My husband's counting

Eps 13's

Currently, Zahra is preparing to make lunch for Arkhan, she wants to visit her husband's office to surprise him, Somehow the reaction that Arkhan will show to him is clear that he is so enthusiastic about his cooking.

Usually Zahra will tell Arkhan first if he wants to visit his company, but this time he wants to make a special moment with his arrival arrived.

When he arrived at the office, the security guard and receptionist saluted by bowing to Zahra who he replied with a smile, The beautiful woman was greeted with a friendly oenuh by several employees.

" good afternoon, Miss Zahra."

" Lunch."

" Is Mr Arkhan there ?."

" Mister is in the madam's room."

" thank you."

The little foot stepped up the elevator, she had memorized the way to her husband's room even though she rarely visited but not the slightest memory of her husband's magnificent office.

Arriving in the hallway, Zahra found that it looked quiet, thinking because it was lunchtime so the other employees were filling their stomachs to increase energy and return to work later.

But, when the beautiful woman passed the secretary's table, the table looked lonely, her eyebrows were slightly raised she was surprised to be the hallway around her husband's room.

Zahra was silent, he stared at the situation he saw in the middle of the room that continued. Zahra was surprised at two things simultaneously.

First, He was surprised by what he saw in the room, Second, He was amazed at himself for the calm he experienced when he saw two different types of lovebirds were engrossed in giving touch.

The two of them who were in the middle of the room seemed to be enjoying the hot scene that unfolded regardless of the surroundings, although he faintly saw but the sound of groans and sighs could be heard clearly from the gap of the door that was slightly opened.

Zahra glanced around the room, she found clothes that were scattered irregularly lying just on the floor, He he recognized the jaz and shirt that was lying just about it, he said, This morning she prepared it for her husband.

There was a clear sound in the ear of the beautiful veil tourupi, the voice of the woman who kept asking for more depth to the man, do not forget too, too, the man who kept moaning and kept saying that the woman's property was so delicious and so narrow, Obviously very hurtful to Zahra.

Zahra left the room without plowing back the door she had opened a little bit, why ? he was sure no one would see him, but even though there are those who see whether they will feel uncomfortable and disturbed certainly not when both are the same on the slope of pleasure that has penetrated the awang awang.

Zahra just passed by, she went into the toilet room and tried to calm her heart, She kept holding her chest that felt so painful, She put the phone in her bag and then she pressed the green button.

tut's...

Long enough the woman waited, a moment later her call was raised.

" Mad." Oh."

There was the sound of breath gasping like he had run very far.

" Where else ?." Withstand tight.

" office."

" I want anterin lunch."

" Not to."

" Why ?."

" I've had lunch."

" What are you doing again ?."

" Work."

" I'm going to the office."

" No need, can't don't bother me during work hours ?."

" Dad..."

Tut... The phone connection was severed unilaterally so quickly, Zahra's fingers shook, but he had typed a message on the number he had just called, but after a few seconds his thumb froze, he was unable to send the message, so he could only keep it in the draft.

Instead of crying, Zahra instead smiled wryly while looking in the mirror, she mocked her own life that had been painstakingly loved but not avenged.

his phone still greeted him with a message that he did not send, as if his ridicule had no power over the injustice that befell him.

Dear mas Arkhan's.

You have everything in your life, but you can't hear and you can't see sincerity

But, two different people of that type are still engrossed in various rooms after the man disconnected his phone.

" Sshhh... Who is mas ?."

" Zahra."

" Why is he ?."

" It's quiet." Arkhan again stomped his own in his secretary it was repeatedly merciless and heartless, the game this time was so rough felt by the woman who was under Arkhan's cage lying on the desk.