Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
5. Curious
Amran called his assistant Arlan who did not tell him that his wife had come here. He also called a receptionist who did not confirm to his secretary Azira.
"Why didn't anyone tell me that my wife was coming to visit me?"
"Sorry Sir! I was having a break and lunch outside, sir," said Azira's secretary.
"I had a meeting with Mr. Dito, the boss," Arland's assistant said.
"And you, what are you doing?" amran asked Hani who looked trembling with a pale face.
"I have forbidden Miss Nabilla to meet Mr. Amran. I also did not know at first that Miss Nabilla was his wife because she claimed that she was his assistant master who wanted to deliver lunch. Then Mr. Dito came and took Miss Nabilla to see you. So, the rest I do not know sir," said Hani stammered.
"alright. Get out of you all!" amran Bengpak.
The three hurriedly moved from Amran's study before getting Amran's rampage. What Amran fears is that Nabilla will complain to her grandfather or perhaps her grandmother. He was not afraid of the girl's anger.
Amran's coming home soon. He wanted to appease Nabilla if necessary to seduce the girl so that Nabilla would not complain to her grandparents. Without Nabilla complaining to her grandparents, the covenant itself would make Nabilla the sole heir of all her grandfather's possessions, if Amran desperate to marry another woman even though only as a wife siri.
Upon arrival at the apartment, Nabilla was teaching to treat her heart at this time. The door to his room was slightly open. Amran did not want to disturb the girl. He waited for Nabilla to finish her recitation of the Koran, sobbing.
Amran only took a deep breath. In these three months, he felt ashamed of himself with the girl who was too sholehah according to him.
"Nabilla. I've been looking for the wrong opponent. I want you to get out of my life and ask yourself to get divorced from me. I don't deserve you, "inner Amran.
Nabilla finished her reading. Nabilla turned her body about to open her face. Amran who immediately barged in wanted to meet Nabilla made Amran hold his breath which felt tight at this time.
Both Amran and Nabilla turned their bodies around. Nabilla took the veil again. Amran immediately went into his room.
"Is that Nabilla? oh my God, did I not look wrong? is she really my wife? such a beautiful time? I must have seen it wrong. My eyes have deceived me. Can't it be Nabilla?" asked Amran with a hunting breath.
Nabilla came out to see Amran. She wanted to apologize to her husband even though he was innocent. Still, he had to apologize for his religion demanding it that way. Nabilla knocks on Amran's bedroom door.
Tok...
Without waiting long Amran opened the door to his room." What do you want?" tanya Amran returned to factory mode by putting on a flat face.
"Can I come in?" nabilla asked with a downcast face.
"Come in!" Amran opened the door of his room and sat down at his bedside. He waited for what his wife wanted to say.
Nabilla rests at Amran's feet while rubbing Amran's knees." I'm sorry Amran. Please forgive me for my attitude!" nabilla said while holding back her tears not to flow.
"Open your veil! I want to see your facial expression, do you really regret what you did to me earlier? or just pretend to me," Amran's plea was full of ruse.
Nabilla obeyed him with a trembling hand opening her veil. Despite opening it, her face still bowed not daring to look at the handsome face of her husband.
"Now apologize again while looking at me!" amran's decree just wanted to make sure his vision was not wrong earlier.
Nabilla raised her face looking at Amran's face making Amran's heart insecure at this moment." Gosh darn. Am I married to an angel? What have I done to my wife? I have kept an angel in my house but I wasted it, "inner Amran.
"I'm sorry Amran." Nabilla repeated her words while looking at Amran's face with a sad look.
"Yes already. I've forgiven you. Go back to your room!"
"Thank you for that." Nabilla wore her veil again but was prevented by Amran.
"Good on."
Because the prestige was so high that Amran did not want to show his love for Nabilla. Though looking at Nabilla's lips earlier it feels like he wanted to melu**mat lips of the girl.
"Ah, what's wrong with my heart? I can't fall in love with her. I don't want to get involved with her feelings. Let it be like this. If I like her not because of her beauty but because I have feelings for her" muttered Amran.
It seemed that Amran was not satisfied to see the beautiful face of his wife. He was looking for a way to talk to Nabilla. He met Nabilla who was in the kitchen. Nabilla is making her favorite cake while looking at YouTube content featuring the chef making the cake.
"Nabilla!"
"Yes, um."
"I want to eat."
"good. Wait a minute, Nabilla prepare first."
It was not long before Nabilla had been serving her husband. Nabilla's motions were secretly noticed by Amran. Sometimes he likes to steal his eyes on his wife." Please mas!"
Nabilla returned to her place to continue baking while seriously watching you tube on her phone. That way Amran can enjoy the beauty of his wife.
"Why is she so beautiful? why can't I turn my eyes away from her?" Amran is at war with his own mind at this moment.
"Mas Amran didn't return to the company?" asked Nabilla while tidying up the dough to put in the microwave.
"No. I'm going to rest. Can you make me coffee?"
"Can mas. Just a minute." Nabilla regulates the heat temperature and the timer on the oven button. She made her husband's favorite black coffee.
"Bring it to my room!" Amran went to his room. Upon arrival in Amran's room could no longer hold back his desires. But he did not want to make Nabilla as an outlet for his desire. He wanted to do it because he loved the girl. Let it be like this. I don't want to get involved any further. I can't possibly fall in love with her." Amran denies his own feelings.
It could be that he did not want to lick his own saliva because it had insulted Nabilla all out.
Tok...
Nabilla opens the door to Amran's room, which looks like she's opening her phone." Mas. Here's coffee. Soon the cake made by Nabilla is ripe. Would you like to try it?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Nabilla came out again to the kitchen but was prevented by Amran." Nabilla's."
"Yes, um."
"Next night sleep here with me!"
Degggm....
It felt like Nabilla's body was about to collapse. She did not believe her husband's words that she might have misheard.
"What did you say?"
"Later in the night I'll sleep here. Do you not understand?"
"Is he taking the wrong medication? why did you suddenly tell me to sleep with him?" inner Nabilla.