My Husband and Your Husband

Aiden's Feelings Changed?!

Finally, with only two days, Aiden can prepare for this event carefully and according to plan. Everything was because he already had the usual connections helping him in this. The supply of fruit and other garden produce is also there, food and every snack is also available. The event really went on with great fanfare.

Ayra was already wearing the dress her husband bought her yesterday. In between by Rega, because her husband is busy taking care of this folk party event and also Aiden is on schedule with Saqila. Ayra stared at herself in front of the mirror. This caramel brown dress is very suitable and fits on her body. The dyed makeup that Ayra used made her look even more sweet. Ayra picked up the bag that her mother-in-law had bought. Last night, Mami had told me to wear the same bag she bought back then.

The sound of the door bell, made Ayra immediately walk towards the apartment door. Open it up and Rega is already in front of him now. Indeed her husband had said that Rega would pick her up. Don't know Aiden, if his second wife is so scared by his assistant's cold gaze. According to Ayra, Rega was more frightening than her own husband.

"Miss is ready? Mr. Aiden is waiting for you" Rega nodded respectfully at Ayra.

Ayra smiled stiffly, though Rega said so politely but her tone remained cold and frightening. "Yes, sir, I'm ready"

Ayra follows Rega into the elevator. Ayra was silent, for there was only silence between them. The silence continued in the car. Ayra who was sitting in the back seat just played her phone. It was fortunate that her husband contacted her in this kind of atmosphere.

"Hallo Darling"

"Have you picked you up yet?"

"Yes already, this is again on the road"

"Ohh, you be careful"

"Yes"

That short conversation could not make this silence melt away. Rega seems to focus on the wheel, like not caring about people who are restless sitting in a car with him.

Rega opened her seat belt, slightly twisted her body and nodded respectfully at Ayra. "It's up to Miss"

Ayra stared at a building that had been decorated with various looks. He got out of the car, followed Rega's steps. It really describes the folk party that Aiden spoke of. There have been many food stands with some simple snacks and some fruits and other garden products that have been processed with various types of food. Although it frees anyone who wants to come and get into this Aiden birthday celebration event, but there are still restrictions for VVIP guests, Aiden does this because not all of his co-workers are used to mingling with people like this. So, Aiden gave a limit to the invited guests and the people who came to this people's party.

Ayra fell silent as Rega led her into a room. Rega opened the door of the room and let Ayra in. "Please Miss, Mr. Aiden has been waiting for you inside"

Ayra nodded her head, though confused but she also did not have the courage to ask Rega about this. "Thank you, sir"

Rega nodded respectfully and Ayra entered the room. Her husband was sitting on a sofa there with reading glasses and an ipad in his hand. Ayra walked slowly towards her husband.

"Dear"

Aiden looked up at the call from the woman he had been waiting for. "Darling to come yes, sit down first"

Aiden put an ipad next to him and pulled his wife's arm and placed it on his lap. Aiden kissed his wife's neck and shoulders, and Ayra looked very different from this. So pretty.

"It's so beautiful for my wife"

Ayra just squirms at the kisses her husband does. Even her sleeves had already fallen onto her shoulders because of her husband's behavior. "Mas ihh, if anyone enters how?"

"For Ayra yes"

Saqila walked towards Aiden, she was wearing a dress in matching color with the suit Aiden was wearing. Ayra lowered her head as Saqila approached her, impossible if Saqila did not get to see what Aiden was doing to her. The door that was opened wide, would make Saqila see the scene earlier. Although Ayra immediately dodged.

"Hay Ay, how are you?" Saqila hugged Ayra. "...For a long time we did not meet, usually often eat together. But my husband and I have always been suspicious of you. So I don't want to see you again"

Ayra fell silent, she understood what Saqila meant. "Yes Madam is not papa"

Saqila broke her embrace and smiled, she stroked Ayra's stomach gently. "Okay, Mommy's son"

Degs..

That sentence always made Ayra's heart uncomfortable. Again he must be aware, if the baby in the womb is no longer his. Aiden looked at Saqila sharply, and he did not like to hear Saqila's words.

"Darling, you go out first there is Rega in front. He'll drive you"

Ayra nodded, she immediately walked out of the room. Ayra knows that Aiden also needs time alone with Saqila. Maybe Aiden will do the same to Saqila, as he did just now. Given that's why Ayra's heart is getting sicker.

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"What do you mean say that?"

Saqila sat on the sofa with her legs. Look at Aiden casually. "Why indeed? You married her to give birth to a child for us. So, now the child in Ayra's womb is also my son. Can't I love him too?"

"But it doesn't have to talk like that in front of Ayra!" press Aiden

Saqila nodded, she looked at Aiden with a hard-to-art look. Of course he saw what Aiden did to Ayra. Sick? Of course, but Saqila could not tell if her heart was really sick or just angry.

"Only for this event do I beg you not to show that you have remarried. I know you've been paying a lot of attention to Ayra, and even your attention has been greater to her than mine. But it's okay, as long as you're still my husband I'm fine. But please Aiden, for today don't embarrass me in front of everyone. Please respect me as your wife too, even if my position has been shifted by Ayra"

Aiden sighed, he knew his wife's heart was hurting. But Aiden also did not understand, why he even paid more attention to Ayra than Saqila. It was as if the comfort was with Ayra, not Saqila.

I'm sorry Sa, why am I being like this God.

"I'll be your usual husband, when we get to the show. You take it easy"

Seriate

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