Wife Trash Is Now Diamond
The Trap for You

Standing in front of the mirror. Looking at his handsome face while tidying up the black leather jacket lining the white t-shirt inside.

The tall, burly man and the maco were smiling looking at himself in the mirror. He is the CEO of Axton Group. The largest automotive company in the country.

Tonight Agam will go to gather with his sports car community friends. Agam turned his wrist, looking at the clock that already showed at 9 p.m.

"I have to go!" said Agam. He rushed to get the phone over the drawer. Put his cell phone in his jacket pocket and then out of his room while playing the car keychain in his hand.

"Where are these nights going?" ask Emma. He's approaching Agam. Emma was wearing a satin-style kimono and was maroon-red. His hair is short.

Agam's footsteps stopped. He looked at his mother who came to him.

"I want to get together with Ma" replied Agam.

"Blunt? Tomorrow you get married while you're still getting together." Emma's surprised tomorrow Agam's getting married. He should rest tonight so that tomorrow his body is fresher and fitter. Not even wandering.

"It is precisely because tomorrow I want to get married, tonight my last freedom Ma." Agam felt there was no harm in gathering with his friend mumpung this last day as a single. Maybe tomorrow there will be a woman who will start to manage her life.

"Hm." Emma shakes.

"Yes Ma. I'll leave first."

Albert walked up to the stairs of the mansion.

"Be careful. Don't get too drunk!" emma's Message. He knew Agam must be drunk with his friends. Moreover, this was his last night to gather with them.

Agam just gave a thumbs up while walking down the stairs. For tonight no one can stop his will. He wants to satisfy his bachelor, hang out and get drunk with his friends.

***

Caldwell Mansion at 12 p.m

Sit with his friends. They play cards accompanied by beautiful girls who are deliberately hired by the owner of the mansion. Wine bottles lined up on the table from the famous brand. Agam so enjoy the card game while occasionally sipping wine in his glass.

On a different sofa a man looked at Agam with a cold look and looked dislike for him. Ken Walton is Agam's best friend but their friendship has been strained since Agam took his girlfriend Elena Alquinsha.

"Bro, what's the matter?" A man patted Ken on the shoulder and sat down next to him.

Ken was silent. Lazy to reply to his friend's question.

"Lo again ngeliatin Agam huh?"

"Tomorrow Agam will marry Elena. My relationship with Elena will never return." Ken is very upset with Agam and Elena's wedding that will be held tomorrow.

"Why don't you fail."

Ken's speechless. Thinking of advice from his friend. There's still time to thwart Agam and Elena's marriage.

"I give you how." The man slipped a powder into the pocket of Ken's jacket.

"This what?" ask Ken.

"Lo must know what that is."

Ken nodded. He knows what his friend means.

On the other hand Agam is still fun playing cards. Suddenly Ken came with a glass of wine. He pretended to be familiar to Agam. Sitting next to him while accompanying him playing cards. Ken unconsciously swapped their glasses.

"Game let's embroider!" Ken invited embroidered for Agam to gulp the wine in the glass that had been exchanged by him.

"okay." Agam easily lifted his glass. Embroidered with Ken then gulped down the wine that had been exchanged.

Ken only smiled faintly at the end of his lips. The plan went according to what was arranged by him. But unfortunately Ken was forced to leave Agam to go to the toilet for a while. At that time Agam began to feel heavy sleepiness.

"Damn, it's so sleepy." Agam back and forth evaporating. His eyes were heavy to open. Agam occasionally rubbed his eyes and covered his evaporating mouth.

"Gue go home first." Pleased to his friends.

"Lo's still late in the afternoon why come home Bro?" Friends of Agam protest.

"Yes, Lo tomorrow it's hard to gather this hour and go home." Other friends protested as well. Usually Agam likes to hang out until the morning when they get together with his friends.

"Sorry Bro sleeps hard, I go home first." replied Agam.

Agam's friends nodded. They couldn't get in the way of Agam's desire to go home.

Get out of the Cardwell Mansion. Driving his car out of the place. Along the way his eyes continued to sleepy. He has trouble driving his car. The road he was walking on was also not clearly visible. Until Agam turns in the wrong direction. Enter into a small housing.

"Eeegghh .. sleepy!" lamented Agam. His sleepiness is getting heavy. I don't know where he is. His mind was no longer focused. He doesn't care about the road he's on. Agam gave up. Stop the car, immediately fall asleep leaning on the seat of his car with the position of the car that is still on. Even the car door is not locked. His car was in front of a small house at the end of the alley.

