The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 27 - Behind the Scenes

Far from being sad, there were absolutely no cries and tears here. There was only the beat of music under the glitter of the lights and intoxicating drinks. Yes, this is a place for some people to vent their sadness and seek pleasure.

This also applies to Natahlia, for whom this place is heaven. After shedding tears from last night, tonight he wanted to forget for a moment and be free from the pretense.

Nathalia was completely released, she felt free. To be honest he was sick of being grieving for too long like that, again and again one last gulp went through his throat.

"Nat, sure it doesn't matter? Zean is grieving, you should be with him."

Nathalia didn't care, even she was so grateful Zean didn't come home tonight. While some wives fret if her husband doesn't come home, Nathalia looks fine.

As for Zean, she also did not have the expertise to make her husband's grief wane. Actually he wants to survive tonight, because Zia asked the Megantara family to gather at the Ibra residence. However, until the night he waited, Zean had not returned.

"When has this sort of thing been a problem? Okay, relax .. We're having fun tonight."

Nathalia's acting talent is beyond doubt. No wonder he won various awards during his profession in the entertainment world.

His two best friends were amazed, Nathalia was completely different in an instant. He was even serene in the afternoon, and now he looks so happy, as if he was partying to celebrate Ibra's death.

"Cool, I admire you ... Oh yeah, I wonder one thing. Why are you wasting a husband like Zean?" ask Alisha, one of her close friends who is also her professional partner.

"Hahaha is still being asked, because he's so cute."

Cupu. The reasons expressed by Nathalia sontak make both friends scattered. It was actually not a cupu in appearance, it was just that Zean was not the type of man Nathalia wanted.

In Nathalia's eyes, her husband was a man who was too kind. It was not at all exciting compared to the man he had known all along. Too plain, and less manly. Unfortunately, he was too relaxed to know if the man he thought was cute and innocent was inversely proportional.

"Yes, it's not as hot as the doi, do you mean?" janny asked and blinked her eyes, easily guessing Nathalia's mind.

"That knows."

"But she's perfect, her face and career .. um, you realize not nearly every woman in this country is jealous of you," alisha said confused herself why can a Zean be considered trash by Nathalia.

"Hahaha it's good that they are envious, that's why I love them" Nathalia said, meaningless.

The purpose of the word love Zean this time is because he wants to continue to defend Zean in order to make the world envious of him, with his position and happiness. All that, only he could get from his marriage with Zean, it was clear that he would retain Zean even if it was only considered as a display husband.

"It's so cruel, if he's got another woman, what about, Nat?" janny asked worried that Nathalia would fall for Zean's silence as husband.

"No way, he loved his papa .. especially now sickly. How dare he play with fire, may his father die quickly," said Nathalia then accompanied by laughter of his two friends, they are really happy tonight.

"Ck, toilet seat .. kebelet."

"What kebelet? Ask to be entered do not-don't you?"

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Nathalia looks hard, she has to wear a little covered dress tonight. Obviously for the sake of protecting themselves because of the worry of being caught on camera and making Nathalia a trending topic the next day.

The black hodie, hat and mask he was wearing was not at all his style. However, he is still trying to keep his good name tonight. "It's a pity, why does that old geezer have to die now."

He murmured to condemn Ibra's death, which he thought was completely inappropriate. Today is Alisha's birthday, and they've been planning this for a long time. He had to lie to Zia and said he had to go home quickly because there was a schedule the next day.

When she was done, Nathalia returned with her biggest step. A little running because of worry someone realized who he was, so because he was too rash in stepping he did not see who was in front of him.

Brugh

He who was shocked almost fell down, it was fortunate that the man held back his body immediately. Nathalia's eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw who was her savior.

"You're blind? Or wrongly entered?" asked the man then after distancing Nathalia's body a little rough.

He clucked with a sharp look and looked at who the woman who dared to act up to make her drink spill. Unfortunately, the woman was unable to recognize him just by looking at his eyes.

The man passed by without saying anything, leaving Nathalia glued there. His knees were weak and his heart was pounding.

"Ze-zeans? W-but why is he here?" Nathalia's brain was thinking hard, who was in front of her. It felt impossible, Zean mana might be drunk, he thought.

"Can Sean be? But if it's him, why don't you come to the funeral?"

Nathalia's heart is completely unsafe. I don't know why he'd suddenly fret if it was Zean. Moreover, if he remembered Zean who did not return home at all after the funeral. All of a sudden, he recalled Janny's words just now.

"No-no, he's petty so it's impossible to dare to set foot in this place."

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- To Be Continue -

Hello, how did he feel until this eps? Honestly, I write every novel of this. We are relaxed mode yes groove, I want to be equally pervasive and not hunted. See you _

Let's blaspheme seleb NT this one "Prosiluted Netizen dear, caci maki Mbak Nathalia. Now!!"