Perfect Husband's

Perfect Husband's
39. The Power of Love



The story is just fiction, a lot of violent scenes. For underage readers, please be wise in choosing reading material. Thank You




Agam had just finished his very long job today, he had to attend about 3 meetings with his clients and co-workers in a day. Usually he has contacted his wife, but since the incident a few days ago, Agam silenced Alaia, for some reason he just felt no need to discuss anything with Alaia for now.


But when the car that Agam was riding through a flower shop that gave a view of blue roses made him remember one woman he loved so much, namely Alaia, his wife. Very valuable woman in her life exceeds her own life “Stop at that flower shop.” Agam told Liana, his personal assistant and the woman behind the wheel of the car.


“Good sir.” Liana stops her car in front of the flower shop, letting Agam out on his own due to Agam's request telling Liana to stay in the car because she only briefly bought flowers there.



Bouquet of blue roses in the hands of Agam, bring him into the car “The tree is very beautiful, ma'am Alaia must really like.”


“I think he'll forgive me this time.”


“Pak Agam again there is a problem with Bu Alaia?.”


“Slight.”


“I have never heard Mr. Agam feud with Ms. Alaia during this time.”


“Every wedding there is a difference of opinion, it's just the process of matured yourself.”


They went back to the office doing a lot of work that had to be done early, for obvious reasons, Agam had to go home to see his wife. It was enough time for 2 days not to say anything to Alaia, making her in a position in the fog to withstand longing.


The house looked still quiet when Agam's car entered the garage, there was Alaia's car inside but it seemed like the owner was not at home. Gnashing out of his car with a bouquet of flowers in his left hand, he opened the door and found no one in the house. As she walked towards the kitchen to fetch water from the refrigerator a small note stuck to the refrigerator door.


‘I went with Sena, maybe came home late.’


Just a short message that made Agam a little disappointed, the man put the flowers on his desk and went up to the second floor to go to the room to clean his body and change his clothes in casual clothes. During the wait for news from his wife, Agam decided to make his own dinner, his stomach needs food until night because not necessarily Alaia came home at dinner, even the possibility of going home after dinner.


For approximately 4 hours Agam waited for the arrival of his wife, but the woman did not reveal the trunk of his nose. Until a call came into Agam's cell phone from Alaia.


“Halo... Where are you now?.”


“Sorry, it's Sena. Alaia is so drunk now, can you come pick her up.”


“Alright, I'm there now.”


“I sent you his location.”


“Thanks.”


After getting the location message, Agam immediately exited using his car to pick up Alaia.


When Agam arrived at the place that Sena had sent his location, the man immediately saw the table occupied by Alaia and Sena.


“Sorry to trouble you even though I brought it out.”


“It's okay? How're you? Are you okay going home by yourself?.” Agam rubbed Alaia's head placed on the table comfortably.


“I'm not drunk at all, but I have to go home soon because Yashinta is waiting for me.”


“Be careful on the road.”


“You too, please take good care of Alaia.”


“Sure.”



At home, Agam brought Alaia into their room and put Alaia to bed. Not forgetting, Agam took off the shoes that Alaia was wearing, she even tlaten removed the makeup that Alaia was wearing, smoothed her hair very gently, ending a brief peck on Alaia's forehead.


Agam walked towards the sofa in the room, sitting there, looking at Alaia's sleeping face. For the first time Alaia got drunk after their marriage, Sena said that Alaia was raving a lot while drunk about her. It turned out that 2 days made Alaia completely lose control of herself, Agam regretted it.



Luxury homes with almost entirely new items are a sight that some Selena saw today. She walks in with her personal assistant who lives next to Selena for 24 hours, not interfering with Selena's life, but since living in a new place, she is, he needed a personal assistant also living in the same house as him.


When entering, Kelvin looks sitting on the sofa comfortably. Selena knew, but she pretended not to know that her husband was home. Kelvin is seen driving Selena's personal assistant out first.


“Home home dear..” The sentence surprised Selena, but she neutralized the look on her face with a smile.


“Mas, where are you?.”


“You really don't know where I am?.”


“I heard you, but I don't know where you are?.”


Kelvin approached Selena, standing very close to her right. “Until when?.” It was Kelvin's whisper that confused Selena with the man's question.


“What does Kelvin mean?.”


“Until when do you pretend you can't see?.”


“I don't understand.”


With Kelvin suddenly pointing a knife in front of Selena's eyes, the woman immediately dodged backwards in shock.


“It's clear everything.” Kelvin clasped Selena's hands tight and stared at Selena so close that their faces were only a few inches away.


“I'm caught now?.” Selena looked at Kelvin with her cold gaze, different from the plain Selena created in Kelvin's eyes. “How many months have you noticed it now?.”


“What do you want exactly?.”


Selena let go of Kelvin's hand and dropped the stick she always carried on the floor, the woman walked very leisurely towards the sofa and sat there comfortably. “I want absolutely nothing, I just maintain my position in my own father's company.”


“Why should do something stupid.”


“But now I have a clear purpose for our relationship. I hope you don't seize anything that becomes the happiness of others.” Selena.


“What do you know?.”


“About Mas Agam, don't do anything to him.”


“You really like it?.”


“No. All this time I misinterpreted my feelings of gratitude to mas Agam into feelings of love between women and men.”


“Then?.”


“Do not deprive Alaia of happiness by taking Agam mas from her side.”


“How close are you to Alaia? Do you know how she suffered living with a psychopath.”


“Alaia never suffers, Mas Agam is an angel who takes her out of loneliness. I haven't said close to her, but I would be desperate for my life if I were Alaia without Agam.”


Kelvin just nodded his head underestimating his wife's words.


“Then I ask something from you.”