Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

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The heart of which woman does not melt, beautiful young man, pioneering his own business, owning a large company. The young man was seen eating quietly, cold-faced, praising, yet giving the impression of being unapproachable.

A deposit? With her beauty, she may quickly climb into Farel's bed. Slowly replacing his wife's position, maybe that's how Keyla thought, biting the bottom of his own lips.

Farel's wife, who has been seen in the media, is not as beautiful as she is. Perhaps the figure of Jeny (wife of Farel) is also from the upper class. But, still, do not blame the husband turned away if the wife is not smart to take care of themselves. His brain was completely smoothly justifying all the actions he would take.

One more term motto of a true actor. The third person is an unloved one.

His hands began to approach Farel's hands. However, unexpectedly, the young man clasped his hand.

"You want to drink together? I'm trying to get rid of the fatigue." bid from his mouth, smiling deathly.

"Where to?" asked Keyla enthusiastically.

"Club'nights or restaurants are too crowded, I'm worried if there are journalists. What if at the hotel, calm down we just talk as friends." he replied.

Keyla rounded her eyes, spontaneously nodding.

"Bill.." call Farel to the waiter, then pay him.

Farel walked away followed by Keyla, sending a message to Tomy.

'166,000, get your cousin to change my money. Bill the hotel you guys paid, too,'

Maybe that's the message that the owner of the big company sent.

***

Tomy clenched his forehead, "Here!! Bills to test your dear br*ngsek. You yourself have to pay." said Tomy showed the contents of the message from Farel.

Gilang's hands clenched, the young man just nodded, not feeling a drop of his tears flowing. Crying Keyla? No, he was crying for Amel.

His best friend had been Keyla's assistant, once complained to him of physical violence, when Keyla held a private party at the house Gilang bought.

Amel also said Keyla brought another man into her room. However, Gilang then snapped at Amel for the first time. He accuses her of being Leon's man who was paid with money to keep him away from Keyla.

That's how the friendship they formed began to stretch. Amel has rarely spoken to her since, been driven home, shaking only her head. Prefer to go home using online motorcycle.

The question he harbored, whether it was true when Amel experienced physical violence. If so, he is too cruel to friends who are always worried about him.

Gilang was silent for a moment...

"Isn't it enough to prove she's a br*hsek woman? He teased me a few times. But, since you consider her a benevolent goddess I can only be silent, not looking for trouble..." Tomy sighed harshly.

"I want to continue." said Gilang wipe his tears. Trying to smile, harboring his guilt.

Grabbing his car keys, to follow Farel.

***

One of the city's largest five-star hotels is Farel. Ordering a room, as well as an alcoholic beverage delivery service.

Tomy and Gilang booked a room next to him.

The handsome young man, opened a bottle of wine, poured it a quarter of a glass. Smiling at Keyla, "Are you still on the throne? Sorry, I mean no girlfriend. I don't want any trouble if your boyfriend is a jealous guy..."

That is why, help from Tomy is very necessary. Even if only at night.

"I'm still alone, girlfriend? I don't have any." he said smilingly drinking a mouthful of wine in his glass.

You heard it yourself, right? He said he has no girlfriend!! Get out of your hiding places!! Slap her, so I can go home soon!! Otherwise my wife would have grabbed my hair again... Farel still looked haughty, muttering in his heart.

While in the side room, Gilang and Tomy heard all their conversations, from the eavesdropping device.

Gilang's hands trembled, saying hesitantly, "You can send a message to Farel to ask him if he often holds a private party, some kind of drunk with some people in his house,"

Tomy sighed harshly, although it was difficult to switch the conversation, but she still sent a message to Farel.

'This blind love boy wants you to ask. Chihuahua often holds private parties at his home. A kind of western-style party with a small number of people and liquor...'

Farel reached into his pocket feeling that a message was coming in. The young man let out a rough sigh, should his mission be completed right? Does not admit a girlfriend, willing to be taken to the hotel by a foreign man, let alone his name if not a used woman of recycling.

Finally the Pharaoh was cruel, still suppressing his emotions, full of smiles,"Keyla, I often live abroad, so used to throw parties with booze, with free ****. But my parents and wife don't like it, if we can have a party at your house. I'll pay for it." Dusty, even he's only been touched by his wife. With free ****? Maybe he was crazy when he said it. However, this is for the sake of going home early without having to be grabbed by the wife.

Keyla is increasingly interested in a free, established, adult life at any given moment. Finally she let go of her image as a good girl, "Really? I do it often, with my friends. Even my alcoholic drink collection is quite a lot." he said.

Gilang heard everything from the other room, "Stop, we stop here.." muttered enough already know. Amel was once Keyla's assistant when he was beaten. And foolishly he did not trust his friend.

A pal? Amel turned out to be more than that, he just found out, the deepest feeling in his heart. It was not painful to know Keyla's ugliness, but it was like being stabbed by a knife when Amel turned his face away from him. Just realized after a few weeks of the fat girl's departure.

It wasn't Amel who was between him and Keyla. However, Keyla who was suddenly present made Amel bowed, away from him.

"I ignored Amel for p*lacur!!" his anger was no longer held back. Gilang left the room followed by Tomy.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out, Farel began to smile opening it, already knowing who was coming. Meanwhile, Keyla who does not know the whereabouts of Gilang tidied up his appearance. More precisely, opening a few buttons of his shirt, to further accentuate his cleavage.

His hair was tied up, until the white neck was seen. Neck that may be male or want to print a purplish mark on it.

For a moment, Keyla shifted her gaze, staring at anyone who came. The smile on his face disappeared.

"Hand sanitizer, wet tissue..." Farel put his hand on Tomy.

Tomy immediately gave the Pharaoh what he had asked for. Either disgusted, or how, Farel cleaned his hands. Then he apologized to Keyla.

"My grandfather taught me not to trouble others. That's why I'm sorry to trouble your life." said Farel, making Keyla stunned to digest everything.

"Tomy is Sunday, Jeny will go on a rampage if I go too long. Next, it's up to you guys." he continued, walking quickly away from the room.

Be careful not to get rations. Tomy muttered withholding his laughter.

"Gee... Tell me I can explain everything, we're just regular friends, new to the world. You believe it, don't you?" he said that he was holding Gilang's hand.

For the first time, maybe the little cat has grown up. Appearing an aura like the father, a charismatic emperor.

His hand clasped Keyla's cheek, "The bastard who sells himself like you. Dare to beat up Amel." he said with a cold smile.

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