Zidan met Zerin.

"Zerin, are you also the victim of his mischievous portrait?" hatch Anna. Satisfying about Zidan's hobby that likes to take photos of naked women.

"What do you mean?" zerin's face immediately turned pale.

"You don't know? Zidan-"

"Anna! I'm not doing it anymore. It's all because of Zerin, too" Zidan cut. He immediately downed the beer from the glass.

"Gee... Zerin is really like an angel in your life huh" Reza commented half-drunk. He was listening to the conversation.

Zerin's mood is getting worse. From the conversation he had just heard, he could conclude that Anna and Zidan must have had a special relationship.

"Let's dance! Reza hired a reliable DJ tonight" Anna exclaimed, joining a crowd of people who were engrossed in free dancing.

"Come, baby! Maybe you-"

"No! Just you!" Zerin refused. He threw away Zidan's face.

"You angry? Are you mad at Anna? Come, honey. You know I have a past that's just as bad as you, too" Zidan said.

"It's not. I'm just tired. You're the one having fun" replied Zerin. He forced himself to smile so that Zidan would not be anxious.

"You're not exciting!" cetus Zidan's. He soon joined the crowd to dance to the music that DJs played.

"You sure you don't want to come?" Reza suddenly whispered. Making Zerin's forehead flinch.

"Zidan is like a magnet for women. I don't even rarely see him being approached by a gay man. You'll regret not joining him" Reza said.

Zerin smiled faintly. He doesn't want to believe the bullshit of a drunk man.

"I believe Zidan..." Zerin did not continue his sentence as he saw Anna continuously trying to get close to Zidan. Worse, the woman seemed to take off the jeans she was wearing.