Second Wife Young Master Arogan

What's up with Lana?

Naora was immediately aghast from a sitting position until Axton's large body was swept into the contest. He is instantly seen misbehaving in front of Nathan and Wildan.

The gazes of the two men in front of him were as if they had just caught a pair of young men who were immoral. There is nothing wrong with their actions. At a time when Axton can act impressed, Naora actually felt extraordinary shame.

"You guys came at the wrong time." Axton expressed his protest with the movement of the body that rose from the bed and stood next to Naora.

Nathan clucked his tongue. "It seems like there's nothing to worry about about you." The man looked at his friend from head to toe. "And I see that your wound didn't get broken bones or a concussion. Haah! I'm so worried about you."

"Damn it! Did you just swear to me?!"

"Please take it that way." Nathan then leads the attention to a beautiful woman who is still loyal with a shy hue on her face. "Naora, are you okay? No one was hurt, right? Will your cursed husband be able to protect you?"

"As you can see Nathan, I'm perfectly fine." The woman replied with a sweet smile and turned her eyes to the wound on her husband's arm. Slowly gloom swept over his originally radiant face.

"Axton got hurt all night trying to protect me. Though the previous wound has not healed."

"Don't feel guilty, Naora. It was his duty as a husband. Let alone him, I would have done the same thing if I had been in his position last night." Nathan continued to chatter regardless of the dislike in the face of his best friend.

Now it's Axton's turn to cluck his tongue. Hand carried embracing Naora's possessive slender waist. "Dispose that attention of yours from my woman." It was as if he was asserting ownership of Naora.

A meaningful smile immediately adorned Nathan's handsome face. "Preserve that attitude."

"What about the case?" Axton began to shift the topic.

Last night he did tell Nathan and Wildan to help him take care of the anarchist case of the thugs.

Nathan turned to Axton's personal assistant. "You explain, Wildan," he said.

Wildan nodded slightly before giving a report. "The authorized officers have jumped directly into the CTF. The local Police Reskrim case revealed there were obstacles in tracking the perpetrators. One of them is because the perpetrator is suspected of using a vehicle with a fake plate. In addition, the police had difficulty tracking the perpetrator because the results of the car dash cam recording were also less able to capture images clearly because the weather was very bad, so the perpetrator was difficult to recognize."

A rude sigh sounded from Axton's lips. Indicates dissatisfaction from him. "Is there no other evidence that can be used as a clue?"

"Currently the officer is still continuing the investigation. Let's just wait for the development of the case" Nathan said.

"I remember that one of the thugs had a doraemon tattoo on his left arm." Naora interjected and immediately received the attention of the three men.

"Naora, are you sure the tattoo is a doraemon?" Axton tries to find serious mimicry on Naora's face.

"Yes, I'm sure. Last night I could see it clearly as lightning bolts lit up the sky several times."

"Well! Actually funny too yes, a thug tattooed doraemon," Nathan interjected between believe and not.

"That's the author's ignorance of our story. All the thugs in his story have always been made to be disrespectful and have no self-respect. It's crying!" Wildan also interrupted while giggling amusedly and followed by Naora and Nathan.

"Basic Author soplak!" Nathan Ejek.

"I agree!" Wildan was in frequency with Nathan's words.

Jeglerr ...!

The four human children instantly shortened when suddenly the sound of lightning seemed to be thundering overhead.

"Who's being sad?! Huh uh?! You bastard children! How dare you write the author! Want me to curse to be a stone nemenin malingkinding?!"

The atmosphere became increasingly gripping after the sound of echoes that came out of nowhere. The four pairs seemed to rotate in search of the presence of the source of the sound. While Nathan and Wildan seem shuddering because they are the main suspects.

"No need to look around. Go on with your roles! I'm taking it from here while eating basreng!"

The atmosphere is calm again. The echoing noise suddenly disappeared.

Okay fine! Enough advertising!

"What else do you know about those thugs, Naora?" Nathan returned to investigate.

Naora tried to remember. "Hmm .. The thug stinks a lot. I want to get all my stomach contents out" said the woman as she was while showing a face like someone who wants to vomit.

Nathan and Wildan snorted amusedly at the same time. Naora's expression as she said just now looked adorable. However, it was taken seriously by the arrogant man.

Who else if not Axton Sanders.

"The smell is as fishy as raw meat and animal blood."

Axton's face changed. It was like getting a bright spot. "It looks like we also need to check every animal slaughterhouse in every corner of the city."

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After undergoing interrogation from investigators, Axton and Naora intend to go straight home. At first glance, the man realized his wife's silence as if he was drifting into his mind.

Naora, who was still faithfully chin-backed in the frame of the car window while looking at the scenery along the way, suddenly gasped as Axton pulled her body into the deck.

"What's the matter, Naora?" ask Axton.

"I'm just thinking about it."

"What are you thinking?"

"much. One of them is about the case that hit us last night."

"Don't overload your brain. Let me think about it." Axton sprinkled a kiss next to his wife's temple.

"Axton, has Daddy heard it too quietly what happened to us last night?"

"Yet. I did not intentionally tell Daddy because I didn't want to make him think."

"You're right. Then have you contacted Lana? I saw on your phone he kept calling you but you didn't pick up. He must be worried about you at home."

"Don't think about it, Naora." Axton drowned Naora in his chest. "Now you sleep, it still takes 1 hour more travel time to get home."

"Yes." Yeah." Naora obeyed her husband's words. Fatigue also happens.

While Axton, secretly raging with his mind. Not about the case of the anarchist act of the thugs last night, but because of Lana.

How do I explain to Lana how I feel about Naora? And how do I explain to Lana that my feelings for her all this time were not love.

The man returned to the dilemma. When the heart wants to release Lana, but circumstances seem to dispel her intentions. Without wind or rain, for example, he suddenly divorced the woman, did not create a bad impression on her? Moreover, a promise that must be kept increasingly corner his position.

I'm sorry Lana, for betraying you. My heart is completely bound by Naora's charm. That love came without me asking.

After some time, Axton and Naora have arrived at their residence. The body was still nailing in front of the rungs that would take him to the second floor. The heart seemed to protest as the foot was about to step towards Lana's room.

If it wasn't for Naora's man, he might have been in his second wife's room by now. Enjoy a gentle treatment that gives a sense of pleasure. Really, the woman's touch made her intoxicated.

Naora's been an opium to an Axton.

With a heavy heart he climbed the stairs and walked to Lana's room. Push on the door leaf until the uninhabited bed caught the eye. He looked around the room, looking for the always spoiled figure in front of him.

Hueekk ...! Hmhp! Hueeek ...!

The squeaky lines were instantly etched on the forehead as the ears caught the strange sound from the bathroom.

Hueekk ...! Hueek ...!

Hands were invited to turn the door handle to find out his curiosity. "Lana, what's wrong with you?"

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