Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 30: A Two-Family Deal

The padded sofa became where Sally threw herself, while Zean was already busy with work back. After lunch, Zean forbids Sally from going home. He took his wife to the office.

However, instead of in the office will be able to have a pleasant atmosphere, quite the opposite, Sally just be a busy audience Zean. So busy, let alone look, glancing at his little wife was not done. The man was really serious when it came to work.

Several times Sally snorted, cleared her throat for attention, but was useless. He began to get bored, even to move into a position so collapsed.

The phone in Sally's hand has been on for half an hour. He gets busy with playing social media, watching dramas, playing games, and anything else that can reduce his boredom. The work space of the husband is no television like at home, as a result it can only be like that for tens of minutes.

"Sister." Sally called the person who was constantly busy with the laptop. He glanced for a moment, hoping for an answer.

However, Zean did not seem to hear. The girl again called louder, "Sister Ze!"

Zean's fingers stopped for a moment, his head spinning slightly. "What's up, Little Girl?"

Sally snorted again, then tilted her head. His pink lips pursed the sewot. "I'm going home, okay?"

Zean's eyebrows shot up one side. He turned the chair around and faced the wife. Fingers that have since been agile typing, moved to look at each other in front of the stomach. "Why? I told you to ask you here. I only have about two hours left to work."

The long broad sentence from Zean invites a rude snort for the umpteenth time. Sally changed her sitting position. His skirt was exposed, he hurriedly fixed it.

Zean who kept paying attention smiled obliquely. There was his wife's behavior. "What is closed? I've held it."

Sally glared at Zean's words. In a moment, that guy's annoying attitude will definitely come. "What, really, Brother!"

Zean chuckled at Sally's expression. He shook his head, then turned the chair around and was ready to work again.

Knowing if her husband would ignore her again, Sally moved quickly. He got up from his seat and walked to Zean's desk without shoes on.

The snow-white hand landed on Zean's shoulder, stretched forward and wrapped around his neck. Whether you can learn from where, Sally can do such things, but usually touched Zean was immediately angry.

"You want to tease me?" Zean's hoarse voice sounded heavy accompanied by stopping the activity from the keyboard. The man glanced down to see his wife's hand.

"Can, yes, brother? I borrowed the car, so I can go home by myself." Not heeding Zean's question, Sally continued to discuss his request earlier. The girl really wanted to leave her husband's room immediately.

Zean let out a sigh, shedding Sally's hand from the shoulder. The man with clear eyes as clear as water looked up, then pinched his cheeks. "I'm not long."

Sally grunts. It's too hard to seduce Zean. He forgot that Zean had a wind-wind attitude. A good instant a shitty blink.

"Marrel!" The liptint-coated pink lips triggered one word in an annoyed tone. He turned himself around, then left Zean and returned to the sofa.

Meanwhile, Zean only looked at Sally's body from behind. The man smiled faintly while propping up his chin.

"Can you drive?" Zean stood up, pulled the drawer and took the car keys. The man's eyes turned to Sally after what he was looking for met.

The face that had been grim, instantly changed as crisp. Sally's eyes sparkled expectantly. He nodded quickly. "Can, Brother."

Throw your feet up loud as Zean leaves the desk approaching Sally. He pulled out the key and was about to be grabbed by his wife. However, the small object was pulled again by Zean and raised high above the head.

Sally who saw it looked up. "Sister!"

Sally's legs jerked the floor several times in annoyance, her lips pursed with sinister squeaking eyes. "Whatever, Brother Ze!"

Feeling funny, Zean laughed. That guy likes to mess with Sally. He immediately sat down next to his wife who was still sulking.

"Listen to me."

"Hm." Sally answered briefly without looking. His heart was upset being played by Zean.

"Little Girl."

"Yes, listen."

Zean smiled, raised one leg and rested the other. He leaned comfortably. "You're gonna go to college in C after this."

The head that was staring straight at the glass window of the company building, immediately turned to the side where Zean had just finished talking. Sally squinted at the omen for an explanation.

"You forgot that we're only here until your graduation day?"

"No. I'm kidding, right?"

Zean straightened his back, patted Sally on the head and pulled a strand of her hair. "I told you I was going to talk to you seriously. What's the point of lying?"

"But, Sister ...."

"Little Girl, our parents have been talking about this. Papi Tomi doesn't matter if you stay at the Pratama residence. Because now you're gonna be taking the exam soon, everyone's postponing it until graduation."

Sally ternanap. He can't fill Zean's words. His soul was shaken, his heart wanted to rebel and say no. "Sister Ze, I ...." Doubtful, Sally was reluctant to say it saw Zean's face. He was confused, suddenly afraid if he had to stay away from his family.

"Say!" Zean ordered his wife to talk. He's not very good at guessing women's things.

"Can I stay here with Mami and Papi?"

Zean shook weakly. He's taking a breath. "No. This time your request cannot be fulfilled. Pratama Group needs me. And you, as my wife, have to go where I'm going."

Sally's hope collapsed, her heart torn to the sound of rejection. A separate shadow with the family is like a flush of salt water over a wound. Feels sore.

Silence embraced two people who were adrift of eight years old. They're both mute. There was only a puff of breath and the sound of air from the air conditioning.

"Don't worry about anything. Mama and Papa also love you in the Pratama family. I'm talking about this from now on so you don't get shocked later on."

Sally looked. He nodded slowly with teary eyes.

"Once you go home. But promise don't be rude."

The man handed over the key next to Sally, rubbing her hair before returning to the desk.

Sally is still flinching. He just glanced at the thing Zean gave him. His desire to go home was fulfilled, but was swallowed by less bad news.