My husband's a grown man

chapter 22

"Shut up!" A loud snapping sound was inevitable inside a car that was speeding a little. The man behind the wheel was so caught off guard that the little girl beside him kept crying.

"Shut up, I said!" Once again Alex snapped at the little wife while hugging the steering wheel, making the petite girl look surprised.

Instead of stopping, the cute-faced girl was crying, even shouting, obscuring her family members who were at home.

"Akhhh! Baba, mom, aunt, grandpa, Brother Alif." The girl's cry even sounded out, making the rider who passed near Alex's car surprised.

Alexander's face looked so restrained in anger, he grabbed the palm of his wife's hand that looked very tiny in his big grip.

The dashing, stern-faced man grabbed Amy's palm and threatened the girl.

"Sick," Amy grimaced softly with tears appearing to be inundated on both of her beautiful eyelids.

"Eat him silence!" Sahur Alex with a threat, his face even so looks scary in Amy's assessment.

"I'll drop you off on this lonely road and I don't care if you're going to be kidnapped by bad people" Alexander continued with a pressed tone as well as a visibly sad face.

Amy looked surprised and frightened, the girl shook her head quickly, not to be taken down in the dark tunnel.

"Don't put Amy down here, Amy's scared." Said the girl slowly.

He also glanced out that was so scary, at once his crying stopped changing in fear. But it still sounded the girl hiccuped once, even her throat felt choked.

Alexander took off his grip and he smiled cynically at his wife who was now shedding tears, seeing her palms red, the former grip of the husband's strong hand.

"Cih, you crybaby and naive," murmured Alexander scattering his tongue cynically at his wife.

Amy looked out again, staring at the center of the city of Jakarta at midnight. It turns out that it still looks so crowded by two-wheelers and four-wheelers. The lights of tall buildings lined up along the street, adding to the beauty of Jakarta at night.

Amy was silent, looking at every tall building they passed. The look in the girl's eyes was so full of sadness that it was also a longing for her family.

A few minutes later, Alex's car is seen turning to the left lane, passing through a giant gate and in front of it appears a tall building towering.

Amy got out of the car, when she arrived at a parking lot in particular, she stared one by one at the luxury car parked there.

The girl swallowed her saliva, when she saw the dream car of the socialites, a luxury sports car, making the girl can only freeze.

Before long Alex got off with a relaxed and cold face, he opened the trunk of the car, throwing Amy's suitcase out violently.

"It's the stuff that made my car damaged and dirty" Alex said in a foreign language.

Amy could only freeze to see her husband throw his suitcase.

The girl could only blink in disbelief, seeing the rude behavior of her master's husband.

"Bring your cheap suitcase!" Alexander's word as he passed the wife and perched just entering a special elevator.

Amy was getting quiet, the girl kept looking at Alex's face so cold, she was also staring at her suitcase.

"Quick! You think you're so valuable? I have to wait for you to come in!" Alexander struck with a smile.

"It's bad" said Alex, staring cynically at his wife sitting in front of the elevator carrying her suitcase, without Alex intending to help her.

Surprised and frightened by the threat of her husband, Amy half ran into the elevator, but while at the iron door, one of Amy's legs stumbled, made him fall to the floor with a forehead kissing the iron floor.

"Astaghfiullah!" Amy screeched as her forehead kissed the floor. And it was just below her husband's feet.

Alexander could only publish a slanted smile, without helping or sympathizing with Amy.

"Daddy," said Alex with a cynical hiss.