My Husband's Cold Lecturer

49. Angry is Not Clear

Fashion events went well. Now the teams from each company also began to go home, including Damian company team. They did not go home immediately, they agreed to hold a celebration for the smooth running of the event. They agreed to order a Korean-inspired dining place (mon maap is author-nim dream 😂). Zeline who also told her husband not to worry later. He opened the vhat application on his mobile phone.

To : Nampyeon

- Mas, there is a dinner show together. Not good if you don't follow. Permission yes ?

From : Nampyeon

- Ck. Not home.

To : Nampyeon

- Mas, I can't do that. Permission is not good to know..

From : Nampyeon

beware of returning home malem.

To : Nampyeon

- Yes yes. later I go home first deh ya.. makasi mas. & you

‘Beres deh’ Inner Zeline relieved.

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While on the other side..

Damian who came home first after the event was upset. How not, he chose to go home first because there for free he could not get close to his wife, knew his own wife had threatened. And now he had to wait for his wife who was eating with a teammate at the Company.

“Master, dinner is ready. Miss has not come home yet?” said Bi Ima approaching Damian in the living room.

“Eating-eating same temen his office” grunts Damian.

“Bi.. later I will eat it. Wait Zeline, Aunty eat first if you have not eaten”

“Mana can be so tuan” reject Bi Ima not good.

“Can only bi.. Aunty ate first, I went to Zeline” Damian waiting room passed to his room.

At 20:00 p.m., but Zeline hasn't come home yet. Damian paced back and forth grumbling, occasionally looking out through the window of his room.

“Ck. Said he wanted to go home first” Damian's bitch. Right now he was exactly like a girl who was sulking to her man.

He walked quickly to pick up his cell phone that he put on the bed, when he wanted to call his wife he heard the sound of a car horn, he immediately shot towards the window, see the familiar tail of the car has entered the basement. As fast as lightning he closed the window curtain, darting sitting on the sofa near the bottom of his bed while propping up the laptop. Let Zeline think she's not worried about her.

Cclek

Damian remained silent as the door opened. It doesn't matter who comes in.

“Mas, Zeline rum” greet Soft Zeline.

“Hemm” Damian just cleared his throat in response.

Zeline's smooth forehead wrinkled at her husband's reaction, a second later she came to her senses.

‘Ah my husband angry nih’ his inner.

He soon passed to clean himself that felt sticky.

15 Minutes later Zeline was fresh then passed towards the walk in closet. Before long she came out with her thin nightgown (not lingerie ya guys) towards the place of her makeup, doing her routine skincare.

‘From now on Zeline's inner position when looking at her husband from the mirror.

“Mas..” call Zeline while walking towards the sofa.

Damian who had pretended to be indifferent continued his action.

“Why you ? Angry ?” said Zeline.

“I'll go home first, the others are planning to go home at 10 malem” he continued.

Damian just kept quiet and didn't answer.

“You're angry why the hell mas ?” ask Zeline.

“I don't like you” Damian straight.

Deg

Zeline was shocked to hear her husband's story. It was as if his heartache heard that.

“M-means Mas.. I don't like me anymore” Zeline

“I don't like you performing in front of a lot of people”

“Hah.. means how ?” confused Zeline. She thought Damian didn't love her anymore.

“You are okay with using as a model earlier. I don't like it when I'm seen by others. You realize that the men there are fascinated by you, already rich to take you from me that from their gaze. Who told you to be a model. Next time refuse, I don't like” Damian cerocos

Zeline laughed crisply at the protesting babble from her husband. Funny according to him. Cold Damian can be chatty if together gini.

“Why mala laughs you” protests Damian.

Zeline calmed her laughter, after normalizing her laughter she said.

“Nobody will make me a model, I'll go forward myself. After all, the model that made my dress did not come. Because of the time I broke up I myself who made my own” explained Zeline.

“But earlier why the same Bima Ana no” cecar Damian

“It... emm.. help me..” says Zeline hesitate

Damian's forehead was wrinkled confused.

“Help what ?” ask her.

“Clean coffee stains on the dress I wear”

“Kok can get her coffee dress?” ask Damian again.

“Emm. earlier we rush, the Echa ga accidentally swearing coffee continues to get gau ku deh” he explained.

“It seems not accidentally deh dear, but intentionally it certainly is. You know your own friend that one is unique” Damian quipped

“Unique ?” confused Zeline.

“Yes. Unichowo. Have a friend who is on good even in ancurin just because of—“

“You” by Zeline fast. Damian is pissed off, it's not his fault that Echa likes him. All he knows is that he loves his wife, Zeline Putri Anggara.

Zeline laughed again at the sour face of her husband. Unable to see her, she kissed her husband's lips at a glance.

“Udah do not get angry is not clear that. I know who owns my heart. So do not be afraid if many are fascinated with me. I am also not nanggepin. Beres kan” clear Zeline.

“Mending sleep yuk, I am tired of mas” he continued spoiled.

“Alright, because you are tired today, I will not punish you in bed” said Damian frontal.

Zeline laughed again.

“OK, thanks for the generosity of my husband” chuckles her.

Damian immediately carried his wife, laying her on the bed in a row with himself lying down. Sleeping while hugging his wife.

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