Revenge of the Beautiful "The Return of a Bad Wife"
Hallucinations

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Inside Zif's apartment, Shara and the owner of the house are still in confrontation, both of them staring in silence at each other. In Shara's mind, it was very desirable to say that I was divorced, but the man before her did not know that he was his wife.

Not unwilling to leave Zif's life, but how? For there is still a sacred relationship that ensnare the two.

If you have to establish a new relationship, of course Shara must end the previous marriage first.

Shara is in a dilemma with her mirage life, she is considered dead but whose corpse is actually her place? Who else did it? There are still a lot of questions in him.

Eager to thwart Zif and Indar's marriage, but this is impossible because Zif is not a strict man. Zif is indeed the leader of the company, but not someone who is able to fight his family to show proof of love.

"You said you liked me, Zif?" After a long silence, Shara again interrupted.

Zif nodded "Very, very fond of you." His word.

"When and why? What makes you like me?" Cecar Shara's.

"From our first meeting, at the discotheque, one week later we met back at the airport, since then I think I fell for you." Zif grabs Shara's delicate hand once more and she kisses, Shara just silently looking at her husband.

"At first I felt like I liked you because I looked like someone in my past, but then, I realized, you are you, because he doesn't deserve to be compared to you!" His imbuh.

Shara gasped at Zif's reply this time, Shara knew who the past was that Zif meant "Unbecoming? Wh why? Is that bad in your eyes, Zif?" The question is smacking, Shara riding apitam.

"At least you'll never leave me like she did, you're real in front of me, you're no illusion to me. Unlike him who only left painful memories!" Refutal Zif.

Shara frowned "Since when did Zif's talk become like this?" His inner.

"Yes, you wait here, I take a drink for you." Zif said goodbye and stepped away to his bartender-style kitchen table.

While Shara stepped her feet, walking around the place, there was a room called My Lovely on the surface of the door.

Shara's forehead shriveled and then became curious and tried to enter the bright ash-stained door "Well!" Cemelos was amazed.

Shara circulates the view, combing the entire corner of the place, where on each side there are photos of Shara's old face attached beautifully in the frame. Almost all the cracks in the walls of the contents of the photos, this place is more like a gallery.

"It's all my old face photos, I almost forgot what I looked like." Shara muttered softly while observing one by one the photos of her old face.

There are prewedding photos, travel photos, picnic photos, and photos that are taken amateur by own hands. It turns out Zif still remembers Shara to the extent, even making a gallery in his new apartment.

Once again Shara panted "You love my beautiful old face Zif. Until after I was bad, you said you didn't know me." Mumbled back.

With footsteps approaching, Zif came and brought an orange drink to Shara "Orange juice." He said while offering.

"Thank you!" Shara received and tasted it a little, the same sweet taste as when Zif made it "You still remember the amount of sugar and orange that I once told you, unfortunately that's just your love." His inner.

"Whose pictures are these? What are all the women in this photo, your first love?" Shara returned to the view.

Zif nodded "Right, but soon I'll replace it with your face." The man grabbed Shara by the hand and this woman looked at her "Married to me, Beautiful, we both live together." Bring along.

Shara shakes her head "Married? On what basis? You don't love me Zif. I'm sure you've only momentarily admired me, you have reason to like me, so once that reason is gone, I'm sure you'll throw me away." His rebut.

"You mean?"

Shara walks and sits on the sofa in the middle of the photo gallery, placing a glass filled with orange juice on the surface of the table. Zif then followed the steps and sat right by Shara's side.

"You said you liked me, because I looked like your first love, and then after I didn't think you looked alike, maybe you forgot me." Shara.

Zif shook his head "No, I really like you, I'm serious about you, it's just a coincidence that you have a resemblance." Convincingly.

Zif frowned "Why are you acting like you already know me? You judge, without seeing any evidence of my taste!" His sergeant didn't take it.

"You see, cancel your marriage to Indar, only then will I trust you." Challenge Shara.

"Give me time to convince Papah." Pinta Ziff.

Shara turned her gaze to find the seductive gaze of her husband, Shara memorized the movements of the man, if it was like this, Zif would want something.

"That's it, try, now I have to go home. Thanks for the drink." Shara got up from her seat and quickly Zif stood up and pulled the woman's arm.

"Wait Beautiful." A longing to let him not to let go of the woman.

Zif pulled Shara's nape and landed a light kiss on her lips, Shara fell silent with wide eyes but enjoyed every taste of the man that gradually twisted her.

Zif leads Shara back to sit on the sofa without removing her pagutan lips that slowly descend to the neck area of Shara's level and anchored to her twin assets.

Shara bristles, feeling the tension of the intense atmosphere with Zif, however, Zif is still her husband, even if only for a moment, Shara wants to do it, before she actually leaves the man.

"Ohhhh!" That voice had been heard in Zif's ears and was very familiar.

"Enough, no! No!" There were strange noises from Zif's hallucinations that ruined his mood "Don't do this to me, I'm not the Shara you mean!"

Finding his strange hallucinations, Zif suddenly removed the unification of their lips and looked at the woman.

Zif's breath rang "Go!" She shrieked in a pushy tone and quivered.

Shara gasped, just now she was enjoying the gentle touch of her husband, and then a few seconds Zif kicked her out.

"What is Zif?" Confused Shara.

"It's okay, just go. Please go!"

Slowly Shara corrected the position of her collar, then rubbed her wet lips, she complied to leave the place.

Just now Shara wanted to close the door of the gallery of her photos, the sound of broken frames sounded very loud from inside there BRAK.

Shara was aghast, then turned her body back, peeking out from the crack of the door she had deliberately left a little to observe Zif's wrathful action.

"It's all because of you, because you betrayed me, Shara! If not, I wouldn't do that to you!" Zif yelled at the fragmented frame on his marble floor.

BRACKET.

Zif again slammed one picture frame into the photo that is still on the wall, until some of them fell scattered.

"I miss you, but where are you now huh? You left me, but didn't let me touch another woman! You're selfish Shara!" His hysterical.

Shara frowned, she was stunned to stare at Zif's shocking action "What's wrong with you Zif? Is that right, 'cause I'm you depressed?" Inner wonders.

"But whatever it is, it all starts with you. Now enjoy your regrets." The woman stepped away, intending to get out of the luxurious apartment.

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