Married Bad Boy

The Part 53

"Where are we going?"

This afternoon her room was quite horrendous with Azri's sudden visit. For the first time they saw Azri El Pradipta pointing his attention to his wife. Without hesitation Azri said she wanted to take Widya to lunch together. Since their marriage, the two have only pointed to polite attitudes toward their co-workers.

Widya who was serious about her task was clearly shocked. Without hearing his opinion, the man immediately told Widya to take care of her table and then gave her a run from there.

Now, Widya is in Azri's car and they're on their way somewhere.

"Where will you take me?" widya asked again because Azri did not answer until they left.

"Of course we will have lunch" Azri said casually as he watched the road.

Widya also looked out the window, trying to guess which restaurant they visited this afternoon. However, in reality they do not stop at a restaurant but a boutique.

"Don't you say we're having lunch?" Widya was very surprised because what she saw was now clearly a store with rows of expensive-dressed mannequins on display in the storefront.

Azri showed off her angelic smile. "After we've got clothes for you."

Widya's hand was pulled suddenly until a startled screech came out of her mouth. He intended to protest, but his sentence was swallowed back after he saw the contents of boutiques displaying a variety of trendy clothes today. He must normalize his expression so as not to look tacky and as much as possible clench his mouth that had gaping.

"Good day, sir."

Azri and Widya turned towards the direction of her coming voice. A woman about 40 years old approached them with a friendly face. Judging from her formal, but stylish, dress style, Widya believes she is the owner of this boutique.

"Good day, Mrs Lee." Azri greeted the woman with a formal attitude.

"Who did you buy clothes for? For Yuna?"

Widya saw Azri had paled when she heard the name mentioned Lee. la had not had time to analyze the meaning of the expression because Azri quickly changed the emotions on her face.

“Not, this time I'm looking for clothes for my wife. Meet my wife, Widya Lovarza."

Azri introduced Widya with a big smile and Widya knew it was her pretend smile.

Lee blinked in amazement. "God, how could I forget you're married! Ii'm sorry. Her taste just yesterday Azri came here to introduce her lover." He excitedly greeted Widya. "Then I have to choose the best dress for Azri's most special woman."

The woman invites them to go deeper into a more private room. Widya turned to observe Azri. la's expression was slipping when she found the man's restless and sad face. What's up with her? The sad hue was imprinted just as Madam Leeh mentioned about the girl named Yuna who was allegedly Azri's ex-lover. He wondered who Yuna was.

Leeh picked out some nice clothes for her. Widya just nodded and agreed even though she felt bad after seeing the price tag hanging on each shirt that was seen on her. How could Azri be willing to spend a lot of money just for a piece of clothing?

"Leeh is a famous designer and she's an old friend of my late mother. This boutique has been a subscription to the Pradipta family for many years," explained Azri when she realized Widya continued to stare at him. “Why? The clothes here don't suit your taste?" la's anxious.

"Absolutely not."

Widya shook her head quickly. la looked at Azri inside for a while. However, he realized his actions were very strange because he suspected an uncertain thing, he smiled as quickly as he did. "The clothes here are good. But why did you buy me all this? My clothes are still worth wearing."

Azri snorted when considering how old-fashioned her decent clothes were meant by Widya.

"Mrs Pradipta, your husband will not allow his wife to wear out of date clothes, so let me buy more decent clothes' for the most important woman in my life. You have to accept it, understand!" Azri hugged Widya's waist, no matter now they were in a public place.

Widya could not hide her nervousness and embarrassment. Especially when Azri calls herself Madam Pradipta. He felt that he belonged to Azri all over him.

"Your sudden sweetness scares me a little" Widya complained.

Azri landed her lips on Widya's temple several times, as she had intentionally. Widya felt limp and might have fallen if she did not hold on to Azri's arm. For a moment Widya forgot Mahendra's warning that she should not involve her feelings in the task of being Azri El Pradipta's wife.

Widya let the feeling of joy surround her heart even if only temporarily.

Slowly he wrapped his arms around Azri's neck, slightly pulling Azri's nape down so that their lips could meet.

It must be admitted that Azri never felt this happy when kissing any girl. However, different from his taste touching Widya's soft lips, he could not resist the pleasant swish that churned like waves that swayed his body. The touch removed all the anxiety he had felt a moment ago.

Azri was indeed upset when Lady Leeh alluded to her unremembered name, because the memories of the girl were like a vacum cleaner that sucked all her excitement. He always loses his smile when the memories are remembered or crossed back in his brain.

Yuna, that name has long been erased in the heart of Azri because now the name Widya Lovarza is clearly sculpted in her heart. Only those two names managed to touch his heart. If in the past he let one name go, this time he would not let Widya go leave him.

Therefore, Azri hugged Widya as if afraid that the girl would disappear if she let go. He greatly enjoyed this moment of togetherness and intended to maintain it long enough if not interrupted by the arrival of Miss Leeh into the room.

***

They came out of the boutique with some boxes of clothes that were brought by the store clerk. Azri walks towards the car while Widya stops her steps as her phone rings. He raised the call without glancing at the caller first.

"Hello."

"I hope you don't forget your duty."

Widya felt the world stop spinning as the sound hit her ears like lightning. He didn't have to ask to know that the one talking to him now was his father-in-law. His smile was gone already, changing with a fearful and agitated expression.

"I didn't forget, Dad."

"If it's true then what are you doing with Azri now? Shouldn't he be studying a cooperation contract with GN Group?"

Widya immediately turned to Azri who was opening the luggage hood to help enter the boxes of clothes there. The man smiled loosely, completely unaware of Widya's deathly pale face.

"I'll take her to the office soon" Widya said. Before he hung up the phone, Mahendra said, "Never think of making Azri like you. However Azri is destined for a more competent girl everything from you."

As soon as the sentence was finished, Widya was sure she must have collapsed on the ground as her Azri did not rush to approach her. Mahendra's remarks are nothing less than a whip of reminders for her. He does not deserve Azri and the man is more worthy to be with a girl who has a level far above her.

"Why you?"

Azri was anxious to see the pale bias on Widya's white face. I don't know who called her, but Azri was sure the guy must have been rude to her. Azri suddenly wanted to strangle anyone who dared to make his wife pale like this.

"You must be hungry. We're gonna find a place to eat right now." Azri guided her way to the car.

"No need," prevent Widya quickly. "Better we go back to the office now."

Widya's refusal too soon makes Azri a little suspicious. What did Widya hear from her phone? he believes the chat was the reason Widya refused to go to lunch.

"But you have to eat."

"I'm fine," Widya interrupted with a forced smile.

Azri only sighed, but her end agreed as well. He had bought a box of donuts and drinks for Widya to eat at work later.

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