Married Bad Boy

Part 43's

Azri does crave making out like this, but that does not mean he wants to do it with anyone. Although he might have been happy to welcome Mar Leen, he could not feel the same passion as before.

His body did respond, but his feelings could not be lied to at all. Even when Mar Leen tried to evoke his ga**ah by making up her lips while the girl's hand tried to open her pants. she flinched, then pushed Marleen's body from above her.

"Marleen!"

Azri turns her back on the girl who is now sitting beside her. He inched up while confirming his clothes were revealed by Marleen's hand. The girl did not show any remorseful look at all, it was precisely her pleading expression that appeared on her pretty face. Contrary to Azri's annoyed look.

"Wear your clothes back," Azri said coldly as he turned his face away. He rises.

The tormenting period was over. He had succeeded in dispelling the torment of stimulants that affected him before Marleen did away. He gave one of his shirts to Marleen.

Marleen looked at the man disappointed, he sighed resignedly and then put on the T-shirt that Azri handed over.

"You've changed."

Azri was silent by the window, preferring to look at the garden out there rather than looking at the beautiful face of Mar Leen.

"Change what do you mean?”

"You're turning into a boring man. This must be due to the influence of your wife's outdated mindset!"

Azri gripped tightly the curtain beside her as soon as the insulting sentence towards Widya slid smoothly from Marleen's mouth. He does not like if someone says he is affected, but he is more accepting if there are people who insult his wife.

"Marleen, if you leave now maybe I can still forgive you."

The girl's mouth shut in a few seconds. He's wide-eyed. Marleen never saw Azri acting this cold on her. Are his words outrageous? Azri is usually happy when he hears someone call his wife. Widya Lovarza is a colot, Widya Lovarza is boring, or something. He's never been this angry.

"You can't kick me out like this,” Mar Leen said. Azri turned her body towards her.

"Who said I couldn't?"

"I beg you to listen to me first."

Marleen is shocked when Azri suddenly pulls her out of the room. Azri will expel him? He was the first man who dared to throw him out!

"Listen, I don't like being rude to women so please get out of here. Let me calm down. That way maybe you can still forgive me!"

"No!" Mar Leen wrapped her arms around the man's waist just as the door opened and Widya Lovarza entered.

Widya was glued to the sight. she had not even let go of her hand from the doorknob.

Azri revealed his surprised expression, he realized Widya's eyes were now fixed on Marleen's hand which was coiled around her waist. Azri took off his hand.

"What are you guys doing?" widya asked suspiciously.

"Nothing" Azri said, neither looking panicked nor feeling guilty. He could not show his expression to Widya, not in front of Mar Leen.

Widya only nodded briefly before turning her attention to Marleen's pretty face.

"Then what are you doing here? Why are you wearing an Azri shirt?"

"What else we just got-“

"Marleen stop!" Azri firmly.

"Why?" marleen asked, as if she did not accept Azri's words. He wanted to make Widya angry.

"We didn't do anything!" press Azri a little angry. He won't let Widya, his wife misunderstand.

"What do you mean Zri, we just—"

The flow of Marleen's words came to a halt as her outstretched hand was about to touch Azri in a tight grip by Widya. I don't know since when the girl has been standing in front of her with a calm face. Marleen widened her eyes. He tried to pull his hand, but could not, Widya's grip so tightly.

"Are you not ashamed to go to the room of a man who already has a wife and wears her clothes?" Widya bertanya with a firm tone, as is often said when training new workers.

Azri was stunned to see the action. According to him, Widya Lovarza is now very charming. He had never seen a girl who dared to argue with Marleen like this.

"I just want to take back what belonged to me first, so what right do you have to forbid me?" reply Mar leen relax.

"What did you say?" Marleen was not thinking.

Marleen was surprised to hear a series of words spoken from Widya's mouth. Worse still, he had no answer to reply to those words.

"So I'm sorry Miss Marleen, you have to get out of this place. You don't deserve to be here" Widya said.

Right after that sentence ended Widya took Marleen out of her room and closed her bedroom door right in front of Marleen's face.

"Hey!"

Marleen shouted in disbelief. This was the first time he had been treated this low.

Widya Lovarza, dare her you humiliate me in front of Azri! he stared intently at the door in front of him as if wanting to make his hole. Aware of his deeds attracting the attention of those who were passing by in the hallway, he withdrew from the place while snorting in annoyance.

"Wow."

Azri could only give the comment seeing the unexpected events that his wife did. He's willing to bet now Marleen's face must be as red as a boiled crab. That woman was never treated like this. All her life she's always treated her deserving daughter. Mar Leen must have been in severe shock because this was the first time she received such dishonorable treatment.

Widya was actually very nervous when dealing with Marleen earlier. He leaned his back on the door leaf to normalize his heartbeat. After being calm, now his attention was on Azri who was standing in front of him with an expression of astonishment.

“I did nothing with Marleen,” she assured Widya.

Somehow Azri did not like the probing gaze of his wife right now. He was reluctant to explain anything, but he felt Widya would definitely misunderstand the incident.

Widya looked at him for a moment then nodded. "I know."

"You know?" Azri was shocked.

Widya walks past her and stops when her eyes catch the condition of the bed that is more messy than before. She recalled, wasn't Mar Leen wearing an Azri shirt and they were hugging when she got here? Could it be that Azri and Marleen had just had sex on that bed?

Something squeaks, strangles Widya's neck. His throat was stuck imagining it. Bella was right, she would never be able to let her husband fuck another woman. What was more painful than all of them was that he could not give Azri that need. They were destined to get married to get divorced. That is why it is impossible ....

The tears that were ready to fall suddenly dried back when he saw the dress that he saw in Azri's suitcase was in front of him. He looked up at Azri who stretched out the dress.

"This is for you. I want to give this dress to you."

Widya. Her thoughts about the covenant, Marleen, and her love all crumbled thanks to Azri's smile. On top of everything, now she feels elated because it turns out the dress she found inside Azri's suitcase was really for her. She thought it was a dress for Marleen.

"Thank you." Widya took it with her hands shaking. He wants to cry, but Azri's hand pulls her into his embrace.

Widya had trouble breathing as the burly hand circled her body. However, all of her becomes smoother once she hears Azri's soft voice in her ears.

"Thank you for coming back."

Just one simple sentence managed to make the intensity of the heart beat the girl was too fast and faster. His entire senses were locked. His body was frozen in Azri's arms.

"Why is it suddenly melancholy like this?“

Azri smiled slightly hearing Widya's nervous comment. He himself did not understand why he could behave like this. It's just that he's really relieved to see Widya back. At least he can survive the snare that will trap him on the thing he does not want.

"Why? It's weird to see me like this?" Azri's embrace is getting stronger.

"No."

Azri is used to hugging women, but somehow her taste is different when she hugs Widya. la feels comfortable and reluctant to let go of Widya's warm body in her arms. He did not know how he could feel like that, but he would definitely feel lost if he did.

"Can I ask you to do something?"

"What?" Widya never felt this nervous when someone made a request of her. However, Azri's sharp and black eyes make her heart beat and her heart restless.

"Kiss me."

How shocked Widya was when the sentence entered her ears. His eyes blinked several times trying to find Azri's hidden intent. However, what was found by her was precisely the full highlight of the plea. His heart is shifting, now in his brain there is a conflict between assenting or rejecting the request.

Connect ....

What is it, Widya wants to answer Azri's request?