The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 65 - My Responsibility

In one moment, Syila must feel both hurt and happiness together. Although it can not be denied the steps that Syila lived was wrong. Well, since the first time he realized and did not expect more with his marriage with Zean. Merely for the sake of Zulia, the divorce of her husband was not at all the will of Shila.

However, for the time being he could not soften the human heart with a million pleadings he did, especially in front of Nyayu and also the mother. As her only hope, it was only natural that her family was disappointed by what Syila did.

Zean wakes up first, his routine will go back to how it was. Back with a shirt and his status as the leader of MN Group. No longer bathed in oil like before. Slightly sad, but Zean couldn't possibly forever be theatrical just for the sake of being comfortable with Sean.

Before his wife woke up, the man had prepared breakfast first. Currently, Zean was indeed still completely alone without the help of a housekeeper. Not because he was unable, but again he did not want Syila threatened.

After a while, Syila approached with her pillow face. It was obvious that if he was looking for Zean when he opened his eyes, the man smiled in a knot welcoming the wife.

"Can you cook?"

"It can be, just eggs what's hard."

Humans are often rising, Syila smiled thinly and then approached. Just frying two eggs, but Zean's preparation was like cooking sacrificial meat. There is nothing wrong actually, maybe the Zean version of the omelet is indeed that complete.

"You why? Nothing's wrong, is it?"

"No, I wonder what it's like."

Although more like a vegetable bakwan, Syila is no problem. Maybe Zean wants a balanced nutrition until the shape is so. Unexpectedly, it felt far from what Syila had imagined. The woman's eyes even faded and her lips were speechless.

This is an omelet that Syila never felt. His tongue tried to adjust, but his hull clashed until Syila was no longer able to pretend and remove all of his entrails.

Seeing his wife suddenly nauseous clearly Zean was worried, even though the woman was pregnant, but it seemed impossible just the influence of the baby in Syila's stomach alone. The man immediately approached Syila while massaging the back of her neck, as he felt guilty.

"Darling why?"

"The eggs are sweet, your cooking is so or the wrong flavor?" tanya Syila is still trying to think that Zean is not wrong, even though logically he himself is confused who cooked omelet of watermelon martabak bangka.

"Huh? Sweetie?"

Syila nodded slowly, maybe this was the last day she ate eggs. She who never nausea, now actually made to feel the suffering of other pregnant women in the morning.

Maybe Zean's head was too sick, so much for him to live with. the busyness in the office, Zulia's anger, Zulia, syila's pregnancy and the trial of her divorce case were enough to be the reason Zean couldn't really focus.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Luckily, his current wife Nasyila, if until still natalia then it is definitely a slur Zean will hear so later. Because of his mistake, they both now repeat from the beginning.

"You're home, if there's anything call me .. I try to go home" Zean said before leaving his wife this morning.

Syila nodded softly and returned Zean's embrace before the man actually left. Right now, only Zean was by her side, a little painful but syila felt better than yesterday.

"Don't go to the hospital, okay?"

"Yes," softly replied Syila almost whispered. Although it had occurred to come to Zulia secretly, Syila currently had no choice because it was useless.

As usual, Syila would take her husband to the front door. Their surroundings were quite quiet, as Zean requested not to want to get too close to the neighbors. What a calming life that Syila long dreamed of, unfortunately Syila's mind is not this calm.

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"You senile, Zean?" tanya Sean then approached his brother, worried that Zean amnesia due to being sued for divorce by Nathalia.

"No, deliberately .. I want to meet you this morning," Zean said, looking around, still quiet and not so much busy here.

"You what? Your car is broken or you want to give it to me?"

"For what, Papa bought two .. for you to be at his house, take it."

Zean did not lie, it is true that Mikhail also bought a similar car for Sean two years ago. Unfortunately, until now sean also has no intention to return. In fact, when he was in Zean's residence, he painstakingly avoided Zia who often came without being asked.

"How's wife?"

"Not so good, my in-laws are angry and that makes him sad from yesterday," explains Zean later, it seems the purpose of the man coming to Sean was just to share the burden of thought.

"Why can?"

"He knew who I was, Syila who was affected and was considered the cause of my divorce" Zean explained a little lethargic and made him remember Syila again.

"Great, so Syila's parents don't take it with all this?"

"Yes, my status and the steps we took were not at all blessed at this time .. I have explained, but still Syila's parents are very angry.

"It's only natural, anyone would be angry if they knew their daughter was married to someone's husband," Sean explained as if confirming Nyayu's remark, it was annoying.

"But the fact is it's not that bad, Sean .. I married Syila too at my own whim, my divorce with Nathalia is also because it's time."

"Ck, finish one-on-one, Zean. I'm sure they'll understand later, patiently don't think too much. Focusing on your current divorce, I'm sure that your status as a widower will be more young accepted" Sean said in a moment.

"Eh, but you didn't get to be a widower .. So what do people like you call them, Ze?"

"Is that important, Sean?" Zean clucked resentfully because he felt Sean's question had no weight in any way.

"Not really, just curious."

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- To Be Continue -

Hi, earlier I'm really sorry because lately I'm up always noon. There are some things that make me can not always up early in the morning, lack of rest for example. And, sometimes up a lot (3 Chapters from morning, noon, malem) It views even lose the same up 1 Chapter. As a normal human being, tired of gangs. But I try to be consistent again and change the schedule up like before, only lately I happen to usually do the morning ticking and the rise of the afternoon. Please understand, guys❤