Beautiful and Bad CEO

Where is my husband ?

Adira calls Arkan, the call is connected but not picked up and Adira tries several more times to stay the same

Arkan did not answer the call from her.

Arkan felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket that made the man smile. But in Adira's eyes that smile looks like a sneaky sneer.

"Your husband won't be able to answer that call because .." Arkan hung up his sentence making Adira suspicious.

"Because what ? What did you do to my husband ? where is he now, huh ?" adira asked a little screamed because she was afraid of Arkan at nothing by this foreign man.

"Calm down. Your husband will be fine if you serve me tonight." Arkan stretched out his hand to reach out to Adira's very pretty face tonight.

But the hand had not yet touched the smooth skin of Adira, the woman first brushed it off violently.

"Brengseg base ! I don't want to be touched by badji-ngan like you." despite being scared but Adira tried to fight. She does not want to be touched by another man other than her husband.

"Ck, you're rejecting me ? am I not more handsome than your husband. Aren't you disgusted at being touched by your husband whose face is so scary as a monster ?"

"No. I love my husband. Only he has the right to touch me." replied Adira firmly.

Arkan's heart blossomed when he heard Adira's words. It felt like he could not wait to immediately support the beautiful body of the woman in front of him.

Arkan slightly lowered his head to hide the happy smile of his handsome face. Seeing that Adira immediately took the opportunity to run towards the escape room door.

Just as Adira's hand reached the doorknob, Arkan immediately hugged her body from behind.

"Don't go" Arkan said softly whispering right in Adira's ear.

"Dele !" Adira rebelled wanting to break away.

Indeed Adira felt disgusted when her body was embraced by another man who was not her husband.

"Calm down, baby. It's me." said Arkan, getting his arms tightened, not wanting to let Adira go.

"Take me off !" Adira grew stronger and more rebellious as Arkan hugged her tightly.

Arkan twists Adira's body to make the woman face towards him. Adira banged Arkan's chest with all her might but Arkan did not feel any pain.

"Hey, relax, baby. It's me, your husband."

Adira immediately stopped her hand from hearing Arkan's last words. He stared deeply at the face of this handsome man in front of him.

"Don't talk nonsense. Now let me go." Adira refuses Arkan's body to break away. He probably believed the foreigner's words. Anyone can claim to be Arkan without showing proof.

"I'm not lying. Look at this." Arkan showed their wedding ring that was coiled around his finger.

"Where did you get that from ? What did you do to my husband ?" Adira did not immediately believe it just like that and he began to sob.

Suddenly Adira feels anxious for Arkan. Afraid that her husband would be killed by this man and take his ring. Adira's tears just flow thinking if it really happened.

"Why are you crying ?" Arkan wiped the tears on his wife's smooth cheek.

"Where is my husband ? hiks hyks." suddenly Adira's legs became limp and if only Arkan did not hold his body Adira must have collapsed on the floor.

Instantly Arkan becomes panicked to see Adira crying and almost faints.

"Adira, I'm sorry." said Arkan who realized that maybe he had been too much prank on his wife.

Arkan lifts Adira's already defenseless body to the bed even though Adira is still rebelling in the remnants of her powers that still exist.

"Where is my husband ?" hyks hyks. asked Adira in her sobs.

"I'm here, baby. I, Arkan Wiratama the husband of Adira Putri Abizar Putra" said Arkan gently to reassure his wife.

"I'm sorry for scaring you." Arkan simply stroked Adira's head to calm down.

Arkan no longer hugged Adira because he did not want to make his wife afraid. Arkan calls Hen into the room to help him convince him that he is Arkan.

"Master." the Assistant saluted.

"You can ask him about me" Arkan told Adira.

Adira looked at Arkan and Hen in turn. Wanted to see if the two of them worked together to deceive him or not.

"Please ask anything, miss" said Hen, who saw his nona still hesitating.

"W-is he Arkan, my husband ?" tanya Adira makes sure.

"Right, miss." replied Hen briefly.

"But how can it be ? you're not fooling me, are you ?" ask Adira again.

Hen also explained to his old wife about Arkan. The assistant also showed me the synthetic leather that Arkan had been wearing. After answering and explaining to Adira, Arkan had his assistant come out.

Now Arkan and Adira are both in the room. Arkan smiled at the beautiful face of his wife. Arkan reopened the suit covering Adira's front because he didn't want his assistant to see her.

Meanwhile Hen walked out of the hotel sighing as he thought about his old behavior today. His old age was so ugly and always scolded his wife. But now it's a half-dead bucin. To the point of having to involve him to explain to Miss Adira.

A woman sitting in the hotel lobby watched Hen from the moment she got out of the elevator to the hotel. The woman was more and more convinced that the man she saw an hour ago was Arkan. Not just similar. Because where Hen is there must be Arkan, the assistant who is always loyal to his master.