Married Bad Boy

The Part 30

Widya's mind is fucked up. He continued to hold his own lips which were still stained with the lips of another man. He deeply regrets himself why could be as careless as it was to let himself— accidentally— betrayed his husband.

Although Azri does not love her, but at the very least she must respect the man's status as her husband. And he let his own pride fall in front of Azri? How could he forgive himself?

Widya returned to her room while slamming the door. Without looking around, he headed for the bathroom. He poured water from the sink and washed his own lips with water until he was sure there were no remnants of Adam's kiss.

Widya stared at her own reflection from the mirror. Ordinary he would see his figure as vigorous and ambitious, but now he saw instead the reflection of the girl with a gloomy face, frustrated, and unhappy.

His hands raised holding his face that looks different 180 degrees it. he does not know his sense of happiness since this marriage. He also did not understand the reason why he asked Adam to pretend to kiss him. Is it good to see Azri jealous? The man didn't love her.

"What are you doing Widya?" her shriek was poignant with her hands massaging her temples.

How can he try to change Azri for the better if in reality he is actually tormented by feelings that he does not recognize. If he was indeed tormented by this marriage why didn't he try to make Azri hate him? That way Azri will probably divorce her. Why is he trying to make Azri jealous of her or realize her existence?

All these contradictions really made his mind runyam.

Your job is to change Azri for the better, not make her like you.

From the beginning your intention was to teach her a lesson, not to make her happy.

There's no reason for you to like Azri. That guy doesn't even think you exist. Enough to make Azri a man worthy of being a leader, after that you can leave him.

Widya constantly repeated the sentence so that she could be stronger. However, when he recalled Azri's happy smile while in front of her mother's grave, Azri's sad face while contemplating alone, her cynical gaze, the way the man spoke haughtily, was sad, and all the ways Azri touched her made her whole confidence wither.

And the worst was when he remembered that he had let men other than Azri touch him, the guilt was so intense, making his heart ache and his energy disappear. What's wrong with her?

"What have I done?“ she was once again filled with guilt and regret.

This was the first time that he felt so guilty like this? Azri had physical contact with other women many times. The man never feels guilty, should he be like Azri. But why does he feel suffocated? This is so weird.

"You're so stupid Widya," she swore to herself.

"Yes, you are stupid."

Widya's body froze hearing someone say right behind her. He turns around as fast as lightning and finds Azri leaning against the bathroom doorway. His eyes widened wide. What made her even more tense was the man's expression.

Widya was again showered with cold, cynical, and dislike in Azri's face.

"How did you get in here?" Widya actually asked the unimportant thing because she was too panicked and confused.

Azri stared at her flatly. What a cold expression that makes Widya feel like she is on trial for being caught committing an unforgivable crime.

"How does it taste to be kissed by that man?" Azri berta his spicy, obviously wanted to corner Widya.

Widya turned her gaze the other way and walked past Azri so she could get out of the bathroom. He knew it was a big mistake to approach the man when his anger was provoked, he could have done something to him. However, Widya was still surprised when Azri pulled her hand and the next second she was trapped in her arms.

Widya's mind was instantly stuck. He was unable to move his lips to say anything that could make Azri release him. He was fixated on a clear pitch-black eye right before his eyes. The sharp eyes belonged to Azri.

"I guess you're a different innocent girl to most girls I meet. My guess is wrong, you're just like them" said Azri, her long fingers gently rubbed Widya's lower lip.

After saying with an offensive tone, Azri let go of her embrace. For a moment Widya heaved a sigh of relief, but felt lost at the same time.

Widya looked at Azri's back with a million questions she was eager to throw out. But he doesn't know where to start. This stupor is not her self at all. He hated losing his ability to communicate when he needed him most.

"That was ... earlier ...."

Azri did not want to listen. Roughly he interjected.

"Don't be big-headed just because you managed to control me a little. From now on we live each other's lives. I'm with my life and yours .. Please go back to your ex-lover. Let's just say this marriage never existed."

Widya did not retaliate because now she feels guilty. He felt this was the defeat he had suffered. He had managed to make Azri become a obedient man, but now what happened? Azri becomes more sinister than before. He was wrong, his way of making Azri jealous his appearance was wrong.

"I'm leaving. This training is done for me.“

Azri stepped towards the door. Widya can't just let Azri go. He closes the door again when Azri opens it.

"You can't leave before the training is over." Widya managed to say it with a made-up calm expression.

"You can't manage me anymore.“ Azri grabbed the doorknob, but Widya held tightly to the doorknob. His eyes glared at Azri.

God, what's he supposed to do? Her confidence was now already crumbling by Azri's raining gaze.

"Tomorrow is an evaluation session and a feasibility test for new recruits, you must join or otherwise you will never graduate to GM."

"Who cares. I don't want that position." Azri begins to get rid of her body and Widya insists on not letting Azri go from this place, both of her are equally stubborn.

"You just reasoned. Actually you don't want to because you can't, right?!" widya exclaimed making Azri's movement stop. The man looked at her offended.

"I don't want to because I'm not interested."

Widya is a little happy because she managed to attract Azri back.

"What if I give you a challenge?" he was forced to do this because otherwise, Azri would have run away from this training and he was severely criticized by the people. Azri must not leave or Mahendra will be disappointed in him.

Azri stopped posing haughty, angry, and unconcerned. With her eyebrows raised next door, she looked at Widya sarcastically. His intentions were clearly read, but he listened anyway. He never ran away from a challenge. Moreover, this was a chance for his revenge on this girl.

"What's your challenge?“

Wrong, Widya knows challenging Azri is a wrong decision. However, it is impossible to retract the words already spoken. He swallowed his saliva nervously before saying.

"I challenge you to pass the evaluation and eligibility test session tomorrow. You have to make the trainers give you a high score."

"What reward will I get if I succeed? Challenges won't be exciting if there's no pay."

Widya spins her brain in search of the rewards she deserves if Azri manages to answer her challenge.

"You can challenge me!" widya.

In his heart he cursed, you crazy Widya? What if Azri gave her an impossible challenge?

Azri rubbed her dag with a thinking pose. This is a golden opportunity for revenge. This girl must have been desperate to challenge him like this. A good moment to get this girl to her knees because if she wins later, Azri will make her do something that will make Widya regret her already challenging. Her sneaky smile was shaken.

"Okay, I accept your challenge!"

Widya let out a sigh of relief even though on the other hand she felt fear. It was better for Azri to torture her later than for this man to fail to follow trainning.

"And in addition, I want to sleep here tonight."

"What?" Has not lost the sense of leganya Azri back to make her surprised. "Why?"

"I'm sleepless in a cramped, cramped room."

"But here her bed is only one.“

"Then?"

Widya looked at her half begging. "We're not going to sleep in one bed, are we?"

"You take it easy sweet girl." Azri rubbed her lips, resulting in a tremendous effect for Widya. "Because you're gonna sleep on the couch."

***

At night Widya stared at Azri who was sleeping comfortably in the big bed while curled up on the sofa. As his hell for her has already begun now.

Azri showed no mercy at all when they first spent the night together after marriage, Azri moved her to the room because she did not have the heart. However, why is this man now actually letting her sleep on the sofa while herself comfortable on a soft bed?

"Ah, sorry I gave her a challenge," Widya grumbled as she stared at the ceiling. la bergidig himself imagined what challenge Azri would give to her as if the man had succeeded tomorrow. He sure has a hundred percent success. He knew a type of man like Azri would achieve anything if he was obsessed

"Aish, it's all Adam's fault!" tekik Widya did not accept the reality and finally chose to blame others.

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