Buttered

Chapter 64

Sarah and Tristan are still in the car heading to Tristan's apartment. This time Tristan drove his own car. The two of them were silent and threw away each other's faces.

Unfortunately, Tristan even occasionally stole a look at Sarah who never once once glanced at Tristan.

'Sialll! why have I been watching him ever since!' inner Tristan was upset at herself.

Without Tristan knowing this all day he didn't even think about Shanum. Tristan was so focused on her marriage and on memorizing her marriage contract. Until last night Tristan turned off his phone even now he did not bring it. Because indeed he did not remember that he put his phone in his room at his father's house.

A little later, about an hour later they arrived in the basement of Tristan's apartment. Sarah unlocks her seatbelt and gets out of the car even before Tristan finishes her seatbelt. Sarah headed straight to the back of the car, and looked at the rearview mirror in front of the right. Tristan who understands also unlocks the trunk.

After opening the trunk, Sarah immediately pulled out two suitcases that were actually quite large in size. But because Sarah has been used to lifting heavy items in the orphanage, from the start of a gas cylinder that weighs 12 kg, gallons of water and even 25 kilos of rice sometimes Sarah moves it from the front of the house to the kitchen. If by any chance the security guard or the caretaker is a man who is busy with other work.

If only two suitcases can be pushed or pulled. Sarah didn't think it was hard at all.

When Tristan got out of the car, he was quite surprised that two of Sarah's suitcases were already outside the trunk of his car. Meanwhile, he had seen Richard had trouble lifting and putting the two suitcases into the trunk of the car. But seeing Sarah was so easy getting her out of the trunk. Tristan raised his eyebrows slightly before he finally walked over to Sarah.

"Call security to help you!" tristan.

'Hais, have a husband but call security. Ck. I want to keep his pride. But he wanted to embarrass himself!' inner Sarah.

Because according to Sarah it is this way, because they are still wearing bridal clothes. Surely everyone who sees them will realize that they are a married couple. And if Sarah asks security for help to get her suitcase, Tristan is there. Isn't that the same as showing Tristan's inability to just carry his wife's suitcase. That would make the apartment security think that Tristan has no interest in his own wife. How a man who does not care for his own wife will care for others.

Sarah took a long breath.

"No need, I'll bring it myself!" sarah said without looking at Tristan.

"Alright, come!" sahut Tristan who immediately stepped forward left Sarah to the elevator.

Sarah was completely inexhaustible with that stone man in front of her. But since Sarah was used to living independently, this was no big deal for her.

Moments later they arrived at Tristan's apartment door. Tristan was seen pressing a few buttons to open the door. After the door opened, Tristan entered first.

"Hurry in, if the door is tightly closed. It will automatically lock!" tristan.

Sarah quickly pulled the two suitcases inside. After that the door was completely sealed shut and locked automatically.

"Where's my room?" ask Sarah who is tired.

"What do you mean?" ask Tristan.

Sarah nodded her forehead.

"My room, I'm going to go to my room and rest!" said Sarah.

"Ck. There is only one room. On the second floor there are two rooms but I use it for the workspace and mini bar! one more room under me makes a billiar!" tristan.

"So where should I sleep?" ask Sarah.

'Hais, she herself asked me to stay in her apartment. He said there were many rooms, stone man. Lots of rooms, but if there is nothing empty then where should I stay? sucks!' sarah in her heart.

But because Sarah was so tired today, she chose not to fight and just relented.

"Alright, but you don't go into the room before I'm done and come out!" firmly Sarah.

Tristan instantly displayed an expression of disdain for Sarah.

"Who will enter when you are inside, do not be too confident with your chest!" exclaimed Tristan who immediately turned to the direction of the place he called earlier.

Sarah crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Ck... basic!" kesalnya who immediately pulled two suitcases towards the room that was pointed by Tristan.

As soon as Sarah opened the door, Sarah stopped her steps. From the direction of the door, from the point of view of the door. He could immediately see a large photo of a woman on the wall that could be seen clearly from where Sarah was standing today.

Somehow Sarah's feelings became very uncomfortable, she tried to keep stepping in because she had signed a letter of agreement with Tristan. But still it feels like the step is getting heavier when the more into the room, the more photos of the woman in her room Tristan.

'She's so beautiful, come on, Sarah. What cares about you. Take a shower, get dressed and sleep!' inner Sarah.

Sarah tried to encourage herself. Sarah looked for an empty closet and arranged her clothes in the closet. Sarah took her thick pajamas. After that Sarah put her suitcase on the side of her closet. After that Sarah rushed to the bathroom.

There's a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. Sarah was quite fascinated by the neatness and cleanliness of Tristan's bathroom.

After a while, Sarah came out of the bathroom. And he was surprised to see Tristan standing in front of the bathroom door.

"Agkhhh, what are you doing here?" ask Sarah who is surprised.

Tristan's eyes glared at Sarah.

"Hey, did you forget this is my room. Get out!" exciting Tristan.

Sarah grabbed her comb and hairpin off the table. Then get out of Tristan's room.

'Ih, why else?' sarah is confused.

After the door closed, Tristan sat on the edge of his bed. Then rubbed his face violently. He then looked at the photo of Shanum displayed in front of his bed.

"I'm sorry Shanum, how could I just remember you now. What's wrong with me?" regret Tristan who just realized that he had forgotten Shanum all day.

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