Cassandra looked at the clock on her desk. It's 1 p.m., he's not sleepy yet. Many of the student's homework remains uncorrected. Though one more week Cassandra will get married but the work she has to finish before the holidays is still piling up.

In the living room Monika and Khanza were sitting down to relax and see their favorite show on one of the television stations. Some snacks lined up on the table. There are chips, nuts, fried foods and bread. They watch while eating the snack.

"Mom, Cassandra's sister wants to marry Fahri, the son of a rich mabel businessman."

"Yes, you should be the one Fahri proposed to. You deserve to be with Fahri instead of Cassandra." Monika did not like Cassandra. She always treated Cassandra like a maid rather than a child. All the homework charged on Cassandra from Cassandra was young to adulthood. Luckily Cassandra was a strong and independent child. Never complained even though her stepmother always behaved badly to her.

"Jebel deh Bu. Cassandra's sister will move out of this house and become Mrs Fahri. As for me, not a single rich man wants to marry me."

Since the relationship between Cassandra and Zafran broke down in the middle of the road, Cassandra chose to accept Fahri a good man who recommended her own father. Fahri's family is kind and can accept his family status unlike the Zafran family who insulted and demeaned him.

"God!" Monika grunted annoyedly.

Dreet ... dreett ...

Khanza's cell phone vibrated on the table. Rushing Khanza took his phone and saw the screen of the cellphone that continued to light up. A message from his girlfriend. Khanza opened the message and read it.

[Sweetie I'm in front. Bring your favorite martabak]

Khanza put his cell phone in his shorts.

"Mom I go outside first, Diki is in front."

Monika just nodded.

After receiving permission from her mother, Khanza went outside her home. He saw his girlfriend on the street, sitting on his motorbike and holding a red plastic containing the martabak he bought.

"Oh ..., when is he rich?" inner Khanza complained. He felt uncomfortable seeing his girlfriend who did not meet the criteria he wanted.

Khanza walked over to Diki. His face was sour looking at the man sitting on his motorcycle seat.

"The Martabak."

"Yes!" Khanza replied in a loud voice as if facing his enemy.

"Special martyr."

"Go back there!" Not to thank Khanza just ketus on his girlfriend.

The man nodded. Immediately turned on his motorbike and passed from that place with the disappointment he brought. Khanza was still standing.

"Whose car is on?" Khanza's eyes accidentally saw a black car parked not far from his house. Her curiosity made her want to know more.

"Samperin ah." Without a second thought Khanza walked over to the parked car.

Khanza looked into the car glass. It looks like Agam is sleeping.

"Whose guy is he? Don't-don't you?" Khanza. Makes himself more curious. His hands tried to open the car door.

"Eh, it's not locked." Khanza was excited to know the car was unlocked. At least the curiosity that filled his mind would be answered.

Khanza opened the car door. A handsome man was sitting in the steering chair. Looks like an unconscious person even though Khanza has patted him and called him many times.

"Drunk time huh? Alcohol smell. Not rich Fahri never drunk, dream of all women." Khanza so remembered prospective husband Cassandra who has good ethics and good manners.

"Gosh, there's a tattoo on his neck." Khanza was surprised to see a tattoo with a lion on Agam's neck. He shook his head. All this time always saw Fahri as a man figure of dreams. Never imagined there is a man like Agam who has a different appearance and habits with Fahri. Very inversely proportional.

"Surprisingly, sleep rich people die to not feel anything at all."

Khanza was still engrossed in his curiosity. He looked at everything in the car. He accidentally found a gun with a car drawer.

"I'm crazy there's a gun. Is he a fugitive? Criminals or robbers?" Khanza thought negatively of the sleeping man.

"Gerri ah, mending me down." Instead of getting into trouble, he'd better get down, don't forget to put the gun back in the car drawer.

Khanza is lazy to take care of the person he just found in the car. He felt unimportant and unfavorable to himself.

Khanza out of the car. Just a few steps flashed a rotten plan in his mind. Khanza smiled cunningly.

"May also." Khanza continued his footsteps. His spirit was burning with a plan that filled his brain. He went into the house and told Monika what he had seen.

"Don't thugs or gangsters. Serem. Where your father is no longer home" Monika said.

"That's exactly Mom. I have a plan." Khanza smiled cunningly. There's something on his mind.

"What plan? Don't be weird." Monika's worried. He was afraid the man in the car was a bad person.