Love of a Man with a Wife

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Arrive at home

Aura fell asleep on Zian's lap, she immediately came out carrying Aura.

Sheril followed from behind. Carrying a bag containing Aura needs.

"The point is to bring it up."

Zian tells Sheril to go straight upstairs. But Sheril seemed hesitant, but eventually she too. Go upstairs with the bag in her hand.

Zian opened the door of Aura's room, and laid her on the bed. Then turned around, looking at Sheril who was standing still.

Zian took the bag in Sheril's hand, and placed it on the table.

Sheril wanted to step out, but Zian held her hand.

Looked at Sheril deeply. So did Sheril, they looked at each other. Not long after Sheril averted her eyes, she felt stiff and timid.

"I. I'm going downstairs first." Said Sheril stammering while releasing her hand Zian. Zian instead of letting go, hugged her tightly.

Sheril felt there was warmth from Zian's embrace. Letting her hug him tightly, then kiss Sheril's lips gently. Sheril slowly broke away. She feels bad.

"Well, if you don't want to, I won't force you either, rest and sleep."

Zian let go of his embrace. While Sheril's heart felt tightened.

Her footsteps were heavy. Then Zian turned to close the door of Aura's room.

In the room, Zian was unable to close his eyes, his mind drifting somewhere. The happiness he wanted was hard for him.

Why do all women not want to understand themselves? Or maybe he is too selfish?

Zian rubbed his face a few times, until he decided to leave tonight too, looking for lodging around the airport, in order to make it easier for himself to fly tomorrow morning.

With his decision already unanimous, Zian immediately packed his clothes, stuffed a few sets of clothes into a small suitcase and pulled them outside.

Zian was escorted by a driver to a hotel near the airport.

Sheril woke up from her sleep at exactly two in the morning. He felt thirsty and forgot to bring drinking water, so he had to go out to the kitchen.

While fetching the drinking water, he runs into the private driver of the Zian family.

"Miss, there's a message from Mister, saying he'll be gone by four."

Gone off?

Sheril recalls Zian saying on the beach that she was going abroad at three o'clock. Remembering that, Sheril rounded her eyes.

"Sir, if you may know, where is Zian now?" asked Sheril impatiently.

"Master's gone, Non."

"What ...?"

Sheril. That quick? Sheril cuts the sentence of the Zian family's private driver, before he finishes it.

"Yes, I drove him to the hotel, three o'clock he'll fly."

"I'll catch up to the airport right now, sir."

"But, Non."

Sheril half ran towards her room, ignoring the words of the old half-father.

"Come sir, hurry. Before three o'clock we've reached the airport." Sheril walked out. The driver looked hesitant.

He's soon after Sheril's out.

"Miss, are you sure? What if you are angry? Or ...."

"No sir. I beg you to take me, he will not be angry, there is something I want to give, so I followed him, "Sheril deliberately lied, so that the father immediately drove him.

"All right."

Sheril is relieved, finally Zian's private driver trusts her, and immediately drives her to the airport.

Arriving at the airport Sheril directly out of the car, circulating his gaze around the airport area. He sees people passing by, maybe they check-in or just an introduction.

"Non, do I need to drop off?"

"No need sir."

"good. Be careful, Nope."

Sheril stepped wide towards the check-in area, regardless of the father's words. He was afraid it would be too late.

Get there, Sheril's in the intercept. Not allowed to enter.if you want to enter, must be for visitors or the introduction who carries the bag, then must put the bag into the inspection machine. Sheril half ran towards the examination machine, once it was safe, she immediately entered. Hope to still meet her husband.

Sheril searched here and there, but the results were nil.

Mas, where are you?

His eyes almost cried, looking in the area, not finding Zian.

Has he left already?

Sheril stepped in despair. As he lowered his face, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, which was calling someone opposite him. Sheril raised her head, and it was her husband.

Her lips widened displaying her smile. She stepped forward, but her steps came to a halt when she saw a beautiful woman half-running and hugging her husband tightly.

It seemed that the woman was younger than him, her clothes showed, that she was not a mediocre woman, of course she was born from a wealthy family.

Sheril was surprised, as soon as Sheril's face changed, her sense of disappointment was clearly engraved on her face. Her eyes were teary and held back tears.

He realized, that woman was no match for him, he looked very spoiled to her.

Sheril immediately turned her body and ran, and at once Zian realized that it was really Sheril. He was chasing her.

"Sheril. sheril ..., wait!"

Zian quickly grabbed Sheril's wrist.

"You ...."

Zian looked breathless, he set his breath first, chasing Sheril making his breath irregular.

"Why are you here? Who are you with?" Zian continued his question, looking at Sheril full of question marks.

"No. I'm going home!"

Zian did not let go of Sheril's hand.

"Get your hands off!"

Zian knew why Sheril was like that, he was sure, seeing her hug a woman, two jealous! Zian smiled happily. Then he let go of her hand, but took her in his arms.

"You're jealous to see me in a woman's arms?"

Zian's question made Sheril's heart beat immediately. Ghosts only he's jealous. But Sheril doesn't want to admit it.

"Don't know."

Zian gave a small smile, then stretched out his embrace, looking at his wife's timid face.

"Say why are you at the airport? You wanna go? Or do you want to catch up with me?"

"You think?"

Zian looked at Sheril and thought of something.

"I thought you were deliberately following me? What's the matter saying?"

Sheril lifted her head, looking at Zian who was towering above her.

"Why do you think I'm catching up with you? Because I want to watch you being hugged by that rich woman!"

Zian laughed as he looked at Sheril strangely. But Zian was very pleased with his jealousy. He pinched Sheril's nose, then hugged her back.

"thank you. You've been jealous of me, it's a sign that you still have a sense of care for your husband. Then what are you doing at the airport?"

Zian repeated the question that Sheril had not answered.

Sheril stared embarrassedly, her cheeks flushed like strawberries, her lips quivering, then said something: "Mas, you're really going to leave me?"

Zian looked at him deeply. Their eyeballs are fused, looking for what is on their partner's mind.

"Do you expect me to come back?"

Zian's question made Sheril's eyes misty and began to dew.

Seeing that, Zian hugged her back tightly, no matter how much people saw them.

"If you want to, I'll go back. If not, I won't be back either."

Zian purposely spoke like that, for Sheril to admit what she felt. Then he let go of his embrace.

Sheril cried, and hugged her tightly.

"I don't want you to go, Mom. Don't go ..., don't leave me, mas."

Sheril sobbed, tightening her embrace tighter than before.

Zian stroked her hair, her lips smiling little.

Zian released his embrace, holding both sides of his cheeks, wiping away his flowing tears.

"I'm not leaving you."

Hearing that, Sheril looked at him.

"Then where are you going?"

"Let's sit there, pregnant women shouldn't be standing too long."

Zian took Sheril by the shoulder, then sat down together.

Zian pulled out his phone, booked another plane ticket and took care of it.

"We're going out of town together, soon we're gonna fly."

"What?"

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