
Long enough Zada looked at the photo until unconsciously, heard the sound of a doorbell ringing. With mixed feelings, Zada got up and walked away to open the door.
" Good evening madam" said Fattan, propping up Geva's strapping body.
" You bring it in!"decreed Zada when he saw the condition of Geva who was drunk heavily. Staggering, Fattan helped get Geva into the house.
"Oh!" Fattan's breath looks dull as a result of memapah Geva from the meeting place to home.
Without saying anything, Zada immediately took a glass of water to Fattan who looked exhausted.
" Drink." Zada poured a glass of water on Fattan. At first Fattan hesitated to accept it or not, but Zada insisted by giving it directly to Fattan.
" Thank you madam." Fattan immediately sipped the drink to the toilet because he was also thirsty.
Meanwhile, Zada, seen looking at Geva's face quite cold.
" How much was he?"ask Zada at the core. Here's how Zada if it's in introgation mode, he won't be alkaline anymore.
" Mrs, it looks like I should__"
" Reply answer my question honestly!"cut off Zada when he realized that Fattan wanted to avoid the question.
" Cu-kup a lot of mistresses, sorry because I can't stop the boss." Fattan felt so guilty that she could not replace Geva when asked to drink with a colleague. He was a Muslim who was forbidden to drink alcohol.
" Go!"tell Zada when he realizes the look on Fattan's face is agitated and afraid if interrogated for too long.
" Excuse me, madam." Afterwards, Fattan immediately rushed away because he was afraid that Zada would ask a lot of questions if he was there too long.
" Come sir, let's have one more glass!" racau Geva was shown toasting by his colleagues.
Zada shook his head and exhaled heavily upon seeing Geva's behavior. However, as a wife she still can not let her husband just like that.
" Then, take off your shirt!" tukas Zada while helping to remove the buttons Geva shirt.
" No! Don't touch me!" Geva brushed off Zada's hand and crossed his hands to cover his chest.
Zada was flabbergasted, he really never expected that he would get such vomit at night.
" Can you please don't drink next time! Usually also never drink, why suddenly drink up like this! What because meeting Anna again makes you happy until you forget yourself and___" Recalling the photo of Geva laughing with Annabeth makes her feel very upset. Moreover, Geva came home in a state of heavy drunk like this.
" So you're just being troublesome!"gerutu Zada while going to take a rag and mop tool to clean up Geva's vomit.
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The next morning, Geva woke up with a head that felt very heavy. It seems like the effects of alcohol last night have not completely disappeared.
" Why does my head feel so heavy" muttered Geva who had not realized that she was drunk last night and made a mistake.
" Are you awake? Take a shower and have breakfast!"tell Zada by putting on a cold face.
" Zada why? How come his face pouts so?"geva muttered while getting out of bed. After bathing and changing clothes, Geva immediately walked over to Zada who was still busy in the kitchen.
" Good morning dear," said Geva, wrapping her hands around Zada's stomach. However, Zada instantly let go of that hand.
" Sit down and eat breakfast! It's noon!" ketus Zada with a flat expression.
" Dear why? How about someone who is angry? Early in the morning is not good you put on a sullen face that, will soon be old you know!"cananda Geva with a crybaby. Geva hopes the wife will laugh as usual because pouting in the morning can damage the mood all day.
Zada turned his head and gave an unpleasant look. " So, now I look old and ugly, that's it! That's why you started laughing haha hihi with a woman who still looks beautiful and sexy!"zada's insinuation left Geva confused.
" What do you mean, baby? Who's the charm?"
" Where were you last night and who did you meet?" Instead of answering Geva's question, Zada asked this first. He was very curious about Geva's answer. Will he honestly say it or keep covering this up?
" Yesterday___" Geva looks nervous, the head that was originally ordinary suddenly so itchy.
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