Marrying a Personal Guard

The Part 32

Jelita squirms slowly, her body feels warm and comfortable in the arms of Evan's burly body. He was still not very aware of his current situation. Half his memory belongs to yesterday.

Jelita's body gasped in shock as her fingers touched Evan's fingers hugging her waist.

"Hey, it's me baby. You're free now." whispered Evan in a soft voice.

"Evan?"

"Dear, baby" said Evan while kissing Jelita's black hair.

"What time is it?"

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, what's asking for the clock?" Evan asked back with narrowed eyes.

"Five o'clock in the afternoon? That means you guys were married this morning?!" jelita exclaimed as she pushed Evan's body away from her body. Evan stupefied as he again grabbed his wife's body. But Jelita pushed back Evan's body.

"Don't get close!" sulk Jelita was upset.

"Hey, who got married this morning?"

"You're the!" sulk Jelita stared in annoyance.

"How to get married, if the bride just disappeared and still haven't met." said Evan.

"Your wife's candidate is missing?" jelita asked, rounding her eyes.

"What wife? there is only a wife, not a wife. Honey want some honey? if I have a future wife." protested Evan.

"It's not that you agreed to marry Kalista yesterday" said Jelita still upset with Evan's decision yesterday.

"That's because I had to, baby, but she's beautiful isn't she?" evan Goda. Jelita's face instantly turned sour.

"Curtain! It's pretty!"

Evan laughed seeing his wife's pretty face look sour. It was clear that he was jealous of Kalista.

"I might as well wish you dear. But at that time you were still in their grasp. I have no choice but to agree with the old man's will. Don't think shit. Your husband is not the type of man who likes to be double just because of a beautiful woman. Understand." A warm kiss landed on Jelita at the end of Evan's sentence.

"Then, Kalista's disappearance is what you're doing?" search Jelita.

Evan took a heavy breath. "Yes, I'll take it off when we get to town A. For now he still needs us to dampen the movement of Frans' people." Evan. He was afraid that his wife had misunderstood his intention of holding Kalista.

"Isn't it because you're harboring other intentions?" jelita asked still dissatisfied with Evan's answer.

"Dear baby, what do I mean?"

"Where do I know..."

"Basic women. It's hard to take a bath there, your smell is poking my nose dear." Evan's tease ends the discussion about kalista.

"Curtain! Just now nyium did not want to escape." murmured Jelita while rising from the bed.

Evan looked at his wife. If he does not remember the condition of his wife who was drugged, maybe he has vented his desire at this time.

He had to be a little patient, after all he still had a lot of time on this D island. There's a lot of work he has to do before he gets back to A.

*****

The planned series was carried out this morning, failed miserably due to the loss of Kalista. Luxury white room that has been prepared as a scene for shooting news splash on the island of D.

The large stage that had been prepared for the reception looked empty. Only journalists there are some journalists who perpetuate the splendor of stage decoration for the news material.

While Frans who was in his work room seemed silent resigned. Video recording of activities in the parking lot made him unable to do anything. He had already lost, Evan was already in control of everything. And he's convinced that Evan will still give him shock therapy.

With a lethargic gesture he grabbed his gawai on the table. Then try to contact Evan again, after a morning he did not respond to Frans' call.

"What's dad?" a heavy and flat voice sounded at the end of the phone.

"Once this game is over, give me back Kalista. His mother was almost crazy because of you." said Frans no less cold.

Evan chuckles. "Just enjoy dad, I still don't want to stop playing. After all, don't just me who's almost crazy about losing a wife. Isn't it fair that you feel the same way."

"Jason, Kalista doesn't know anything. He just followed my will, so be a little soft on Kalista." persuaded Frans finally.

"What a woman of your choice is really as stupid as a father. You know I'm not just a guy. How can you match me to a stupid woman." - Evan. Frans growled with emotion.

"I'm warning you Jason. You drive yourself if I'm looking for it myself." Frans said smelling of a threat.

Evan is shocked to hear Frans' threat. "Just do what you want me to do. I also want to do what I have to do and you have no power to forbid me. This Island D I can master overnight. I'm not sure I did it." said Evan in a cold voice.

Frans was silent, what Evan had done was not a joke. Mastering island D overnight, of course, he does not doubt it.

"Don't be greedy, Jason. I'll just give you your share. Don't bother who isn't yours."

"Yes Frans Malik! You're the one who fished my bad, aren't you? Then why are you feeling scared now. Already I still have a lot of work." said Evan while turning off the call.

Frans sighed softly. He should be pleased with Evan's attitude. But why did he even feel so worried at this moment.

"Sir, Mrs Delia came looking for you" one of Frans' men told me. Delia is the mother of Kalista. He came with tears of sadness. His daughter is still undiscovered.

"Send him in." Frans excitedly.

***

The derection meeting room still leaves one seat for important guests. He is a thirty percent shareholder of Lindo Group. That person is the owner of Air Langga group from the city of A. The leadership chair was occupied by Frans. He had to forget for a moment the failed incident of his son's wedding party smearing his face.

"Representatives of the Air Langga group are present." whispered Frans' secretary when the meeting room door opened. Frans' eyes widened wide staring at the figure who had just entered the meeting room which he said was the owner of thirty percent shares.

"You!" frans with a fair face.

"How are you dad. Your health is bad right now. Your face looks very pale." said the man who was none other than Evan.

"How can you be the owner of the Graoup Stair? You're playing me huh!" frans snapped while pounding the table full of emotion.

"Master." whispered Frans' secretary. Trying to remind her attitude. While Evan looked at her with very calm face.

"I'm the sole owner of Air Langga group. What's wrong." she said as she placed her body in the remaining seat.

Frans' chest felt tight for a moment. Evan had gone too far through it, he was afraid he would be unable to stop his steps.

To be continuous.