The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 82 - The Faithful Promise

As Zean promised to make Shila his only wife, the man registered their marriage in order to make the bond of love of both legal. Although it is actually late, but this is better than nothing.

His status was indeed legally separated from Nathalia. However, it still does not mean he is free to roam out there. Even if the media has started to fizzle, it does not mean that talk about Zean will stop.

Worried about the bad odds, Zean paid two more bouncer-like guards to accompany Syila anywhere as long as Zean wasn't by his side.

"Zean, where are these people?"

Not only did Syila consider them bouncers, but Mikhail as well. He was surprised when they introduced themselves, especially the eye shape tattoo on the neck.

"From Sean."

"Well?!!"

Surprised, given his son's four-year disappearance, Mikhail is suddenly worried that Sean is living as a hitman or something.

"From Sean, Papa."

Mikhail was neither deaf nor asked Zean to repeat his words. But he was just surprised and worried. Moreover, he had previously suspected Keyvan as a market thug.

"You're not kidding? Why are they so shaped?"

"What's the matter, Pa?"

"Papa's more afraid they're gonna kidnap your wife, Zean."

Zean spontaneously cleared his throat because the father spoke blatantly. Even though they were half-whispering, they could still hear so clearly. Mikhail's false smile was given to them after Zean made him aware.

"Take care of my daughter-in-law, all right?"

Acting ferociously, but Zean actually held back a laugh. If it was thirty years ago, maybe Mikhail would have looked creepy. However, for the moment. Her tummy that shook when snapping and the holster from the famous brand she was wearing just made Mikhail a little funny.

"Ready, Opa."

"Heh? Opa your head!!"

Called Opa by a Zavian age boy he might not mind, but if the one who called him by that title was an adult man even older than Keyvan, obviously Mikhail was not willing.

"Sorry, big sir."

"big? You guys making fun of me big?"

The first day they met, the two men had already angered Mikhail. Luckily Zean is only temporarily in the main house, if forever Mikhail will meet them, maybe not seafood anymore cause he entered the hospital.

"Already, Pa. .. just so it's a problem."

"They insult Papa, Zean. Don't just know how handsome Mikhail Abercio was when he was younger."

He really did not accept, even though the call was the most polite according to the two of them. Fuckfully, the job Sean offered seemed to be more complicated than killing a political figure. They are a little confused, which needs to be taken care of is the wife of the boss or the feelings of the boss' parents.

Shila who heard her in-laws just kept quiet and tried not to be broken. Some time ago he had a chance to ask in his mind, Zean resembled who and that kind of attitude was passed down from whom. Now, everything is answered already and it looks like Syila will sleep well.

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"What's tomorrow?"

The question suddenly appeared after he stared fixedly at the face of the wife who was so focused on pairing a tie for him. Syila looked up because she did not understand what Zean meant.

"What's tomorrow?"

"The work, my head still hurts."

Suddenly ill unexpectedly, Syila who realized it just laughed discordantly. Though, he had already made sure of himself and there were no signs of Zean's head still hurting.

"Times?"

"Hm ... Dear me_"

"Zean!! Bastian is waiting .. Don't be late, Zavia is late."

The voice sounded faint, Zean rolled his eyes lazy because the mother made her speech stop. The thing he doesn't like the least when he comes home is this, being treated like a child who can't do anything.

Mikhail's worry is the reason, even though he has rejected it, Mikhail is still the winner. Zean's tangled face in the morning made Syila smile knot.

It feels heavy stepping, Zean used to like it the most when there was a reason to leave the house. However, at this time everything is different and circumstances cannot be equated.

Mikhail who saw his son coming down the stairs a little did not intend to just sigh roughly. Well, he was in that position. Even delaying a meeting just for the sake of the wife was not once twice. He won't be angry and understand why Zean is so good.

"You said just grab a tie, why so long?" mikhail asked full of probes, after breakfast the man was indeed rushed up on the grounds of forgetting to wear a tie.

"For a long time look for the color, Pa."

Mikhail no longer bullied his son. Even if he wants to, but he paused for the sake of keeping his daughter-in-law's heart. Worried that Mikhail's joke is making Syila uncomfortable here.

"Your path is a little fast, Zean .. exactly the bride is so," said Zia who actually thought differently, precisely pitying Bastian and Zavia who were waiting ahead there.

"Mama with Papa why so chatty? Honeymoon there," said Zean who made him get a small pinch from Syila.

"Okay!! You pay, Zean ... Papa's going to Lombok, but it's up to Mama to go where."

Zia was very embarrassed in front of her daughter-in-law, it could be that the man agreed to even stand so gallantly when he heard Zean's words which of course was just a joke.

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- To Be Continue -