
"How dare you bother him," said Rafa with emotion where the 3 men got each hit from Rafa and until the man fell on the floor and took the opportunity to run.
"I will not spare you 3," cried Rafa who wanted to chase, but Asyifa immediately stopped by holding Rafa's arm.
"Sir Rafa is already," said Asyifa, Rafa set his breath up and down which was still carried away by anger looking towards Zee and now looking towards Asyifa with a sharp gaze Rafa. He even removed his hand from Asyifa's grip.
"Who told you to leave without asking me for permission?" rafa asked with a suppressive voice in which his anger would not be quenched which was now getting angrier at Asyifa.
"Sir Rafa, Zee....."
"I asked Asyifa, not you!" rafa cuts off Zee's conversation as Zee looks to defend Asyifa. Ashifa who felt wrong lowered her head in front of Rafa.
"You've felt great, you've got great courage. Until I come to a place like this. Do you want to show me again how great you are," said Rafa who was angry at Ashifa.
Obviously Rafa was angry. Asyifa left without permission and moreover came to a place where Rafa knew it was dangerous and the danger class was visible before his eyes and did not know what happened to his wife if she was a little late.
"Let's go home!" Rafa instantly pulled the hand of the rough Asyifa who was carrying Asyifa out of the place.
"Geez how is this. Brother Asyifa must be angry brother Rafa continues. What should I do," the panicked inner Zee who saw Rafa's anger at Asyifa.
Zee immediately followed the brother and sister-in-law who came out of the Club to the car.
"You really pissed me off Asyifa. Get in the car now!" tell Rafa by pressing his voice.
"Me and Zee had brought the car. So...."
"So what else!" rafa's shout made Ashifa startled and closed her eyes that would surrender to the anger of her husband.
"Sir Rafa, don't keep scolding Asyifa's sister. We came to this place also have a reason," said Zee did not have the heart to see his brother-in-law.
"What's your excuse, to see Miranda huh! what do you get, huh! like earlier!" snapped Rafa. Zee and Asyifa had no answer.
"Don't make me any more angry Asyifa. Now you come in and you Zee take the car you're under" Rafa said. Zee nodded his head. Better to obey than Rafa gets angry at him.
"You be careful Zee" said Asyifa who entered her husband's car DNA Rafa also followed.
"Hopefully Brother Rafa does not continue to blame brother Asyifa," inner Zee who can only hope.
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In the car. Raga drove with her flushed face whose anger had not been extinguished and Asyifa beside her was very timid if she had to speak. Fear makes Rafa's emotions explode.
"I'm sorry, Asyifa Rafa" said Asyifa, softly admitting her mistake.
"You don't ask me to talk here. I can crash this car later" Rafa said slowly. But very threatening to make Ashifa silent. Yes do not want to make her husband's emotions stir and they become wretched, it is better Asyifa stay silent until later at home she resigned to the consequences for leaving without permission.
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"Opening my phone and with great pretentiousness you met Miranda without saying anything to me" said Rafa furiously in front of Asyifa who was standing in front of him.
"Asyifa apologizes, Rafa, has been presumptuous to open a message on his mobile phone, brother Rafa, forgive Asyifa who left without permission" said Ashifa gently.
"Then why didn't you pick up my phone?" rafa shouted in annoyance.
Asyifa took out her phone from her bag and saw her husband's many calls.
"Sorry Rafa, Asyifa doesn't know if Rafa's sister called Asyifa" Ashifa replied with a bad feeling.
"You've always had a lot of Asyifa, you've deliberately worried me. You think by coming to that place the problem can be solved. I told you I'm responsible for all this. Can't you hear me" cried Rafa.
"But Asyifa only wanted Miranda to wake up and Asyifa also did not want Rafa to go see her" said Asyifa.
"I can do what I think is right and you shouldn't mix it up" said Rafa. "and instead of picking up the phone you're doing something else, what's the point of using that phone!" rafa's yelling pulled Asyifa's phone out of Asyifa's hand and slammed it into the floor shocked Asyifa by covering her mouth with both hands.
Rafa sighed by wiping his mouth and continued to catch his breath.
"You really pissed me off Asyifa. I told you not to interfere in this matter. But you always show me that you feel the best and can deal with it. Don't worry about it because of you I got clients back. So you're also showing me that you're really good at solving problems and you're better than me" Rafa said.
"Ashifa did not mean with such intentions," said Asyifa with teary eyes.
Rafa doesn't want to hear anymore or talk anymore. Afraid that he could not control himself and Rafa left in front of Asyifa to find himself.
"Excuse me, Ashifa, brother Rafa," the inner Asyifa who saw the nanar of her husband's departure and Ashifa looked at the floor where the phone had become a piece and definitely could not be used anymore.
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The morning mentari has arrived. Rafa is getting ready in the room who wants to go for sure in a black suit and is now wearing a tie. Asyifa entered the room and saw her husband getting ready.
"Sir Rafa must still be mad at me. Since last night he has not spoken to me anymore" the inner Asyifa who was saddened by her husband who was so cold to her.
"Prepare, I'm having a press conference with the family today. You have to come" said Rafa, who saw Asyifa from the mirror.
After speaking that short, Rafa immediately walked up to take his bag and went through Asyifa just like that. But Asyifa immediately held him back.
"Inspuse Asyifa. Please do not be angry anymore" said Ashifa who will not be satisfied. If her husband hasn't apologized.
"Don't waste time. Quickly prepare," said Rafa reminded Asyifa and took off Asyifa's hand from his hand. Rafa came straight out of the room and Ashifa was just getting sadder and still not getting sorry from her husband.
"O Allah, Asyifa knew what Ashifa was doing must have upset Rafa's brother. Ask Allah for you who melt the heart of Rafa, "the inner Ashypha who can only pray.
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