Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapter 40. Zain's New Habits

Zain walked with wide strides towards the main door of his father-in-law's house, without saying his greetings first he barged into the mansion.

“What do you guys do basic j*lang!” zain shouted with hardened jaws and a flushed face that was still standing in the doorway.

Everyone who was inside the room simultaneously turned their heads towards Zain, they all looked surprised by his unexpected arrival.

With wide steps Zain walked towards his mother and threw the smooth hand of Anindya who was still perched on his mother's head.

“Do you no longer want your dirty hands?” zain asked coldly and gave a murderous look towards Anindya.

“Za-Zain, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to hurt Mrs. Amara,” elak Anindya with her pale face.

“Let's go home, Mom. I wouldn't be in the same room with these two cheap ladies!”

Zain embraces his mother's body and takes her out of the house leaving Anindya unaccepted with Zain's indifferent attitude to her.

“Zain, listen to me first! Your mother started first, not me.”

Zain stopped his steps and turned back towards Anindya. “So? You blame my mommy?”

Glug.

Anindya gulped her saliva roughly, her guts shrinking after getting the danger signal emitted by the look in the eyes of the man in front of her. “Bu-not that I mean.”

“Never once show your face in front of my family if you still want to live on this earth!” threaten Zain before completely disappearing behind the main door.

“Zain!” yelled Anindya who was about to chase after Zain but was held back by Barra's hand which gripped his arm.

“Release brengs*k! Basic fucking assistant!” anindya Umpat.

“Your dealings with me are not finished yet, Dear Miss Anindya Aaron,” taunts Barra without letting go of her grip on Anindya's arm.

“What do you want huh?” Anindya was burning with emotion.

 “Sorry, it seems like your desire to kick me off the young master's side will never happen, Miss.”

“Don't pretend you stupid assistant!”

“Don't dream too high, Miss. If you fall, it will hurt very much. I should be thanking you for leaving your wedding that night, so as to present Miss Zahra who is able to make the young master melt and feel love.”

“Close your mouth!” snapped Anindya who continued to rebel in order to escape from the grip of Barra, but in vain because the power is not comparable to Barra.

Barra codes his men to approach and holds Anindya and Tasya back from leaving the house before their young master leaves.

Barra left Anindya who continued to rebel and continued to issue curses for Barra. While Tasya looks helpless sitting on the floor with a face that looks shocked.

“Sorry Sir, this is Mrs' phone. Amara.” Hani gives the flat object to Barra before he gets into his young master's car.

“Hmm.” Barra knitted her brows in confusion, but her hand still received the phone.

“You go home! Mrs. Amara is coming with the young master and will go directly to the hospital.”

“Good sir, then we excuse you,” say goodbye to Bi Nur and her daughter.

After getting into the car, Barra thrust the phone at Ny. Amara sat in the back seat.

“Mistress, this is your phone.” Barra is still confused as to why Ms.'s phone. Amara is in the hands of Hani, but he chooses indifferently not to know more deeply.

“Why does mommy's phone have you, Barra?” ask Zain equally.

“So I was given by Hani, Mr.”

Zain stared at his smiling mother as he stared at the screen of his phone, making the two youths sitting in front of each other throw glances and shrug each other's shoulders.

‘Mommy why smile for yourself? Strange, the tumben he was not angry after there were people who harassed him,’ said Zain in his heart and chose to be busy with his phone. Observing the figure that lately managed to make him almost go crazy. Who else if not his wife, the thing he never missed if far from Zahra, is to observe it through CCTV installed in his nursery.

‘Ny. Amara why? Tumben kalem not as usual. Thankfully, if not my job will increase again,’ complained Barra inwardly and drove the car that was riding away from Zahra's childhood prison.

“Mom, what mommy is planning again?” asked Zain who was disturbed by his mother's behavior, let alone seeing her mother's slightly messy appearance with slightly disheveled hair.

“Look at it later, you will definitely thank mommy for helping to ease your work,” said Mrs. Amara was full of confidence, then put her phone in her luxury bag.

As soon as the car stops right in front of the lobby, Mrs. Amara rushed out without waiting for someone to open the door for her.

Again Zain and Barra made gawking with Ny's behavior. Amara.

“Hai Zahra, do you miss me?,” asked Zain along with the opening of Zahra's room door.

“You looking for who?” asked Zahra, who saw her husband looking for something.

“Mommy where?” zain asked and sat down next to his wife.

Zahra knitted her brows. “Mommy hasn't come since last night right, you forgot?”

Cup.

Zain again landed his kiss on his wife's lips and successfully made Zahra freeze on the spot.

Tuk.

Zain pinned Zahra's head slowly. “Breathing Zahra!” Tegur Zain realized the wife was holding her breath because of her actions.

“Tu-Master why you like kissing me so much?” ask Zahra plain.

Zain drew his face closer to his wife's face and kissed the object that was opium to him, but Zahra quickly covered it with both hands.

“That's the penalty for you!” zain replied flatly then stepped his feet towards the bathroom.

“Punishment? What am I wrong?” ask Zahra who it is addressed to.

“Salah Zahwa where, Pa?” asked Zahra to his father who had not been ignored by his son-in-law.

Mr. Aaron shrugged his shoulders a sign of not understanding. “Entah. Did you call your husband wrong?”

Zahra tried to remember her mistake where, whereas master Aaron just smiled looking at his daughter.

“Oh I remember! But I would reflexively call the master to him,” Zahra was annoyed.

“But the first one I did not call master,” oceh Zahra without realizing Zain was already next to him.

“I don't like you calling master or you to me!” zain's words right in Zahra's ears made the woman scream in shock.

“Sorry,” great-grandson Zahra.

“I only received affectionate calls from you, nothing else. From now on use my word you, understand?”

“Iya.”

Zain sat facing his wife and pointed at her lips with his index finger.

“What?” ask Zahra confused.

“Terms for me to forgive you.”

“Terms?” Zahra did not understand what her husband meant.

Cup.

Zain, impatiently waiting for his wife's reaction, again landed a kiss on Zahra's lips.

Plaque!

“Akh!” pekik Zain felt a pain in his back of the head.

“Who dares to hit me?”

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