Married With Mr. Arrogants

Jealous

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At 7:00 p.m.

Adelia was already wearing the white dress her husband had given her. The hair roll on the back of her head with a hat-shaped hairpin on top of her head plus a white dress glove attached to both her hands adds a graceful impression in her.

He sat on the couch in his room waiting for someone to call him down.

Reqy, who was from the private room of her parents, walked towards her room. He held a jewelry box belonging to his late mother. He opened the door to his room and went in there. He came to Adelia who immediately stood up when he saw her coming.

“Turn your body there.” Reqy's command while moving his head pointed towards the front.

“Iya.” Adelia turned her back to her husband.

Reqy then opened his mother's jewelry box and put it on his wife's neck. Adelia was shocked by the necklace Reqy put on her neck.

“What did Brother Reqy install?” Adelia asked while holding a necklace around her neck.

“You didn't see that I put up a necklace for you.”

“I don't need expensive jewelry like this kak.”

“Be quiet, do you want to embarrass me downstairs. Just accept what I give you. This is all yours?” Rigorously.

Adelia kept quiet without denying her husband. She can only obey the word – said her husband.

Reqy again focused on putting earrings in his wife's ears.

“Already...” He said that he had finished putting on his mother's jewelry.

Adelia turned back towards her husband.

“Come down.” Reqy Pinta.

“Iya..”

Reqy walks out of her room with Adelia walking behind her. Reqy arrived – arrived stop when he was already outside his room.

He turned to see his wife. “Hold my arm.” He said as he placed his right hand on his waist.

Adelia walked two steps and stood beside her husband while holding her husband's arm. This time they went downstairs using the stairs.

When it was near the bottom floor, the guests immediately looked towards them. At that time, there were many guests present. All are guests of businessmen.

While the media reporters who knew about the news of Mr. Reqy's wedding party, absolutely not allowed to go inside.

They could only wait outside, they were very curious about the woman who was already Reqy's wife. They couldn't even catch that happy moment. Reqy did not want to show the media his wife's face because he did not want it to make Adelia feel uncomfortable.

The wedding party began in his home. Everyone just congratulated Reqy and Adelia. The party is just a party like the rich do. Reqy just wanted to tell everyone about her now married status.

For an hour, Adelia had grown tired of standing with her husband who was talking to all her business colleagues who came from abroad. Unknowingly he sighed slowly.

Reqy glanced at his wife who was still beside him.

“Are you tired?” Ask Reqy.

“Slight.”

“Sit there.” Reqy pointed to a long sofa that was not far from him.

“Iya..do I need to say goodbye to them?” His whisper.

“No need. You don't have to bow your head to all of them.”

“Good.”

Adelia turned her back and walked towards the sofa Reqy showed her. He sat there alone. From a distance, there was a beautiful woman holding a wine glass, staring at Adelia who was sitting alone on the sofa. The woman walked up to Adelia there. Meanwhile Adelia was immediately shocked to see the woman in red dress coming closer to her.

“Sorry madam, can I sit here?” Asked the woman in red dress who was already standing in front of him.

“Hana...” Adelia called out to him with a shocked expression. “What are you doing here?” Ask Adelia.

Hana just smiled while sitting next to Adelia. She was a friend of Adelia when she was in High School. They separated when they finished school and Hana had to continue her schooling abroad.

“I did not expect Del, if the person whom Mr. Reqy married is you.”

“You know the guy.” Pointing at Reqy with a movement of his head.

“All businessmen in Asia know who Mr. Reqy is. I was shocked when I saw you coming down the stairs. I think I'm the wrong look.”

“You are not wrong see kok.”

“Give me your number, I put it in our SMA group. We'll have a school reunion soon. I can contact you more easily. Child – other children are also very eager to meet you. It's been almost five years since we all didn't meet.”

“Iya. I'll give you. But, why are you here?” Ask Adelia who is getting curious.

“My father was invited here. My family is cooperating with Abraham.” company

“Oh.so. But...you don't tell your friends – other friends yes if I'm married.”

“Why?” Ask Hana.

“Not what – what. I just don't want to be asked – ask them.” Adelia did not want all her close friends to know that she was married to Reqy because she thought, after giving birth to the son of the man who married her. He will be divorced.

“Good. Oh.ya, so much I want to tell you.” Reply Hana.

“What...tell me now?”

Hana started telling Adelia about all her experiences while living abroad. He also asked about Darel's news all along. They told me while laughing. Hana and Adelia always exchanged stories when they were together.

While Reqy who was a little away from his wife, looks very upset to see his wife's laughter shown to others even a smile that Adelia never showed him.

Reqy gulped down the wine glass he was holding as he occasionally glanced at his happily laughing wife. Even though he didn't hear her laugh but just seeing her made him emotional.

Mr. Osmar who stood beside him was confused to see the face of his master who looked unhappy.

“Young Master, do you feel bad?” Ask Mr. Osmar.

“Where is Emir, why isn't he accompanying Adelia?” Ask Reqy coldly.

“Emir is outside sir. He is welcoming guests who came.”

Reqy just kept quiet without replying to Mr. Osmar. He was jealous to see Adelia laugh at his friend. Adelia's face was happy when laughing and talking with her friend while Adelia never showed it to her. Always scared to look at it. Not like when he and Adelia first met. When Adelia smiled happily at him. He wanted that smile again from his wife.

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