
'Basic!!!'
Arga squeezed his hand furiously. The man's face was now red withstanding the already turbulent anger.
He was just called to the superior room. And there he was told, will be transferred abroad for 2 years.
The man snorted in annoyance. It must be the plan of the piercing man, who wants him to go far from Ayna's life.
Arga considers Alex to be a very cowardly fighting man. Who, if displeased with a person, then with his position, casts that person into a distant place. Alex has already done that to his ex-wife and Mona. And now it's her turn to be dumped by that man.
'It's not that easy, Alex.' Arga showing grin.
'You think I care about this job.' Arga got up from his seat and left his room.
Looking at Alex's attitude now, Arga felt like he had to make a calculation with the piercing man. He had also imagined, if Ayna must be tormented with her impromptu husband who forced it. But since Ayna was afraid of him, the woman looked as if she was fine. Ayna lived in suffering.
That's Arga's mind now.
Arga drove the car at a fast speed splitting the road. The way he drives the car is very bad and very dangerous for the lives of others. Arga is very ugly.
Arga pulls the car over in a basement. He immediately got down and closed the car door. He widened his pace, walking towards the company lobby.
"Send Alex to see me immediately." Pinta Arga at the reception. Without saying anything he said his purpose came to that place.
"A-alex, do you mean Mr Alex?" The receptionist made sure to return.
"Just tell Alex that, if Arga wants to see him." Arga emphasized his words.
The receptionist looked at Arga in surprise. Who is this guy who is being disrespectful to their boss? His arrival was also like a person who wanted to take a fight.
"Hurry up!" Arga raised his voice intonation. He was upset at the receptionist who was even daydreaming, instead of immediately telling Alex upon his arrival.
Arga was impatient to meet the piercing man who bergitu he hated so much.
Arga soon arrived at a room. He stared at every corner of the room. It was too luxurious the room where he was now.
"What's wrong?" Alex asked in a flat tone, even the baritone's voice also sounded flat and cold. He sat in his great chair.
"You're just lucky. Born into a wealthy family." Cibir Arga insulting Alex. If it wasn't for the rich old man. Where could Alex have all this.
Alex scrunched his eyebrows. Maybe Arga was jealous, because he wasn't as lucky. Although his parents were rich, if he did not learn to develop his luck. The wealth of the mountains will run out.
"Do you think Ayna will stay by your side if you don't have any of this?" Asked Arga in a half-mockery tone.
Alex laughed at hearing that. Arga brought his wife again. It was as if saying Ayna was by his side, just because of what he had.
"I don't want to dream. All I know now is, Ayna's with me." Resolute Alex.
Alex's answer was enough to silence Arga's question. Right, Ayna's with him now. She chose to be with Alex.
"You have everything, let go of Ayna. What's he worth?"
"He is precious to me." Alex's head was boiling. For Alex, his wife was so precious.
"Who do you dare to rule me?" Alex with increasingly sharp eyes. He wanted to beat up the man for a long time.
Arga laughed for a moment. "And who are you too? makes me have to obey you. Do you think I'd be thrown there?"
"Go, isn't that better. Than to stay here and bother my wife."
Dumping Arga far away is the best thing now. It was easy for Alex to throw Arga into the bars. But Ayna will definitely refuse. With many things, one of them might be out of pity for the Arga family.
Alex got up and walked over to Arga. His emotions are mounting. He quickly gave raw bogem to his rival many times.
"Are you a man with no self-respect? He's forgotten about you. You should have left his life."
Arga rubbed the corner of his bloody lips. "You should have left. Ayna still loves me."
Arga takes Alex's hit. "Ayna can't forget me, just for a man like you."
The two also fought each other. Fighting each other against each other.
Jo who had just entered was startled and immediately broke up the two. He also called the office security.
"Look, sooner or later Ayna will be mine." Arga carved out a smile, as security dragged him out of the room.
"Damn." Umpat Alex is upset. "Jo, make a claim right away. I'm going to put him in jail today." Alex is really fed up. Arga continues to want his wife. He was afraid that Arga would do something to Ayna, when she was not under his control.
Alex doesn't care if Ayna will feel sorry, Arga is in the bars. He remembered, Ayna also wanted Arga in prison if she ever saw him again.
Arga headed for the parking lot and got in the car. He saw from the rearview of his battered face.
"Destroyed my handsome face. Ayna might not want me. Fucking alex!!!"
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"Thank you, sir. Dad just go home. I'll be home with Alex's mas later in the afternoon." Said Ayna, who was taken by the driver.
Ayna got out of the car. Her face smiled sweetly looking at the food box. He's been cooking something special for his beloved Alex.
'Mas Alex, must have been surprised to see me.' Ayna didn't say she was going to Alex's office this afternoon. He will surprise my husband.
'Aiya...'
From afar a man saw the happy-looking woman. He immediately came down and approached her.
"Oh..."
Ayna's face suddenly turned pale when she saw Arga. He looked around the quiet basement. It was just him and the guy.
"A-what's up?" Tanya Ayna was nervous. He brushed off Arga's hand that was holding it.
"Oh, don't be afraid. Come... We're getting out of here." Take Arga to pull Ayna's hand. The woman seemed to be alone. This is his chance to take Ayna away.
"Detachable... Let go of me." Ayna rebelled. "To"
As she was about to ask for help, Arga quickly hit Ayna on the nape. Made Ayna faint on the spot. Arga immediately took Ayna, got into his car.
"You just calm down. I'll save you from him. We'll go far away in a new place. And live with our little family there.." Say Arga while putting Ayna's seat belt on.
"I got you again, Ay.!!!" Cheers Arga happy. He immediately drove his car out of the basement.
'Come... We started everything from scratch, Ay.'
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