Married Bad Boy

The Part 68

What exactly was the old man planning? Azri kept thinking about her all day after she read the letter of agreement without Widya's knowledge. The girl was as healthy as ever and Azri still could not ask. He was not sure of hearing the girl's answer. After all he was afraid to hear the worst possibility, whether Widya was willing to be honest or not.

"Congratulations on your appointment."

Azri only smiles when Widya gives her a light kiss on the forehead, as a form of her congratulations. The girl can still smile freely even though they both know if Azri becomes a CEO, their marriage will end and this morning the bomb falls in Azri's life. Suddenly all shareholders agreed to appoint him as the new leader of Pradipta Group. He's not happy, of course.

Her eyes fell on the smile on Widya's lips. The half-dead girl tried to smile loosely, but Azri knew it was a bitter smile. In my heart, maybe Widya is crying.

In accordance with Azri's conjecture, Widya did cry in silence. He wanted to run from where he is now. Crying loudly because he realized his time with Azri will not be long.

Widya knew this would come sooner or later. As much as she tried to be happy. He does not know at all that Azri is as wounded as he is, but the man remains silent, looking at himself as if nothing had happened.

"You happy?" Azri asked with a faint smile. Widya nodded, unconsciously her eyes were watering.

"Why are you crying?"

Flinched, Widya immediately wiped away her tears. "I'm crying happily."

You lied, inner Azri. "Then come here, congratulate me as I taught you."

Azri reached out her hand asking Widya to come closer. The girl was still standing rigidly in her place, but Azri's eyes filled with solemnity made her fall. la no matter if anyone would see them making out in the office space, she said, he just wanted someone to hug him at a time like this.

Widya wrapped her arms around Azri's neck, and without hesitation hugged her. It might just be her last hug for Azri before Mahendra gives her another instruction.

Earlier this morning, his father-in-law had given an ultimatum that today Azri would be officially appointed as his successor.

Widya was obviously surprised, but she could only look down and say yes when the middle-aged man told her to get ready to leave Azri. He himself did not know go Mahendra meant was to disappear forever from Azri's life or divorced with him. Any choice really torments him. He could not choose both.

Widya hugged Azri as tightly as she could with quivering lips, trying to hold back the sobbing. Azri just pretended not to know.

Seeing how Widya is trying to keep her feelings in check, Azri knows Widya never intended to take advantage of her circumstances or anything like that. This girl always does anything sincerely. Even his embrace was so sincere. Azri does not want to let go of Widya. He will bind Widya in her life no matter how.

"May ...." Azri was moved to feel her shoulders wet with tears. He pulled Widya's face off her shoulders, staring deeply at the girl. "You forgot how to congratulate your husband?" ask her softly.

Azri tidied Widya's bangs that fell apart on her forehead with great affection. Not forgetting the trail of tears he wiped with his fingers. For whatever sake, he was grateful to be married to Widya. However, why did this girl have to be controlled by her father?

"You forgot?" Azri asked again.

Widya immediately remembered what Azri meant. This man asked himself to kiss his lips. His face was red again.

"I didn't forget."

"Then let's do it right."

Azri pulls Widya over her lap. They looked at each other for a while, none of them spoke, but it was as if the two of them could understand the contents of each other's hearts. That's when Widya smiled, brought her face closer to bring their lips together again.

Widya pounded, but she did not care about it and further deepened her kiss. He hopes this will make Azri happy.

Azri was happy. He felt drifting treated so special by Widya. la hugging the girl's body tightly. Along with that he gets an idea, an idea to keep Widya with him.

Azri distanced her face, her irregular breath hitting Widya's cheek. It creates an intimate impression that will make Widya miss this situation.

"Now go home." Azri whispered right at the corner of Widya's lips, tucking her once again gently.

"Why? My work is not done yet" he answered nervously and hesitantly. Widya does have an appointment to meet with Mahendra to discuss contract issues.

I know what you are going to talk about with that Old Man, Inner Azri. And I won't let you meet her.

"But ...." Widya. He looked at Azri for understanding. Mahendra is not a tolerance type if his requests are ignored by his employees. If the man asks her to come, then he must come. Can't not not.

"I don't accept rejection. Point. Now go home to get ready."

The verdict has been dropped by Azri. Widya can do anything else. He will call Mahendra to apologize and postpone the meeting.

***

Widya just finished taking a shower, she took a quick glance at her flickering phone. Azri sent a message to her.

I'll pick you up at 7 tonight. We'll have dinner together. Dress up pretty.

she smiled knots then glanced towards the dress lying on her bed. Azri also gave the beautiful dress. His appearance Mahendra's decision made Azri a CEO as soon as he was so happy for Azri that the man invited him to dinner outside.

However, why can't he be happy with Azri? He should be happy because this way he has fulfilled Mahendra's request.

Widya sat on the edge of the bed. He felt tired and sad. His gaze scanned all over the place he was. His throat was like a punch.

Either tomorrow, or the day after, or the days that follow he will leave this room and this apartment, because it is now, he will make the best use of his time. His lungs ached every time he drew and breathed.

"I have to dress up." Widya picked up the dress that night and got ready.

Exactly the clock shows at 7 o'clock less, Widya waits at the apartment until Azri comes to pick her up. He looked at every corner of the apartment he occupied now. Try to remember every piece of furniture and interior that is there. He won't stay here long.

Her phone is ringing. He picked it up without even seeing who was calling.

"Hello."

"What are you doing now?"

Widya's body froze. He spontaneously stood up when he realized the voice he was hearing was the voice of his father-in-law.

"I'm in the apartment."

Widya hoped that the voice she let out did not sound trembling and afraid. Last afternoon they did not meet to talk about the contract, what now Mahendra intends to say? Suddenly he was afraid, please don't say anything.

"As stated in the agreement, you must divorce Azri as soon as she is appointed leader of the Pradipta Group."

Suddenly Widya's brain becomes empty. she must leave Azri immediately?

"When exactly?" he's stupid, so there's no need to ask such a question. Isn't her heart hurt enough?

"If you can, this weekend. I'll introduce Azri to his real wife."

Widya's knees were limp hearing her. He fell down with a tight chest. Mahendra has even planned to introduce Azri to his real wife? Ah, his head suddenly dizzy.

Widya forced herself to say amid her shock, "Then what should I tell Azri about this agreement?"

"No need to say. I'll tell her. You just step aside for a while to the place I set out. Never contact or try to see Azri after you leave. I will guarantee all your needs. Not including the assets you've acquired."

Wendy wanted to cry, really. How Mahendra can say with such a light tone as if his feelings are not in the middle right now. He ended the conversation without saying anything more. His spirit seemed to be sucked out and he was not sure if there was still energy for dinner with Azri?

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