Double-role

CHAPTER 149 (Season 3)

The sound of a pile of documents slammed onto the table echoed. The long-sided room featured the company's leader in a fit of rage.

His white face reddened while ruffled waist continued to stare at the three employees. He did not expect if his arrival back to work to get the news of not wearing.

He did not believe if the grandfather finally revoked all the assets he had. The company he had held for ten years is now being diverted.

The role of CEO is no longer his. This made Zaidan dumbfounded and not out of thought with the childish behavior of his grandfather.

Just arrived at work, Zaidan has been presented with notice if his position has been ousted.

He got on board, but couldn't do anything. He knew sooner or later his grandfather would rebel and do what he wanted.

He let out a rough breath and then rubbed his huffed face. The gaze looked back at the three men before him while smiling weakly.

"Alright, thanks for telling me about this. You can go back to work" Zaidan said later.

They looked at each other and looked at him deeply. "But sir, who will take your place now?" ask one of them.

"I don't know either, but obviously our elders are setting it up" Zaidan replied with a wry smile.

"What will happen to us later, sir? Actually we're more comfortable working with you, we're afraid of getting leaders who don't think about small employees" they alternated.

"Not to worry, I believe whoever replaces the CEO is the chosen one. It's better now that you get back to work and don't take this too seriously" Zaidan said, again trying to convince.

"Alright, then we'll excuse you. We hope Mr. Zaidan still occupies the position," another sambar.

Zaidan nodded and returned a fine smile. The three nodded slowly and left the room.

Again and again Zaidan sighed as he sat himself in the seat of his greatness. He kneaded the temple quietly unexpected and suspected this incident came so quickly.

Amidst the solitude of the room door suddenly opened, a beautiful woman wearing a miniskirt with a black blazer poked in.

The long hair on the ponytail revealed his straight neck. Zaidan who was closing his eyes opened his petals again.

Her soft black gibberish head turned to the side where the woman was smiling sweetly.

"Mas," he called her smooth.

Zaidan immediately stood up from sitting to clean up all the mess at the table. He was busy not looking at women who were not mahram there.

"Mas" he called again.

"Sorry Zanna, I'm busy. Next time we talk." After saying that Zaidan snatched the mantle that was draped in the wooden hanger behind him.

Without looking a bit Zaidan continued to walk through Zanna making the woman who works as a pianist stomp her feet.

"MAS." He raised his voice and grabbed Zaidan's right arm.

Instantly also the owner immediately threw his arm rough. "Don't touch me we're not mahram .. and again what clothes are you wearing? Do not travel like that, can invite other things that you can not imagine. Also ... Never meet me for things that are not clear. Because I'm married."

Zaidan went away, leaving no confidence in Zanna. The woman cengo stared at the steady back of the little friend kept away.

"What the fuck is he? Does she not know fashion? I used to be like this, did he forget? The woman had changed Zaidan's mas to not be fun anymore" he murmured.

Until one idea was sparked in the mind to make red lips melonannya widened perfectly. "I know .. I could use that photo to make their household a mess. I can't just let you go, Mom. What more do you choose that lowly woman compared to me?"

"I can't take it. In the past, if there had been no such incident we would have been married" he murmured again and again.

Zanna recalled a year back where she and Zaidan were almost engaged. The marriage made by both families went well for up to three months.

However, at that time he did not want to get married first and take his career for granted. One year ago as a pianist he was at the top.

He can't sacrifice what he's been fighting for just a serious relationship. However, it turns out that the choice was wrong, Zaidan chose to end their relationship and leave just like that.

Zanna who didn't think too much about it just let it go. He thought that Zaidan would come back to him at any moment. Because after all they, both of their families, already know each other.

So it was easy for him and Zaidan to be together again, but in the end the thought went so far. After several months of not meeting, he found Zaidan married.

He also did not expect that Zaidan was married to an ordinary woman far below him. He was so depressed when he had to be compared to Alina.

...***...

Moments later Zaidan arrived home. The servants were surprised to find the master returning so quickly.

They also understood there was a problem going on in the Zulfan family. Witnessing his figure, the maids looked at each other and encouraged each other to explain the situation that occurred.

Zaidan who witnessed this frowned, astonished. He swept through the entire room that caught sight and felt different things.

"Why does the house feel so empty? Where'd the madam go?" ask Zaidan to his servants.

One of them timidly walked over to tell something. "Mrs go, sir."

"Go? Where's Alina going?" ask her with a high voice.

"We-we don't know either. Madame ... The madam only said she went out for a while and did not want to be escorted by a driver" he explained.

Hearing the saying, Zaidan soot beads patterned. In a hurry he reached for a smart object in the coat pocket while throwing the briefcase in any direction.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he was busy pressing the numbers.

"Pardon us sir."

Zaidan growled and walked to the front yard with his phone in his ear. The call was connected, but the owner did not answer.

Many times he contacted his wife, but Alina still did not pick up the phone. He was already in the yard looking forward hoping his partner would come.

"Oh Allah, where are you going, Alina?" he was busy calling the same number.

The clock has shown at lunch, until now Alina was still not coming. Worry, worry, fear come back to shower feelings.

Zaidan thought worse of what happened to him. He was afraid that the grandfather acted rashly and made Alina and her future children why-why.

"Oh Allah, Alina." He rubbed his face and contacted her again

...Seriate......