The Secret Wife of the President

The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 75 - Not Accepting


As Zia said, her two daughters arrived tonight. Syila was alarmed as soon as she heard the shrill voice that she believed to be her sister-in-law. The woman never stayed away from Zean even though she was silent, reluctant and lazy to talk to her husband.


They are very beautiful, Syila seems to be seeing an advertising star here. No wonder if both of them even have fans like Nathalia even though it is not that much. The first time they approached was Sean, the man looked uncomfortable because his two sisters cried bitterly in Sean's chest.


"That's Lengkara, Sean's darling."


Without being asked, Zean felt the wife needed an explanation. Lengkara's behavior as if getting a life after death might make Syila curious, that's what Zean estimates.


"While the Ameera were, they were twins but still distinguishable ... Lengkara has a birthmark on the right back, while Ameera on the left."


Very important information, who will ensure the birthmark at the time of acquaintance with someone, thought Syila. The man chuckled as Syila clucked and showed his frustration, instead of continuing to be silent Zean better see him angry like this.


"Meera .. Here, dear."


Too focused on the presence of Sean, his two sisters even forgot if this house has been present new personnel. The beautiful woman with such soothing shady eyes was getting more nervous as Ameera approached.


Ameera's reddened eyes still looked so sinister as she stared intently at Syila from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot. Really, Syila was really confused by this family, why the way they greeted new people was always the same. A sharp look, guessing in silence, and will usually say something he never expected in a moment


"Small yeah, brother."


Syila's eyes broke into hearing her sister-in-law's words. Sure enough Syila's guess, after staring at her for so long, Ameera said such a thing, obviously this was unnatural. Syila looked up, she looked at Zean who suddenly laughed discordantly after hearing Ameera's words.


"Don't compare with anyone, Meera .. Your brother's shirt is loose, so it looks small."


Whats? Syila took a sip of her saliva and lowered her head. Her clothes were indeed a little loose, she did not want to be too obvious to be pregnant. Therefore he tried to cover his stomach to make the curves of Syila's body invisible.


Their conversation why did it go like this? Totally beyond expectations. Even more annoying, Ameera also laughed because Zean who nicks his forehead.


"Sir Zean why? Body means Meera .. tuh same as me, can pinjem dong clothes."


"Oh, I thought the other one."


Zean cleared his throat then turned his eyes away, his mind too bathed and preceded Ameera's goal. There was absolutely no insolent Ameera meant to her sister-in-law, she was just a little surprised because from the photo Syila was a little different.


"Based on Big Brother's brain alone, negative all ... I'm sorry, Sister Syila."


Because of Zean's mouth, the beautiful girl felt completely guilty. Worried that his brother-in-law would be offended, his words were really spontaneous and that was what he thought in his head.


Not long after, Lengkara also approached after making Sean's clothes wet with tears. Well, they spent the yearning for a few minutes before then greeting his sister-in-law.


"Silah, I'm Lengkara .. Just call Kara or Ara can be. We're twins, but I'm a little prettier" she said, reaching out with a warm smile without coercion.


The arch is not as cold and semisterius Ameera. The way to talk is also softer, not so stiff and true said Zean if his sister this one a little like Sean from the way he interacts. Not as familiar, but indeed not as stiff as Zean.


"I told you what, brother Zean must be beautiful."


"Hahaha yes, the choice of Brother Zean is never wrong, Meera," Lengkara replied confirming Ameera's remark, it is undeniable that Zean's wife who this time looked more beautiful and gentle if noticed.


"You're talking in that direction."


Lengkara pinched Ameera's arm which opened her disgrace. While Zean was now looking at the two with a sharp gaze, he was angry and slightly unaccepting with his sister's words, when it was not at all wrong.


"Let's talk to you in front of my wife, okay?"


As easy as Zean changed, he who was warm now back like Zean who used to be angry with Syila in the office. His sister's words were not at all wrong, but they should not have been uttered in front of Syila.


The habit of those who do not like to talk in the back often causes problems. Both bowed after apologizing to Syila, without permission Zean pulled the wife to return to the room tonight.


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"You really shouldn't have talked about it."


"My fault? I don't think Brother Zean will be angry," a puzzled Ameera looked at the brother who had now disappeared at the end of the stairs.


Both of them were equally confused, making Zean angry was the thing they had avoided the most long ago. However, tonight Ameera accidentally offended Zean.


"When are you here? Shower there ... then sleep, it's late."


Mikhail comes with a checkered holster on his flagship. They forget that if they have not hugged the father, he has been too focused on Sean since.


"It's okay .. don't repeat, your brother is not okay. Don't make his actions a joke out of fear of hurting his wife, you two understand?"


"Eyeah, Pa," replied Lengkara still trying to hug tightly the big body of the father.


"But it's true that Zean's cheating, isn't it, Pa?" Still, Ameera still felt there was nothing wrong with her words.


"Not dong, it's selection, he's free to choose what he wants."


"O Papa, that selection if you're not married .. married is cheating."


As a man who had made a woman turn away from her lover, in Mikhail's eyes there was no cheating sentence. There's only travel in choosing, that's all.


"Anyway, what's the difference? Turning around, betraying, having relationships with other people when we have a partner is cheating, Pa."


"It's silent, Ameera if still ngeyel Papa sew his mouth want?"


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