NARCISSIST HUSBAND

NARCISSIST HUSBAND
VISIT



A week has passed since the conversation between Zayyan and Sarah at the seminar. During that time, they never exchanged news even though it was just a stale base let alone meet accidentally like the previous weeks.


Today Sarah is off work, and it just so happens that today is her schedule to go visit an orphanage foundation that is located quite far from her residential home, taking about forty minutes.


Sarah is one of the permanent donors at the YPA, every month after receiving the salary she always sets aside half of her salary for the foundation. It was all he did because he wanted his money to be useful not only for himself but for others as well. So that his mother gave advice so that he became a regular donor at one of the YPA, Sarah was happy to accept his mom's input.


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Upon arrival at the foundation, Sarah immediately got out of her car to the trunk. Seen, he was trying to get some boxes out of the trunk and assisted by the caretaker.


Sarah stepped in with a few boxes that she took from the trunk followed by the parlour clerk behind her. Just now he said hello, the children of the orphanage who were playing immediately scattered and ran closer to Sarah. They welcomed with joy.


Sarah did not hesitate to pour out her affection for the children, a kiss and a warm hug she always gave when she met the children. There is a feeling of warmth in him when he managed to make children feel loved. Playing, learning, and joking with laughter is what he does if he comes to visit.


"Sister, you finally came too We've all missed you so much here" said one 6-year-old homeboy, call it Tiffany


Sarah immediately crouched down then hugged and kissed the boy "Sister misses you too much"


Slowly Sarah took off her arms "Oh yes adorable sisters, I have brought you toys. In accordance with my promise last month"


“Yeeaaayyyyy thank you sister Sarah!” Shouted the care home children who were excited, they did not hesitate to hug and kiss sarah as an expression of gratitude, then continued the play.


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From the other side, a woman who was watching Sarah, she was Mama Dessy "That's not Sarah?" insinuatingly


"Miss, who is that woman?" ask Mama Dessy to the manager of the foundation — Mrs Maya


"Which woman do you mean Madam?"


"Women across there, who wear pink clothes are playing with children" said Mama Dessy, pointing at Sarah


"You mean Miss Sarah?"


"So right, she's Sarah?"


"You know him, Nyon?"


"I wasn't too close to him, just a coincidence, at that time we were accidentally knocked over"


"Oh. . a slightly unique way of introduction"


"He. .he. .you're right, Nyona. Oh yeah, is he also part of this foundation?"


"Well. . we have done so because Miss Sarah is not only a regular donor, she also likes to visit every month and go directly to accompany the children of the home. For almost two years he always routinely came here every month, bringing hope and also love. Makes us also powerless to always love it"


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Behind the door, Zayyan who was driving Mama, had eavesdropped on the conversation between Mama and the foundation's caregiver. He subconsciously pulled both corners of his lips and formed a perfect smile, as perfect as he thought.


“You are very interested in me, Miss!!” He said, who is currently standing while putting one hand into a bag of pants, while watching Sarah from a distance


Zayyan began to wonder about how Sarah's daily life, and why every time he met her he was always alone. He secretly took a picture of Sarah from a distance, then sent the foro to his confidants to investigate her background.


Then Zayyan remembered something, that a week ago he had exchanged contact numbers with Sarah during the tax seminar. He immediately grabbed the phone in his pocket and looked for Sarah's contact with the initials Cute Girl and typed in a message "Good day Miss Sarah. If you have time, may I invite you to lunch today?"


After sending a message, he again noticed the woman from a distance. It seems that Sarah is so engrossed in playing that she does not realize that her phone is vibrating indicating a message coming in.


Zayyan who was getting tired of waiting for Sarah to open her phone to reply to a message from him, he took the initiative to call, because he was so curious to hear the reason.


Sarah who was playing was surprised by the ringtone of the cellphone in her pants pocket. He immediately stopped his activities and took his cell phone. His forehead creased slightly when he saw the name of the caller on the screen of his phone Mr. Stiffs


“Hah!! Did I not see wrong!? This is what really called Mr Zayyan, right??” Mumbled. He quickly got up from his seat and stepped slightly away from where he was playing, and quickly swiped the green button on his phone screen to receive the call


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"Good morning Mr. Zayyan"


"Good morning Miss Sarah"


"Is there anything that urges you?"


"I just wanted to take you to lunch, Miss. That's if you're not busy"


"Well. . that was a very difficult call for me to reject Mr. However, I apologize, for this time I was forced to refuse, because there was something I was working on"


"Well, we can replace it another time"


"Thank you Sir, sa—" Tut. .tut. . disconnected call


"What the hell, what a disrespect! I'm not done talking he turned it off. Huh. . . Mama with the same child" Inner Sarah while shaking her head, then "Again, why should lunch, but dinner will be much more romantic" her mind back, then, then a amused smile wraps up if he has dinner together. Not wanting to much berhyal Sarah also returned to approach the children and continue the play.


While Zayyan who had heard the reason directly from Sarah's mouth again pulled both corners of her lips. Somehow his heart was so happy when he heard the reason Sarah did not want to reveal the real reason "Once again! He's really interesting!!" muttered.


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That day Sarah really spent her time from morning until the sun showed her pink color. He was also completely unaware of the presence of Zayyan who had been watching him from a distance, until he went home.