The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 33 - Just Go, Not Leave.

Everything if the intention was only half-and-half was indeed not good in the end. Zean ended up coming home quickly, his first goal to the house of the RT chairman to ask for a photo of his wedding. Today, however, Zean is staying with his wife in the hospital.

Zean is lulled with comfort, until he does not realize that his quarrel with Nathalia reaches Zia's ears. At first Zean wanted to blame Yudha, but he was wrong and what really happened was Nathalia herself.

Inevitably, Zean must go home and defend himself because Zia says Nathalia is crying and on hunger strike. It's a bitch, isn't it? All this time both of them just relax with their lives. However, I don't know where Nathalia acted after Zean already had Syila.

"Be careful."

They're married, but why would there be a scene of Zean coming home to a different house. In the afternoon he drove his wife home before she left. Syila actually wanted to be in the hospital, but Nyayu did not give permission because the next day Syila had to enter work.

"Kok is allowed in, hold dong," said Zean blurted his lips when Syila approved of his disappearance.

The two were still standing at the door, Zean was really reluctant to go home to be honest. Somehow the charm of his second wife did make Zean unable to wart.

"Even if you get arrested, you still have to go home, right? Mama you're worried, so it's natural that she'll ask you to come home."

"Mama, Syila Mama .. don't call it that much," said Zean because he felt the name "Your Mama" coming out of his wife's lips as if it was a distance away.

"Yes, Mama I mean."

Syila tidied the husband's shirt and tie. In fact, it's afternoon and it feels like Zia still believes in the recognition of Zean who said he had entered work even though a little messy.

"Here, what was it at the office, right?"

His wife understood the situation so much, Zean could not bear to leave her. Several times Zean looked around them, there were indeed many neighbors but Zean's feelings were not at all calm.

"I'm sorry, you have to feel this way."

"It's okay, you're not mine alone .. After all, it's been three days not coming home, don't make Mama angry," said Syila a little betrayal actually.

Which wife is fine if the husband is not by her side, except the crazy wife. Zean approached and grabbed his wife tightly, no matter if there were still neighbors who saw the sight.

"The door is key, do not sleep late .. later tonight I call," he said still reluctant to let go of hugs, such as LDR Sumatra - Penang only.

There was no reply from Syila, the woman just nodded slowly then lowered her head deeply. Zean's message made her heart a little sad, until a brief peck on her forehead left Syila a little surprised.

"I'm going for a while huh," said Zean then took off his embrace, this parting should happen even though it was heavy.

Syila sighed slowly, she looked at the back of the husband who was now further away. A while ago he allowed Zean to leave, but somehow his mind was sliced when he heard the sound of Zean's car.

Zean does not permit "Go home" but rather "Go". It haunted her mind and made Syila a little big-headed in the end.

Moments later, Zean's car actually passed. However, just about to get out the fence suddenly stopped and Zean came back to him.

"Dear."

Syila's heart was pounding uncharacteristically, it was the first special call that Zean gave. The woman was fixated, her lips suddenly confused about what to say until Zean re-circled his hands on her waist.

"Why? How back?"

"I forgot something" he said before grabbing Syila's nape and gently sweeping her lips so sweetly.

Zean really does not know the place, it's lucky that the neighbors began to be busy in the house. It took them a while to enjoy the sweetness of twilight this time. Not only was the sky blushing, but Syila's face.

"Ck, why are we here?" annoyed that Syila pinched Zean's flat stomach, even though she also enjoyed still worrying that someone was watching their actions.

"If it's in the danger room, I can't leave until tomorrow" Zean replied with a discordant laugh and then kissed his forehead again as a parting expression for the last time.

"Remember my message, lock the door .. No one is allowed in except me or mom." Zean was afraid that the eldest son of the RT chairman named Antony was still trying to get close to Syila.

"Yes, bring it."

"I'm not a fish, Syila."

"That's bawal, Zean."

This is not the time to joke, but why can the President of this one divert the sadness with a sentence that makes Syila forget if her husband will go home to the arms of the first wife. For a moment he chuckled, Zean just wanted Syila not to be too sad. In fact, in the way she was so increasingly Syila felt lost.

"That's dong, smile .. Let me go a little quieter." Zean brushed his hair slowly.

They were only a few KM away, but for Zean it was still heavy. If only Syila could he shrink it with a small flashlight like a fictional world, of course Zean take it wherever he goes. Unfortunately, no matter how much love they have, it is still broken with the power of the marriage certificate if in front of his extended family.

Zean was already in the car with his eyes fixed on his wife. Syila was still at home waiting, she waved her hand even though Zean was getting further away. Unknowingly, Zean's eyes heated up until he felt his cheeks wet.

"The ck? What do you want out of your eyes!" ketusnya rubbed rough tears that presumptuously put on his face.

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