The actor? Who's Afraid!
Jealous

After seeing firsthand what happened to my father ten years ago, I became a Hemophobe. My fear of seeing blood made me avoid it every time I saw the red liquid, but this time I came back in a hospital room for the same thing.

"Did that man die?" I asked the man who was looking at me with pity. I was so anxious about the state of the biker that it looked like a food delivery courier a while back.

"Some small wound on his leg. He has gone home with his family. I'm here, precisely because you passed out almost an hour after the accident." The man explained calmly and with dignity.

"Alhamdulillah," I said full of joy. "Are you going to sue me?"

The corner of the man's lips slightly raised, making an arch of a smile that adorns the face of his face, while shaking his head slowly.

"Thank you." I was so relieved to see the expression of the man before me, no doubt, the smile on his face also made me share a smile.

"It is precisely me who must apologize to you, because the carelessness of my employees that makes you this way."

"I was wrong, I stopped in the middle of the road." I explained to the man because his face looked so sorry.

Slowly the man reached into the pocket of tuxedo he was wearing, took a leather wallet, then took out a black business card, coated in gold on the edge of the card.

"Adam Wijaya Kusuma." I'll find the name written on the business card after the man gave it to me.

Slowly the man I now know named Adam stretched out his hand, which was immediately welcomed by Zain. Me and Adam compactly frowned when Zain received the helping hand.

"Zayn. She's my wife, Rayya."

DEG....

My blood rippled as Zain introduced me as his wife before a foreign man. Pingin was moved but hesitated, maybe Zain was too late.

"What the hell!" Zain brushed off my hand as I tried to stick the back of my hand on his forehead. Fix, I passed out Zain got a fever.

"If anything happens to you, please do not hesitate to call the number listed on the card," said Adam with a smile that adds to the aura of good looks and authority. I just nodded slowly at Adam's hospitality.

"If anything happens I'll take care of it, my wife is my responsibility." Zain looked at Adam like a rival. What is Zain, jealous?

If Zain was so jealous of another man who was friendly to his wife, why would Zain threaten me with Article 368 of the Penal Code. The thing that makes me so dizzy, who is Zain really? Who, who is the alter ego, who.

"Well, then I'll be right away. Hope you get better soon." After he finished his words, the man bowed his sturdy body, leaving the room where Zain and I were.

After the departure of the CEO of a restaurant centered in the capital it disappeared behind the door. I didn't miss the moment that left me and Zain alone. Wait ... from the beginning we were always both. Ish tenor, terror, eror.

"Wait!" I held Zain's hand, before stepping away from the spot where he was standing. "Who is the name of such a good man, if in front of others. Then, what's the name of the guy who was so evil when we were just two, even threatening to put me in jail?"

Zain raised his eyebrows, I know, he will definitely find an excuse to cover his alter ego. But I also won't give up so easily, even if Zain doesn't tell me in his words I'll definitely know in another way.

TAK....

"God." I knew this would happen. But the name is spiked with a finger on the forehead, yes still sore, even though it has been prepared anyway.

"You're cured, we'd better go home." Zain took off my coiled hand on his wrist forcefully.

"Jawab first!" whinek me to Zain who was still standing beside the bed where I rested on the friendly man before.

"Mostly watch the drama. Get out, I hate hospitals." Zain monologued as he walked towards the door.

"Are you hungry?" zain asked on our steps to the parking lot.

I just shook my head to Zain's question. As a husband, Zain did do his duty outwardly. His care and concern seemed to trap me, I really wanted to be a good wife without any frills.

"Zain?" Kulafazdkan his name with a bow after we got into the car.

"You dizzy?" Only her voice could I hear, for I was so hesitant to look her in the face.

"No. I want to say something" I said still staring at my finger playing the tip of the hijab.

"What?"

"I want to go to the toilet." After a moment of silence, I suddenly had courage.

Immediately I lifted my chin, staring at Zain who seemed to be waiting for my words. Without waiting for Zain to answer, I got back down from the car. Running in any direction, the toilet is a diversion.

After a while of running, I stopped my steps on a wooden bench located in a park near the hospital. It seems like it has been neglected for a long time, fragile. Just like my heart, which was neglected because Zain never considered me.

I chose to sit at one end of the bench by adjusting my breath so boring. I didn't think I suddenly had the strength after fainting.

Earlier I wanted to reveal that I didn't ask for money because of the deal. I want to go back to my original intention of marrying Zain. I want to live my household as a charity farm.

"I'm thirsty" I murmured to myself as I fanned my face with all five fingers.

Suddenly a mineral bottle came toward me from the side. Ah ... like heaven, new mumbling is instantly available.

"Accept ...."

I turned to the direction the bottle came from, it turned out that the mineral water bottle did not come by itself, it came with someone who had a handsome face while smiling. Zain, the man beside me is Zain.

"Love," I said after swallowing the saliva with great difficulty.

After unscrewing the lid, Zain immediately handed the bottle to my hand. I feel like I want to refuse, the dehydration that was on the threshold has now disappeared with the arrival of the handsome man I want to call dear, uh.

"I just found out, people who have passed out can run away" Zain said after giving me mineral water.

"Same," I replied while nodding steadily.

"Can't ya? Not that I'm worried a little!" Sarkas Zain after sitting at the other end of the bench.

I was very moved by what Zain said just now. Was Zain worried about me? Sorry, I was too bad to think.

I could no longer hold back my euphoria, I immediately got up to stare at the face of the man behind me. However ....

BRUGH....

When I turned around, Zain fell on the ground. I forgot something so important, that Zain and I were sitting on the other end of the bench.

Yes ia .....