The Ugly Wife's
Make up

The relationship between Asyifa and Mira from day to day drifted away, making Angel who had to be in the middle of their own hassles.

Asyifa's unfriendly attitude change also made everyone in the company curious, what happened to the girl.

Zidan who saw it was concerned about the state of Asyifa. Surely the girl was really very hit with what happened, to make it turn as flat as a wall.

"Why did Mr. Zidan look at me from earlier? Don't you have a job to do?" tanya Asyifa felt uncomfortable to be noticed by Zidan earlier.

"Don't you feel like our offices are being changed?"

"What do you mean, Zidan?"

"Look at it now, you have so many jobs as if you were the boss of this company. While I am the real boss, I don't even have to do anything at all"

"Then Mr. Zidan can go home or relax in his own room, rather than see me working"

"If I don't want to?"

"Just give it your goddamn mind!" asyifa replied, getting upset with her boss.

"Alright, I will watch you work carefully" Zidan replied as he propped his chin up on Asyifa's desk.

Asyifa who saw Zidan's behavior, just rolled her eyes lazily, then resumed her work.

"But, why is Mr. Zidan talking casually with me? It's not usually you talk using me" asked Asyifa suddenly realizing something was strange.

"Why indeed? Is there a ban? After all, this is my company, so it's up to me to do whatever I want. Didn't you?"

"Whatever you are!"

Looking at the face of Ashifa who looked annoyed half-dead, made Zidan smile happily. At the very least, Ashifa could still show other expressions other than the flat expression of the wall.

"It seems like he's gone crazy" Ashifa muttered softly as she looked at Zidan who was smiling to himself.

"Did you just say?" zidan asked seriously, he pretended not to have heard Asyifa's words just now.

"No sir, I'm not talking about you. I'm talking to myself, so don't worry" Asyifa replied fearing Zidan was angry with her.

"like that? All right, keep up your work, don't mind me"

"Alright sir" replied Asyifa obediently.

Suddenly the door of the room of Ashifa opened, and there stood a woman whom Ashifa had seen for the first time.

The woman's face was very beautiful like a goddess, with a very elegant clothing style making her look so enchanting.

"Hello Zidan's. Sorry to interrupt your conversation, Asyifa, is that your name, right?"

"Ah yes" replied Asyifa spontaneously.

"What are you doing until you come to my company, Kinara? Can't you knock on the door before you get into someone else's room?" asked Zidan in an ice-cold tone.

"I'm sorry Zidan, I forgot to knock earlier because I heard your voice from outside. I'm sorry well Asyifa, next time I'll remember to knock on the door first. You're not angry, are you?"

"Of course not. Mr. Zidan don't be so rude, it's just a normal door anyway!"

"Well, I'll forget it because you asked for it" Zidan said.

"Thank you very much Zidan, who is kind and thoughtful" replied Asyifa, half joking.

Kinara who saw Zidan's interaction with Asyifa, stared in surprise at the two. Never had Kinara seen Zidan treat another woman like that, since the relationship between the two ended.

"Why are you daydreaming there? You haven't answered my question, what are you doing in my company?" ask Zidan to wake Kinara up.

"Ah that, I came with your father here. She wanted to see you, but since you weren't in your room, so I went looking for you"

"It turns out you came with your husband, huh? Oh yes Asyifa, this is Kinara. This is my stepmother, my father's second wife" Zidan said in a cynical tone, introducing the two.

"Hello bu Kinara. My name is Asyifa, I am Mr. Zidan's secretary"

"Cinara. Nice to meet you Asyifa" Kinara replied, imposing as much as a smile on her lips.

"Asyifa, I went to see my father first well, later I will be back here soon" said Zidan who was replied with a nod of the head by Asyifa.

Zidan then stepped out into his own room, regardless of Kinara still standing there.

"I'll excuse you, too, Ashifa"

"Please Miss Kinara"

*****

Zidan looked at the middle-aged man before him with a lazy look.

"What business does it take for you to come to my company?" ask without further ado.

Marcel looked at his son whose face looked very similar to his with an annoyed look.

"Do you not want to ask your father first, before asking about anything else?"

"Don't bother you, just tell me why you came here!"

"Jeez, look at that kid Kinara! Was I not his father until he treated me that badly"

Kinara who had just entered the room, smiled sweetly upon hearing her husband's words. He then walked closer to Zidan and gently touched the man's shoulder.

"Don't be like that Zidan. Your father purposely took the time to come here to meet you"

"Don't touch me just like that! Aren't you ashamed? Didn't I say many times, never try to take my place!" zidan said as he brushed Kinara's hand off her shoulder.

Marcel who saw Zidan's rude behavior towards Kinara, could only signal Kinara to sit next to him.

"I'm sorry Zidan. But I never intended to take your place" Kinara said then walking towards Marcel.

"So my dad asked me to ask you about it, didn't he? All right, I'll ask now. How are you doing with my ex-boyfriend, who you made your young wife?"

"ZIDAN!"

"Why is dad angry? I should be the one who's mad at you, why is it that you're mad at me?"

"Please don't bring that up again Zidan. Dad's arrival here is to discuss something more important with you"

"really? Then just tell me the point, 'cause I'm so busy right now"

"Work in Zidan's father's company. Be a successor there, until when will you neglect your duties as a successor?"

"Didn't I tell you many times, I would never want to inherit a treasure produced by my father! If you want a successor to take care of the company, you can ask your young wife to give birth to a child. Isn't that better than dad interrupting my life?"

