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Azkal drove the car quietly. Clara is still crashing because of this incident.

Eventually they arrive at the hotel, where Clara lives. Azkal opened the door.

"I'm still craving Loh" said Clara.

"I have a little business"

"Why don't you go down and up first"

"I'm busy sometimes"

"Honey you never come here again"

"Let's calm I paid. You can sleep longer"

"No, I'm moving out"

"I just paid Clara"

"Clara?. How can you not call me baby?"

"I've paid, baby, you've stayed here longer!"

If I am angry, he is afraid Azkal will kill me again. I don't want to, I don't want to be broken

" Well then, you take me to the front of the room how?"

"Yes that's it"

Azkal delivered Clara to the front door of the room. But instead of entering, Clara immediately kissed Azkal's neck.

"Clara I'm going to go first"

Clara gave up her kiss. "You refuse me, baby?"

"Now yes!"

"You think of that woman again, don't you?"

"Who?"

"Who else if it wasn't Neeha your ex"

"No, I already have you baby"

"Why don't you come in?"

"We've been here a lot, we'll be raided"

"I don't mind anywhere else"

"OK I'll tell you ok, not now. I'm really busy, baby"

Azkal kisses Clara's lips. Then leave.

Unbeknownst to Azkal, Clara follows him in a taxi.

"Sir please follow that car!"

"Non Good"

Azkal drove the car so far. "Non do we have to keep following that car?"

"Why sir?"

"It's very far Non"

"Follow me how the hell I'm paying dearly" Clara raised her voice.

"None Good, good"

Azkal stopped by the road. Unaware that a taxi was following him and came to a stop at a distance away.

Azkal opened the drawer next to him. There was a perfume there that was a little.

Azkal recalls Aron's telling about the perfume shop. Azkal got the perfume from Neeha when she successfully rose to office.

Flashback....

"This is for you" Neeha's bright face approached Azkal.

"Why can you come here?"

"I know you've succeeded in rising"

"Thank you for coming"

Azkal wanted to kiss Neeha's lips. But Neeha immediately retreated and took out a box.

"It's for you"

"This what?"

"Gift, you open it!"

"Ok I open ya"

A perfume with a unique aroma. Azkal squirts into the hands and smells a fresh manly scent.

"Where do you like it?"

"Where do you like to buy?"

"In my perfume shop" Neeha told me about the perfume shop she loved.

"Ooh so"

"Azkala"

"If we get married, I'll always make perfume for you"

"OK" Azkal replied.

I was fishing. Do you not want to jump or even plan to marry me Azkal.

"Neeha come!"

"Where?"

"I have to treat you, this is also thanks to Papa You Nee's connection"

"okay"

Flashback...

....

"Nobody else would mix perfume with this fragrance for me Neeha"

Azkal immediately imagined the image of Neeha who was so beautiful at the event earlier. Neeha who once loved him very sincerely and always smiled only at him.

Now even Neeha was unaware of his presence. Neeha even kissed the other person in front of her.

"If only I were married to you, Nee, if I hadn't made a mistake. I must be in that position, where you give everything for me"

Azkal punched the steering wheel of the car. He squeezed his fingers hard.

He was really angry, just for the sake of his momentary enjoyment and habit. He ignored the sincere feelings of Neeha.

Azkal turned the steering wheel of his car. He went to a place where he could get drunk and do activities*** with women last night.

Clara saw Azkal's car from the taxi.

You prefer this place over the same I am Azkal. I'm lacking anything else, I give everything.

"Sorry lady, do you want to come down here?"

"no sir, let's turn it around again!"

"None"

Clara went into her room at the hotel. He sat on the bed thinking about the incident at the intercompany event.

Neeha, all this must be because of you. I have become the wife of people still dare to seduce Azkal.

Clara opened her closet. He picked up the clothes he was wearing at the time, when Neeha came to the hotel.

"It's from you too"

Clara cut the shirt to formless. Until his hands come with scuffles.

I will not let you go Azkal. Anyway, I need the money, I don't want to be a poor girl and don't have any more luxury.

*****

Aron arrives at his super-large, deserted home. Although there were many servants there, he continued to feel lonely. Aron drank the wine that was prepared.

A waiter asked if it was necessary to prepare hot water for a bath. Aron refused, and soon he would call.

The waiter returned to his place.

Aron turned the glass and enjoyed it. Aron opened his phone and looked at Neeha's face.

"So this woman is married"

Aron thought back to what he could do. To return the favor, he initially wanted to make Neeha his own and give everything for the woman.

If you are someone else's wife. How he could carry out his plan.

"Eh but that kiss, it looks like the lady didn't reply to him so much, is it possible that they just got married?"

Aron called his secretary. Asking to find out about Neeha's love life. He only knew that Neeha worked in the Rinto Group subsidiary only so he decided to cooperate.

It didn't take long, an email came in. Neeha married shortly after breaking up with her cheating ex-boyfriend.

"Just as they look stiff, surely their relationship is not too far away"

Aron prepared another plan. Where he had to make Neeha need him.

What should I do yes. It would be easier if she was not the only daughter of the Rinto Group. Rinto Group is a pretty big company, I have to be careful, let alone we were rivals.

A foreign number called. She was the wife of Aron, a foreign woman whom she married.

Aron makes small talk and says he's going to sleep soon. His wife unsuspectingly closed the call.

Aron also sent some money on the account number. Then he stood up, ready to take a shower.

*****

Meanwhile, Jordi is forced to deliver Sera and Lasmi. Sera even pleaded with the reason she was so dizzy.

"Thank you Jordi"

"It's okay to relax"

"When did you stop by first?"

"It's not night"

Not that she was so dizzy. But the fit stood even earlier than Lasmi.

Jordi turned her car around and went to split the big road.

Seriate....