Married Bad Boy

The Part 46

Azri's dream is cut short by the sound of a cell phone ringing. With eyes still closed he fumbled nightstand looking for his cell phone. As soon as he got her, he replied in a sleepy tone.

"Hello ...."

"Azri, what time is it? Why is your voice like waking up?"

I just woke up! Azri stretched her body for a moment and sat down.

"What's up, Jhors?" her question recognized the voice of the person speaking across there.

"Bobby had breakfast together before we got back. We're waiting for you in the cafeteria in half an hour."

Azri just muttered. Actually he was still sleepy, but thanks to Jhors call his drowsiness was gone. He forgot that this afternoon he and the others would come back. He had not packed his things.

When going down from the bed, Azri just realized Widya was not there and their luggage was neatly arranged in the corner of the room. He sighed in amazement with Widya's deft demeanor. But where is the girl? Maybe he went to the dining room with his best friend. Now he has to shower and get ready.

Azri stopped stepping right in front of the bathroom door. He heard the sound of water gurgling from inside. The bathroom door is not closed properly so there is a little gap left that shows the situation inside.

he didn't mean to peek at all. However, the gap was as if calling her to come closer. Attracted by curiosity, he approached. He promised he would only catch a glimpse, after which he would leave. Just as his plans for Widya failed, this time he failed to distract from the scene he witnessed.

Both of Azri's eyes were glued to the figure of Widya who was bathing under the shower. Widya's entire movement had locked onto her sense of sight. Her breathing involuntarily began to hunt and Azri could not prevent the rest of her self from rising. He has to get out of here before he breaks in and does something he doesn't want.

The morning passed without incident. Only one problem Azri experienced. All day long until they were on the plane, he could not erase the shadow he had seen this morning. He continued to hypnotize himself that he was used to seeing full women**ked, but somehow he could not get rid of the shadow.

"Ah shit!"

Azri cursed back. Today, I don't know how many times he cursed because he couldn't stop acting like a pubescent teenager who had just watched an adult movie for the first time.

Widya is now sleeping beside him. It was delicious that she was able to sleep comfortably while Azri was suffering from mental stress.

The journey took quite a long time. Azri also had to sleep. Who knows, he could dream of something else.

In fact, Azri's decision to sleep was a big mistake. With his eyes closed, he could precisely watch each scene clearly as if Widya was doing that in front of his eyes.

Azri turned conscious. He rubbed his temples in frustration. What's wrong with her? he's really going to be haunted like this until he arrives? Like her, she was already making herself exhausted. He also asked for sleeping pills on the flight attendant. la hope the drug can help his sleep soundly.

Strange things happen in Azri's dream. In the dream he stood in a room decorated so beautifully, like a bridal room. She pecked herself in the mirror and just self-conscious of her wearing a tuxedo as she wore on her own wedding day.

"A tired day, isn't it?"

His gaze was fixed towards the large bed with soft pillows neatly arranged at the head of the bed. Widya Lovarza was sitting there with a very beautiful wedding dress and a sweet smile on her lips. Azri contracted that smile. He never felt this happy.

"Yes, it's exhausting" he murmured as he walked closer.

Widya got up while releasing her hair roll, making her long back hair fall perfectly. Widya looks very pretty and**excites. The girl walked over with her fixed staring eyes.

"You know, I'm really looking forward to tonight" Widya's hand coiled around her neck.

"Why?"

"Because it's our first night, we're having s*now."

"Are we?"

They also have***man. Azri eagerly took off Widya's clothes and took her to bed. "You're so beautiful, I'm sorry I didn't realize it."

Azri smiled to find Widya smiling back at him. He kissed Widya again and they did what they had always wanted. Azri seemed to drown in the best pool of wine. The taste is so amazing and drunk.

"Where have you been? I look forward to our first night!" her yell.

Azri was surprised when he married Marleen? He glanced at Widya and frantically found her staring at him with a wounded look.

"Widya, I can explain this. I'm not guilty. I never married Marleen. Not even thinking of marrying her. I don't even love her!"

Widya shook her head, her tears spread. "You're cheating. It turns out that all this time you did love that girl, you never really wanted to marry me. You guys do it behind my back a lot, don't you? Please just marry that girl and divorce me!" After saying her Widya left the room.

"No! Don't go!" Azri shouted like a madman. He was panicked and afraid of losing so much. His hand stretched out to reach Widya who was moving away.

"CHRISTYAAAAAAAKKKKKKKK!"

Azri was aghast waking up from his dream with a sweaty body. He looked to his left and realized he was still on the plane. He let out a sigh of relief, and was very grateful because it was all just a dream.he rubbed his face desperately. Like her I'm really out of my mind. What the fuck was that dream?

"Why are you sweating? Nightmare?"

His head was turned to the side. Unconsciously her smiling self saw Widya sitting beside her, staring at her anxiously. This girl is still on her side! How relieved he is.

Widya held out a handkerchief. Azri took her and directly rubbed the sweat spots on her forehead.

"No. I'm just hot."

"Oh. If you're better, let's get down. The others were down five minutes ago. I want to wake you up, but you look tired so I let you sleep a little longer. Fortunately, the plane did not mind."

Azri just realized it turned out that only the two of them were left in the cabin of the plane. Widya kindly did not disturb her sleep and waited for her to wake up. He was really touched.

With such a soft heart, Azri wondered why before her she accused Widya of being a cruel woman.

They split up in front of the International Airport and went home as soon as their invitation arrived. None of them dared to drive themselves after a long, time-consuming journey.

"See you at the office."

Bella waves her hand from Ryan's car because the man insists on driving her home. Widya waved her hand back while waiting for her pickup car to come.

At times Widya glanced towards Azri who was standing beside her with her arms folded, a pose that was bossy once. Her face was scowling like she was annoyed at something. That is the nature of Azri. Always acting haughty, cold, and mysterious. However, his strange remains enchanting.

Until when their good relationship can last, Widya herself does not know. His sense of duty of changing Azri El Pradipta from bad boy to good boy is not an easy job, except his sweet attitude to Widya, until now he still can't rule whether Azri has started to change or has not changed at all.

The shiny black Maybach coupes stopped right in front of them. Widya doesn't think it's her invitation until she recognizes a chauffeur who she knows is her father-in-law's personal driver getting off the car and greets them.

"It's nice to see you back, young Master and Lady," he said. "I hope your honeymoon both goes smoothly.“

"Huh?" Widya and Azri exclaimed in shock simultaneously.

The driver did not notice the shock on Azri and Widya's faces as he was busy moving the luggage into the trunk.

"Master told me that you two went on a honeymoon. He looks very happy. I can't wait for the good news. He wished he could hold a grandchild as fast as he could."

Azri and Widya looked at each other with expressions that were difficult to decipher. They had absolutely no idea that her father was telling everyone they were going on their honeymoon, not on vacation with his friends.

The statement did not make Widya relieved at all because she knew the words were just a lie.

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