CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapter 43. Two against one

The apartment door opened, Sarah looked at him coldly. He didn't even say hello or let her in. The woman, went straight to the kitchen.

"Did something happen?" Ervan took his hand. But, Sarah threw it away without answering.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?" asked softly, while grabbing back that hand.

"Are you that kind of person?" Stare sharply. "Always run away from responsibility, after making a mistake?"

"Whatchu mean? Don't confuse me!"

Sarah threw Ervan's hand back.

"Who's Clarissa? Did you sleep with him too? After, it just left."

Ervan swore inwardly, it turned out that the cunning woman, was faster than him. In fact, he had deliberately come, without going to the company first.

"Follow me home, let my mom explain it to you. You can ask him as you please."

"For what?"

"So you can choose who you can trust. I'm in front of you, but I can't convince you."

Finally, Sarah followed Ervan. It's pointless, avoiding trouble, he has to face it as hard as anything. And true, he could not trust Ervan, after what he had experienced.

Sarah's already stuffed the little guy's stuff and his. Then, rushed out with the husband carrying their bag, while he carried their son.

"At home it's a bit chaotic" Ervan said without looking, still focusing on the traffic in front of him.

"You mean?"

"You'll see for yourself, but I hope you can trust my mother. Don't easily trust others who aren't right."

"But I saw your video."

Ervan braked suddenly, then pulled the car over quickly.

"What video?"

Sarah had not yet answered, she was disgusted to say so.

"You guys got together in the apartment and did that."

"You sure it's me?" Ervan pointed at his chest. "But I didn't touch him. He undressed and offered himself, but I left him out of disgust."

"Then, what are you doing on the couch?"

"Sofa?" Ervan tried to remember. "I lowered my clothes and opened her bra. Then, ...."

Plaque.

"Akh!" Ervan held onto her cheek, which felt sore.

"It's like that, but still say don't touch it. A normal male, would not refuse if offered a fish."

"I didn't touch him, I just destroyed his pride. He was ready to sleep with me, but I told him to offer it to the neighbor in front of his apartment room."

"You think I'm a fool, can believe that."

"I swear. I didn't touch her at all."

Sarah did not answer, she wiped her fallen tears without realizing it.

Ervan hit the wheel, his anger bursting out wanting to get out. How did she record them? Did he prepare it from the beginning? Fuckin' shit! Bump Ervan, who hit the wheel again.

"I'll prove it to you, if I don't touch it." Back driving.

Silence accompanied them along the way, Sarah snorted while sobbing. Meanwhile, Ervan is still focused with a straight view in front.

Not long after, they arrived. Both, step in. Sarah flicked a step, the voice of debate going on in there. She turned her head, looking at her ordinary husband, as if nothing had happened.

"Come, in! Ignore what's going on in there."

"You, bring my son in."

Ervan clasped Sarah's hand, walked into the house. Meanwhile, the waiter had already run in first.

"Basic, fox demon."

"You're a snake demon" Sandra replied pointing back at Clarissa's mother.

The sound of footsteps entered the house, they turned their heads.

"Well, wow. .. your cleaning service son-in-law is home. Let me see!" Go a few steps. "My daughter is prettier and classier. She's." Pointing Sarah. "Hahaha, totally substandard."

Clarissa's mother laughed in a mocking tone. Meanwhile, above Sandra's head was like smoke billowing. Sarah came forward to her mother-in-law, smiling, ignoring the wild animal next to her.

"Ma, I'm home." Sarah hugged him. "Ma, what's your face?" Sarah held the face of her mother-in-law.

"It's okay, honey. It's just a small scratch, a wild cat with short, flat claws, can't hurt my face. Come in, just rest. Don't mind the snake woman."

"I don't care about him either. Emotions make my skin wrinkle fast. You have to see a doctor later, wild cats carry a lot of viruses and bacteria." Sarah turned to Clarissa's mother, revealing a row of white teeth.

Want to insinuate me, you can't yet, be my opponent!

"You are a virus and a bacterium! Clarissa's mother pointed, not accepting.

"You are viral and bacterial, it deserves to be so thin and flat." Sandra won't lose.

"Already, Ma. Don't be emotional." Sarah calms her mother-in-law.

"Yes, with your deceitful son-in-law. Poor thing, maybe you're too stupid to be deceived so easily."

Sarah stopped, grinned for a moment and turned her head.

What trickster? Who is a fraud? I just wanted to ease your anger, but instead insult me. Wow, this auntie is really, asking for her mouth squeezed.

"Ouch, aunt. Is it really embarrassing for your daughter to be stabbed by a cleaning service? She's beautiful, classy, educated, but unfortunately unable to fight cleaning services like me. Maybe he has a lot to learn." Sarah wags her hair.

"Hahaha, you're very confident and shameless."

Hooo, still strong apparently!!

"I think Auntie's wrong. Shameless, it is chasing after a married man, volunteering, like a woman does not sell. Hahaha......"

Feel it! To fight me, you need an expert!

"You're right, baby, he may not be doing anything out there. What is beautiful, if only it can seize the property of people. Oh, pity ya!"

Clarissa's mother was at a loss for words, the same two entwined women laughed at her. Two against one, not worth it. He lost, even if he only fought with his mouth. She turned to her husband, who was sitting there watching them, doing nothing, and even enjoying a cup of tea on the table.

You fuckin' man. I've been laughed at, and I've been drinking tea.

"Listen, Sandra. Because your son doesn't want to be held responsible. I'll bring this to justice. Let's see if you can still laugh. I'll watch you fall and come begging me."

"Yes, yeah. Just please! We're not afraid."

"Cih, be happy with your cleaning service son-in-law. If your company falls, I'd be happy to give her a job as a maid in my house."

"Thank you very much, Aunt for the offer and the kindness. But sorry, I'm not interested."

"Truly sickening!"

I'm the one who's sicker and nauseous. It's good, saying I clean service!

"Papa, come on, go home!"

Clarissa's father, who was still enjoying a cup of tea, immediately got up.

"Mr Izzam, we'll excuse you. Looks like, we'll just have to meet each other next time and talk about it."

"All right, I'm waiting for news. Perhaps, we should bring together your daughter and Ervan. You know very well, we both can't just trust."

"I understand. Excuse me."

Clarissa's parents are finally gone.