
Get out of the boss room and her husband is nervous. Yes, in the end Syila felt how her role as a secretary was unusual. Not only struggling with work like before, but the task of the woman is more complicated this time.
Luckily Zean thought about his position, if only it was impossible now Syila had changed like a lioness. The woman sighed softly and then behaved as she was usual, although sometimes the pain in that part still felt because it was only a few days that she became Zean's wife.
"Syila, where are you going?"
His hurried move was suspected by someone there. Exactly worried, Syila's lips looked pale and she was also a little sweaty. Not to mention, Syila pressed the bottom of her stomach.
"Pissing kebelet, Rona's sister."
"You're okay, aren't you?" rona asked worried about the new child who often became the rage of his superiors.
"Yes, fine. Why the hell?"
"Your lips are pale, you are not dancing, Shil? My God, it's natural that Mr. Zean is angry. Beautiful little Syila, your lips are good..bentar, I take lipstick first for all you use in the toilet," said Rona then immediately ran to take his flagship weapon in conquering the superior.
A while waiting, Rona came back and gave the lady a little better lipstick and powder. Understanding the duty of Zean might make him depressed, but as a private secretary Syila should still try to maintain her appearance, thought Rona.
"Now, don't be afraid to be considered a teaser .. You better take care of it than being yelled at by Mr. Zean," Rona said as sure as that if Syila pressed Zean to mild depression. Without the woman knowing that Syila's pale lips caused by Zean who smeared him until erased without rest.
"Hm, thank you, Rona."
"Ck, true pity ... but, what else? Great to last more than a month, may you be mentally healthy, Syila."
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While in the President's room, a man who had just felt his honey in the morning was inexhaustible misbehavior. He paced back and forth while biting his lips. His wife had already passed a few minutes ago, but in Zean's eyes Shila's shadow was still so real.
"Ays, I should have banned her from going out," Zean annoyed at the table where Syila screamed and groped. Zean rubbed his lower lip and then closed with a mind that floated everywhere.
She chuckled, Syila's annoyed nagging while cleaning the lipstick stains on her lips was still so obvious. Wrong itself lipsticks are cheap, thought Zean amused himself. Unfortunately, Zean's smile faded instantly considering that Nathalia would bother his eyes soon.
Sure enough, just now thought the woman had already come up with Jack holding the phone in the back. Most likely Nathalia's assistant will capture the moment of their meeting, and Zean is disgusted by the extraordinary.
"Honey, I'm home .. aaah is really kangen."
Zean objected when Nathalia kissed his cheek short. He did not reply or say hello back to Nathalia with his sweet words. The man was just as flat as ever, but Nathalia was struggling spoiled as if the most romantic couple in the universe.
"Perfect, you guys are so romantic" said Jack giving his thumbs up to Nathalia, the woman letting go of Zean later.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, let's go" Zean took him out of his great chair, but Nathalia held her wrist and made Zean stop.
"Why?"
"Why so many dirty wipes? You're onnani?" nathalia asked mockingly as she looked at the tissue marks on the small litter box there, it seemed she was happy to see her husband doing such a thing.
"You think?"
"Iwwwh, disgusting haha .. What a pity this husband is, lonely huh? Sorry your wife is so busy. You know, Mr. Robert started considering me to go international."
Yes, Zean knows a more important career for Nathalia. Whatever, he did not care and also the desire to have a relationship like a regular husband and wife with Nathalia was no longer there. Obviously, he had Shila who gave everything when the first wife actually felt funny if he finished his hassrat alone.
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Out of her room, of course Nathalia is back to her role. Her popularity as a role-playing actress in the entertainment world clearly amazed Zean employees even though this was not the first arrival.
They bowed and greeted the couple with great admiration. What an amazingly perfect charade, Zean's blank eyes couldn't lie if he was fed up. Until, his eyes were fixed on Syila who looked ordinary and did not look at them.
Zean's heart was pounding even louder at this moment, he screamed in his heart and hoped that once Syila stared at him. "He intentionally?" He continued to grumble, until a few seconds later Syila looked at them.
Zean felt close, but they were far away. Wanting him to pull the tiny fingers, he should have lunch with a woman who knows how to make her happy, not this demonic woman.
"Patience a moment, Syila .. I hope you don't hate me."
Zean's eyes are on his secret wife, though his arms are now held by Nathalia. Unfortunately, she was not satisfied to look, Syila chose to pass away and disappear from Zean's gaze.
"I'm sorry, Syila .. Please don't be mad."
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- To Be Continue -