Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Flying Fish Synetron

Increasingly protective? That is the figure of her husband at this time. The young man who did not let his wife disappear from his watch. The thing he did? Of course put one of the bodyguards watching his wife from afar, just in case he was forced to leave the headquarters.

Is having a bodyguard fun? Having a protective husband who loves you too much. It's really uncomfortable, like today.

Frea let out a rough sigh, shrinking her forehead in annoyance. Tomy is currently meeting a client who came from abroad. Living quietly without supervision? Don't dream of getting it.

"His body is like an army..." Keysha gasped in amazement at a man eating a sandwich, unceasingly staring at their table."You're not planning on having an affair with her...?" he told Frea, considering that some infidelity did occur between drivers or bodyguards with their beautiful employers.

"I can imagine being taken away by a well-built man with a flat facial expression saying, 'I love you, I will face your husband, so part with him.'" Keysha's high-level delusion.

"Tomy will then hire a sniper (sniper) to lock up the man who took me away, torture him little by little..." Frea again let out a rough sigh.

Keysha began to laugh, hearing the words coming out of Frea's mouth, "No way, a person as good as Mr. Tomy would do that,"

"I also thought it was impossible, but.." Frea's words came to a halt, considering that Tomy had come to pick him up followed by armed guards. Plus the person who was watching him at this time, as fierce as Frea had time to observe the firearm hidden behind his suit.

However, the sweet behavior of her husband, kind in front of her, according to, sulking, crying like a human in general. Even looks tend to be spoiled, fighting alone can not at all."True, there is no way Tomy has cruel behavior." said Frea laughs.

There was no way the sweet white cat seemed to be a white tiger... How sweet.

"Keysha, can you help me get rid of the bodyguards? Tonight alone, Tomy will be home late. While there is a family gathering, if the bodyguard follows me, it will feel awkward." she said expectantly, not wanting her husband's identity to be known.

Don't want to be known? Of course, Frea is better off accepting scorn and insults than adding enemies that ruin her relationship. Knowing clearly the nature of Fani who will throw her lover in the trash if they find a better one, do not even hesitate to seize the lover of her brother or best friend.

"You have money, right? Just bribe.." suggested Keysha.

"I tried but he didn't flinch. Even the woman's toilet, she'll be standing guard in front of him. I'm surrendering..." Frea sighed harshly, staring expectantly.

"I help, but if Mr. Tomy knows, don't involve me." said Keysha.

"All right!! I'll protect you from my husband's rampage..." Frea smiled at her best friend.

***

Changing roles, that's what they do in office toilets. Frea wears short wigs, while Keysha wears long wigs. Of course his suit was also changed, complete wearing a hat and mask.

Keysha came out first, cold sweat pouring down his temple, passing by the bodyguard... Will not be found out. will not be found out. will not be found out.

And sure enough, a similar body shape made the bodyguard follow him, thinking it was his mistress. Gretel, that's the name of the bodyguard, the European mixed blood.

Like a tiger stalking its prey, it will not release the object it must control. Unaware of the real Frea, coming out afterwards, runs away quickly.

I'm being chased by the Terminator. Why not all my brackets in the house alone.death in the heart, which is always followed everywhere like followed CCTV walk.

***

Keysha stepped up quickly, riding the bus, having previously told her lover not to pick her up.

The fear? That is what he is today, the car and driver invitation Frea left Keysha, do not want his face recognized by the driver. The blaster youth who was wearing a neat suit still followed him, the man who looked really had a masculine aura.

Until Keysha decided to stop at a club'night. Disguising himself amidst the hustle and bustle of people then looking for a gap to escape, what a perfect plan.

But his steps stopped when he looked at his lover who works as a physiotherapist embracing and hugging beautiful women. Sick? Of course, by one month before their wedding, the amount of savings collected had been sufficient. Both families have agreed, the relationship that runs for years is free.

His cries rang out, starting to sit in the front seat of the bar table, opening his mask, ordering an alcoholic drink. The woman with her lover? A beautiful female doctor, the son of the owner of the hospital where her lover works.

Even if he hit it, it seems free, he will only be humiliated. Beauty, status, wealth, she is nothing. "Damn!!" he said, drinking liquor in front of him.

In the end, the beautiful doctor came to him first. "Darling, isn't this your ex-boyfriend?" he said to the young man who still embraced him.

"I.." the young man simply averted his eyes, speechless, staring at Keysha's figure.

"We'll just cancel our wedding." Keysha said, wiping away her tears.