"Zidan, don't talk like that. You know I have my own reasons why I haven't been able to give your father a descendant"

"Zidan watch your words! After all Kinara is your mother, so treat her with respect like you treat your own mother"

"Who said I ever accepted her as my mother? Never dream of being treated well by me. Think of it as a punishment for you from me for hurting your heart!"

Marcel who heard the words from Zidan, could only massage his forehead slowly. He did not want to make his relationship with his only child worse.

"Do as you wish, but you must remain a successor in your father's company. Do you understand?"

"I have given you my answer: no, and forever will be! If there's nothing else to talk about, please get out of my room"

After saying that, Zidan opened the door of his room wide to let the two men go. Although Marcel looked at him with a look of pity, Zidan remained merciless.

Finally Marcel and Kinara inevitably, had to go from there with a heavy heart.

After the departure of the two men, Asyifa immediately went to Zidan's room to see the condition of his boss.

From that moment Ashifa who was in his room, also heard their conversation because of the angry shouting voices from Zidan and his father.

"Sir, can I come in?" asyifa asked from behind the door after knocking on it a few times. Because he did not get a response, he boldly opened it.

"Just enter Asyifa" Zidan replied in a soft voice. The man was bowing his head at his work desk.

Asyifa also stepped in and could only stand quietly near the sofa in the room, without knowing what to do.

"Why did I come in here, what should I do now?" asyifa grumbled in her heart.

A few minutes passed without a sound made Zidan inevitably have to raise his head to look for the existence of Asyifa. The moment their gaze met, Asyifa could only smile awkwardly at him.

"Geez, what are you doing standing there standing still?" asked Zidan while laughing.

"Sorry sir, I don't know what to do. I came here because I was worried about Mr. Zidan's situation"

"Have you heard the conversation between me and my father, as well as Kinara?"

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop on sir's conversation, but his voice just sounded right up to my room. I'm sorry sir"

"It's okay Asyifa. You said you were worried about me, right? Can you do something for me?"

"What is that sir? I will do it if I can" Ashifa replied enthusiastically.

"Sit on that couch Ashifa"

Asyifa obeyed Zidan and sat there. Zidan then approached Asyifa and sat down next to her, and he put his head on the girl's boat.

Asyifa who received such treatment was shocked, and wanted to pull her shoulders away from Zidan. But quickly, his hand was held back by Zidan and tightly grasped by the man.

"Don't move Ashifa. Just for a second, let me be like this. I beg you"

Hearing Zidan's sincere plea, Ashifa could only obey the man's words without a voice.

*****

The clock showed at 10pm, but for a second Asyifa could not close her eyes.

He's not usually like this. He is one of the easiest types of people to fall asleep in bed, but now his mind is filled with Zidan.

He still could not understand the meaning of the conversation between Zidan and his father, as well as the Kinara he had heard this afternoon.

"Sir Zidan and Kinara ever dated? Then why did Kinara marry Zidan's father instead of Zidan? Did I hear wrong?" asyifa murmured to herself.

Asyifa then chose to rise from her sleep, then lazily walked out of the room. His throat suddenly felt dry and was eager to drink water.

Outside, Asyifa met Mira who also had just taken water from the kitchen. Looking at the figure of Asyifa, Mira passed him just like that.

"Mira wait, I want to talk to you" said Asyifa ventured.

In fact, he was very sorry after treating his two friends very badly, just because of the problem with William.

"What's wrong? Do you want to slap my cheek again?" ask Mira cynically.

"I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have treated you two like that, given how much you care for me. I'm so sorry"

"It's so easy. You've hurt someone with your words and treatment, then apologized"

"Mira, I'm really sorry. The moment I became distrustful of anyone because William seemed to love me, within a month could turn to be engaged to another woman"

"Don't tell me you think me and Angel are the same as William? Are you crazy, Asyifa?"

"I'm just afraid to lose someone else in my life. I purposely distanced myself from everyone around me, including you and Angel"

"Good God, Angel and I will never leave you! Think like that never once, because we sincerely want to be friends with you"

"I knew. I'm sorry now and I feel so ashamed of you and Angel. I shouldn't have treated you like that just because of my problem with William" Asyifa began sobbing.

Hearing Asyifa's words, Mira without hesitation came forward to hug her best friend's body tightly.

"Don't cry Ashifa. Angel and I have never been angry with you once, we're just a little disappointed"

"What are you two doing without me? Are you hugging without even taking me?" angel suddenly appeared.

Actually Angel had heard the conversation between Asyifa and Mira earlier from inside her room.

He chose to refrain from going out, until the two friends solved the problem between them.

"I also want to apologize to you, Angel" said Asyifa when she saw Angel's presence.

"Calm down, I'm not mad at you Asyifa. I can understand your attitude being like that, because hate is betrayed by the people you trust and love as sincerely as your heart"

Angel took turns to embrace Ashifa following Mira.

"You're not supposed to ruin your personal life, and your relationship with the people around you is just because of one guy like William. You are precious and worthy to be happy as well Asyifa, forget him and show that your life can be better without him"

"Thank you Angel, thank you Mira. Again I'm sorry"

"Tomorrow me and Angel will look around the apartment, and move out of here soon. You're coming with us, aren't you?"

"Can I come?"

"Of course I can! We're moving out of here, and we're giving this man the ownership papers and the keys to this apartment back to that son of a bitch!" angel said firmly.

"Haha. All right, I'll come with you. Because we're friends, we should always be together"

"Smart child" said Mira while hugging Asyifa with affection.

Seriate....