Getting Married to a Cruel Man

At Mr. Billy's house

Mirza will never forget the face of someone who was once present in her life. In the crowd of mall visitors, he saw a woman who was similar to his former fiance, even nearly ten eleven. However, there was a slight difference between them. If Lunara's body used to appear contained, people who were seen this time looked thin, not only that, they were also different in terms of appearance. Lunara is a super luxurious woman with expensive and open clothes, while the person Mirza sees only wearing clothes like ordinary people. 

The car had already driven a bit away, but Mirza's eyes kept looking back. So curious, he finally told Erkan to stop. 

"What's up, Mister?" ask Erkan to find a safe parking space. Mirza opened the door. His eyes combed every passerby around him. Hope to find the woman. Although not so sure, at least make sure.

Erkan came down and looked towards Mirza's eyes. 

"Master, what are you looking for?" asked Erkan again to disperse Mirza's wandering brain. 

"It's nothing, maybe I just saw it wrong." Go back in and sit down at his place. Trying to forget what he just saw. 

Instead of remembering something unimportant, Mirza chose to chat with Haira to fill the boredom. 

"Darling, when are you coming home? Kemal from earlier cry nyariin you," a message from Haira that makes Mirza's chest throb. However, he could still smile at the thought of his son's definitely adorable whining. 

"Let's say tomorrow, also that I'll bring him a nice toy." Mirza replied with a text message. 

"Alright, if you don't have a work break first. I'm gonna take a shower."

Mirza made a video call. He did not want to waste the golden opportunity. Staring at Haira's innocent body is now her hobby. 

"I told you I was going to take a shower, why did you even video call?" pekik Haira after staring at her husband's face from the screen. Those who had undressed had to close it again. 

Erkan chose to set the music so as not to hear the conversation Mirza and Haira which must be about kemesuman. And he did not want to pollute his holy ear with something he had never done. 

"But I want to see you shower, plissss…" 

Before he was rejected, Mirza gave his wife a first hand. 

"Take this as a replacement for a supplement that I forgot to drink this morning." Reason, even though he always routinely drank it. 

"Don't lie, I've asked Mr. Erkan, and he says you've drunk it."

Now Zahra is more clever than Mirza thought, he will not ask Mirza directly with what he did, but ask Erkan.

Mirza's eagle eyes glanced at the secretary who was busy with her steering wheel. Maybe the man was presumptuous to have told Haira. 

"Oh, turn off the phone! You just take a break."

Haira did not want to wait anymore and cut the connection first. Mirza reached out and reached out to Erkan's ear, which made the master grimace. Because of the mouth of his bucket, he failed to get anything valuable.

"What's this, sir?" Erkan turned off the music suit that kept him entertained. Rubbing his painful ears. 

"Who told you to report to Haira?" ask Mirza cynically. He could not tolerate Erkan's mistakes interfering with his personal problems. 

"I mean, Mister?" Erkan still did not understand the enigmatic words of his Master. 

That's just an exaggeration. Erkan grumbled in his heart. 

"Miss Haira was worried about Mister. If I say I haven't had a drink, he's angry." Erkan explained in detail. 

This time Mirza has lost. After all, Erkan understood about Haira and was unwilling to make the woman anxious.

After a two-hour break at the hotel, Mirza meets an invitation from Mr. Billy. Still together with Erkan he came to the director's residence. 

The car stopped in front of a luxury Mediterranean-style house. Many small trees adorned behind the gate. Perfecting the beauty of the house. A very spacious yard is also a garden that extends to the side to spoil the eyes. Many expensive plants were lined up along the entrance. It was as if it was a welcoming servant. 

Although not as luxurious as Mirza's house, still he was amazed by Mr. Billy's choice which he thought was very good. 

"Welcome, Sir." Mr. Billy who just came out of the house approached Mirza. There are some family members who also welcome the honored guest. 

Mirza and Erkan went inside. It turns out that not only the outside, the inside also looks luxurious with a variety of unique furniture. 

"Sorry sir, if I am presumptuous," said the doubtful Madame Billy, looking at Mirza who had just sat in the living room. 

"Is your wife not coming?" ask her. 

Mirza just smiled a little. "I couldn't possibly take her to work, and we had our own time on vacation, Madam."

"Can I meet my wife, sir?" Mr. Billy nudged his wife's arm from earlier on asking. Though, he was already hot cold when he was near Mirza, but Lady Billy instead asked a lot of questions.

"By, this is my wife." Mirza only showed Haira's photo from her phone screen to Billy's mistress and her husband.

"Haira's name is twenty-seven years old. We have a son named Kemal. He's six years old."

Then Mirza showed a picture of Kemal, a handsome boy who always crossed her mind. 

"Well, I don't think your wife is very young and beautiful. Your son is also cute and adorable, if they were here, I would definitely be happier."

Who is not amazed by the figure of Haira, an innocent girl who only uses patience when oppressed by her husband and cousin sister, but is able to captivate Mirza to the confusion, like a hot worm.

Mirza chuckles at Madame Billy's words.

Satisfied with the conversation, Mirza and Mr. Billy move into the dining room. There are many menus on the table. From heavy to light food. Mirza is also in suguhi various drinks made by her brother's factory.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" ask Mr. Billy enthusiastically. He wanted to finish his mission immediately while waiting for a draft suit from Carroline.

"I'll come to the store directly to market our products, and I'll also buy at a much lower price than usual."

When accidentally, Mirza suddenly saw a photo that was beside her seat. Nothing strange, in the frame there are some people lined up.

There are two pictures of teenage girls with the same face. The face was familiar to Mirza, but she forgot. Because, in the picture it seems they are all not familiar with skincare.