The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 21 TOUR ME

Afraid of being hugged by the Director, the man put Syha slowly on the sofa.

Letting the annoyance adorn the look on her face, Syha asked curiously "What the hell do you want!"

Alon breathed as he entered his room, locked the door and sat in a chair adjacent to his wife's distance.

"Listen carefully," Alon swooped seriously towards Syha "I've been very kind to you, taking care of you and providing for all your needs in this house."

"Why then?" Syha replied with sewot, is it wrong if he said so? Didn't he say anything? He said it like that, in part, just warning.

Alon rattled his hair ever-increasingly "At least you didn't make a fuss in this house."

"What's? Though I did not insult your woman, she first provoked dissension," defended Syha who is still struggling with her stance.

"Is there no day for you to obey me?" Sergey Alon, controlling his explosive emotions. "Have I been too cruel to you?"

The woman was silent for a moment trying to digest what Alon said, her eyes pondering downward. Is it possible that his attitude is too outrageous? This man was very good to him.

"Did I beat you up, rebuke you, drag you to a dark place, lock you in the basement. I'm not like your husband at the previous wedding!" Clearly Alon was struggling as if he was venting the pent-up disgust all this time.

"I'm like this because.."

Syha knitted her brows curiously, Alon was incessantly attacking now silent suddenly. What's wrong with this guy.

Alon switched his last words, "after all you don't know how to be grateful and grateful."

"Yes" Shha replied briefly, what if this man should be attentive to her. After all other than for theatrics, which must be only because of pity.

Alon held his hands above his thighs. "If there's a problem you want to tell me, tell me."

Syha did not heed, immediately stood up "i don't want to argue," he concluded and then walked out to reach the door knob.

Alon's glance went hand in hand with his wife's walking steps, "you're not this way out of jealousy are you?"

The deg!

An unusual rumbling feeling cheered in his bottom. He mensosor answered the man's question, "you're who I should be jealous of you."

Alon smiled faintly, "your face is red."

Reflek Syha stroked her cheeks, enduring the unstoppable embarrassment. "It's because it's hot!"

"It's hot because it burned?" Alon chuckled at the expression of his wife who was hiding her meeting face.

"Here you go," she said she was about to quit, not wanting to continue this debate or she would explode with her tomato face because she was agitated.

When to lower the knob Syha termangu. 'But is it possible that he feels jealous?'

"I have to go to America tomorrow, so don't act as long as I'm not home." Alon again reminded the culprit who could have flattened this mansion if this perpetrator wanted him. He did not want Syha to ruin his precious residence.

Straight lines crossed along with her furrowed forehead, Syha thought for a moment a question crossed her mind "Together with your woman?"

"Who's my woman?"

"Kelly" replied Syha.

Why does his wife keep talking about Kelly, is there no other woman more interesting to discuss? Selena gomez, Aliana grande, venti, tall anything.

"My lady is my wife Rashanda" Alon said. No other woman fills the emptiness of her heart but her first love.

Syha flinched, biting her lower lip hard. His mouth was wondering why he should be ashamed to hear it.

Alon continued saying "Yes I went there for business, not for business"

"Oh, yeah, good luck."

Eespon Syha who likes to interrupt Alon's words, makes the man's patience as if to break up.

"This is my room that was supposed to come out it was you" Alon chimed in mockingly, not wanting to look confident but his wife explained that she had misbehaved to hear the statement just now.

"That's a real Songong!" decak Syha, return to resist the shame. What the heck his attitude was completely uncontrollable, from earlier he continued to be ridiculous in front of Alon. "Can't you have to pay attention to me?"

"Then what should I do? Demoniac?" Alon asked who was waiting for an answer.

Syha replied with her trademark "Yes."

"Well, if you want to, from tomorrow on you'll have to work for my company, besides you'll be quite experienced in the company before, so.." Alon put his finger on the chin with a thoughtful look. "My company is in need of an OB maybe my company can be shiny if you work there."

Syha widened her net, looking in disbelief "WHAT?!" Crack it with a tone of no acceptance.

Alon stuck a finger in his mouth, hinting not to refute "Ssts, consider this to be your ransom, right? diligently also clean this mansion so that your installments continue to decrease."

Syha clenched her grasp firmly, is this man playing around with her?

"The clothes you're wearing are off. Ask Nanny to change your appearance, tomorrow you also have to work in a dirty kitchen with another maid," said Alon stood up to the door and put the key and pushed it wide open "I almost forgot, I'm leaving for the airport tomorrow morning. Please wash my car until it's kinclong."

"You-," Her jaw clenched, the two eyes lit up against each other with the husband's.

"Well, you ain't no bavel," Alon calmed the "Udah, right? Please come out Miss Reid"

Syha did not respond to anything, she was silent with a gaze that was still raining.

"Oh still less yes, the cake was in the warehouse there-"

"YES I'M WORKING!" Berang Syha stomped hard on his feet on the floor.

Alon dabbled on his waist with his left hand, his right body he rested on the side of the door,

"𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨-𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘬 𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘬 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳!'

"Basic! Just because I challenged her she would actually treat me like an animal," Shha burst forth with her steps halted in front of the entrance of the room.

"It's chirping!" The roar did not stop.

"Be careful, you dare to play Miss Moon!"

Syha looks at the wedding ring that is still worn in the sweet "Zein, how are you there. I miss you so much" she said with a deep yearning, "why don't you come looking for me?"

"I'd like to see you once."

Soon 5 years will pass, she has been living alone without a husband all this time. Will Zein not come back to her?

...❁...

Morning greeted with the sound of birds singing melodious in the sky, the man rose from his long sleep.

Alon recalled his debate with Syha "Did he speak too seriously last night? do you have to apologize for talking like that"

The sound of water rushing out of the front yard of the mansion, Alon went to the balcony looking for the origin of the sound.

Syha stood in front of her favorite car with a water hose held in her left hand, while her right hand was busy sweeping her car with foam covering the entire body of the car.

Outside of his wife's expectations of actually obeying his words, Alon thought the woman could not possibly be willing to do this kind of thing.

Not long after Syha turned her back, waving at her with a beautiful smile, Alon had fallen asleep with that charm.

"It's so pretty" the man responded by waving, like a child.

His smile slipped when he saw the woman carrying a cylindrical object "had she got that big can from where?" Alon narrowed his eyes looking at Syha's gelagat.

"Eh? undaunted," Alon momentarily looked at his wife from a distance, the woman still threw a smile at him. Yes, a smile that is implied vengeance.

"NO! NO! MY FAVORITE CAR!" Alon ran in a daze, an erratic algal ridge coming out of the room. He begged God not to let his wife do it!