"Wait, can't be so our parents," the young man's words were cut off, the beautiful young doctor hugged him, then kissed his lips at a glance.

"Let it go, it means he knows himself. Knowing his status.." he sneered.

Gretel (the bodyguard) suddenly came up with a pale face, clenching her forehead staring at herself wrongly following people.

Keysha's self-esteem was completely hurt, with the girl recklessly standing up. "We broke up!! Because I cheated too!! Meet my future husband Tomy!! The boss I idolized from my first day at work!!" he said on his tiptoes, pulling the tie of a sturdy man, who was taller than him. The man she actually knew as Frea's bodyguard, made a big lie in order to maintain her pride.

The cross-eyed man's lips kissed gently, biting the young man's lower lip, to make way for him to link even deeper.

Bang bule don't fight, please give me hot kiss (Please, give me a hot kiss).

Completely insane, Gretel retorted without asking much, perhaps cultural differences. But the man of mixed European blood really spoils their lips that are linked like a lover. Pull Keysha's waist, to get closer.

"Keysha!!" keysha's lover who works as a physiotherapist snapped.

Keysha ended the kiss, "This is Tomy my idol's boss. His salary does not count in rupiah!! Even giving me 30 billion pocket money every month!! How could it possibly compare to you!?" he said raising his tone, hugging Gretel's body tightly.

Damn, high imagination, Mr. Tomy is indeed incomparable. Sorry Frea I borrowed your husband's name.

Information about Tomy? Of course he got it from Frea who often talked about her husband. Unaware Keysha has such a high level of imagination that she can lie to have a future husband, Tomy.

"Keysha how dare you!!" the young man raised his hand, about to slap.

Gretel prevented him, clutching his wrist, "Don't be rude to women." he said staring intently.

"Don't mind him, let's go.." the young doctor silently blinked one eye at Gretel, while pulling the young man who works as a physiotherapist. Teasing Gretel at once did not want to let go of the young man beside her. Greedy right?

"Thank you for helping me lie." said Keysha bowed to Gretel. After observing the departure of his lover.

Gretel clenched her forehead in annoyance, "Where's Miss Frea?"

Must be loyal friends, must be loyal friends.

"I don't know who Frea is?" Keysha stared full of innocent faces.

"Would I shoot with a firearm, or I shoot many times with my combat gear in bed until you get pregnant...?" her threat was really upset.

"Sorry, this is the address where Frea went," Keysha said, showing the message that Frea had previously sent, arriving at the restaurant.

"Hopefully nothing happened. Otherwise I would have trouble breeding." he said, contacting his employer, while running away quickly.

***

Elsewhere, as usual, their families gather together every few months, holding a funeral service. Swaggered? That is what happened, especially the mouth of Fani who ceaselessly mislead Yahya.

Frea just kept quiet listening carefully, her cousins, sisters and aunts who boasted at the family gathering.

"Yahya can already install a house, in a luxury housing complex for us to occupy later. The area is about 10 acres." said Fani, embracing her lover who was forced to attend the women's event.

Meanwhile Yahya glanced towards Frea... Unexpectedly, my sister-in-law is my superior... A little more will be similar to the title of a flying fish soap opera.Murm in his heart, still hiding the identity of Tomy does not want his lover to pursue a man who exceeds him.

"Good luck, auntie's son just built a new villa. In total there are three assets in the form of hatra moving villas and boarding houses for rent.." sister Ririn (aunt Frea) who lives in another city said proudly.

"Sorry late, I have to go to the workshop first my new car needs monthly maintenance, understand Ferrari California, requires special treatment," cousin Frea, who works as a bank manager, just came to interrupt their conversation.

"By the way, you've got anything Frea?" said the aunt, intending to sneer at Ririn's son who was the least proud.

"Some shops, I live in my own apartment." she smiled.

"Sorry, auntie changed the question, aunt heard you were married. What does your husband have...?" ask the aunt back.

Frea clenched his forehead thinking, "A fairly large house, and.and..."

What does Tomy have? The whole house, including the garden, I don't know at all. If the car, including the car and the bodyguard car I just go in. Where might be paying attention to the brand. Moreover, other assets, where I know, he thought in his heart like facing a test without having time to study at all.

Cold sweat poured out on his temple, people there seemed to be waiting for his answer. And finally the words of the lie came out automatically in his panic, "My husband is unemployed, we live together in an apartment" he said awkwardly.

Suddenly the firm hand of a man stretched out to hug her from behind, "At least, you don't call me a gigolo." words that came out of her husband's mouth that came out of nowhere.

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