The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 09 - Zean Tears

"Huft, thankfully the bed wasn't wet."

Zean threw his body on the bed. After taking the time to eat dinner, the two returned to the room because it was already night. This bed was not as plump as in her room, but Zean really liked that maybe even the first time she slept well after four years was in this bed.

"Crazy."

Zean called his wife so slowly, today how many times did she say the name Syila. However, this time Syila did not answer even though Zean had called her twice.

"Nasilah, sleeping?"

Zean turned to his wife. The man sighed softly when he realized that the woman was already silent in a back position. Slowly changing his position by making the arm as a cushion, Zean looked at the wife's back.

Long ago, he survived long enough with a variety of daydreams fixed on his bad memories. Since the beginning of receiving Syila he has often made Syila as an emotional target. He often did that, not only to Syila, but his secretary before Syila was also the same.

However, among her former secretaries, Syila's mentality was the most steel. Usually only able to last one week, they chose to disappear because they could not stand the pressure from Zean.

However, in contrast to Nasyila who even survived even though Zean's salary cut up to 30 percent due to arriving late. Now, only Zean can understand why Syila persisted even though she acted arbitrarily.

Slowly the man approached, rolling the barrier between them a little annoying until Zean got rid of it with just one move. Without asking permission, Zean clasped the wife's body from behind.

Zean inhaled the fragrant scent emanating from his hair, the man tightened his arms until Nasyila felt uneasy. She moaned and changed her sleeping position, perhaps not realizing that Zean was hugging her.

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Zean's chest thumped even more as Syila's beautiful face faced towards him. Although only with sleeping lights, his wife is very beautiful. Siall, why didn't Zean realize that his secretary was this beautiful.

Zean's gaze has not changed, the sight of the wife scratching her head looks funny. Nasyila was also clucking, maybe she had a strange dream actually.

"What happened to me."

Zean's heart went mad, he even felt the heat in his chest. The night before he had looked at Shila, but not yet. Without him noticing, Zean slowly eroded the distance to the tiny lips of Syila for a while.

Of course it was without Syila knowing, because when Syila moved Zean immediately distanced his face. He looked back at the ceiling of the room while biting his lips. Fear of being caught when Syila is her right. Not stopping Zean's nervousness, Syila actually wrapped her hands around Zean's body like a bolster pillow.

The man gave his smile, he bit his fingers because of wrong behavior. If a group of genies were looking at Zean's behavior, maybe they would gossip and confuse themselves why the man became insane after his power was drained tonight.

"Not always cheating is beautiful, there are times when it is very beautiful .. hence let's cheat!! Live cheating!!"

Zean remembers the motto of Sean's life, his twin brother who was famous as a high-class playboy since High School. His brother's crazy behavior often makes Zean stuck in trouble, even the result of Sean courting many students from other schools at the same time made Zean invaded when meeting them in public places to battered.

"Cih, siallan. .. why did you go badjingan, I did as you did. Come back, Sean .. You should know this." He spoke with tears that suddenly flowed in his eyes, but only a few seconds ago he was misbehaved by his wife. Now, his expensive tears were unraveling because he remembered the laughter of Sean who suddenly missed him.

Zean was drowning in his sadness, until he realized when the fine fingers wiped his tears. The man opened his eyes slowly, as quickly as possible Zean averted his gaze. Syila had woken up and was now looking at her confusedly, probably worried because Zean suddenly cried so.

"Why? Is it afraid to sleep here? It's okay, the rain's gone, don't be afraid."

Shit, Syila thinks she's a mama's son. Zean was not afraid at all, even if he was down under the rain water was no problem at all. However, his tears came out as soon as he remembered half his soul, Sean Andreatama.

"Siallan, am I a sissy in your eyes?"

"Keep if you're not afraid why cry?" syila asked trying to hold back her emotions, she thought she was really scared because Zean's crying was quite alarming.

"It's not crying" replied the original Zean and massaged the base of his nose, for whatever sake he was ashamed of.

"Then what? Did the roof leak until it got wet? It can't be fitting to hit the eye so," said Syila who sounded mocking, really Zean's self-esteem as if eroded out.

"Stop mocking me, get some sleep, Syila."

"Who menge_"

"Come sleep, won't you walk tomorrow morning?" threatening Zean who suddenly made Syila comply, he again lay down and turned his back to Zean's body.

"Don't look there, be a little polite to me" Zean said a little pushy because he was upset that Syila was back.

"Lookin?"

"It should be exactly like that," said Zean who felt he lost his comfortable position.

Syila who did not want to argue immediately obeyed the husband's will and hugged Zean tightly. Fuck was considered cheap, this was the deal she had to do during her time as Zean's wife. Yes, sleep should be embraced, even if you are angry or have problems out there.

"It's not wrong I chose it, very obedient .. and not much to ask."

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