Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Screaming Behind The Phone

A bright morning, as bright as the twinkle of a husband and wife, Axton and Naora. Both of them went through the days with great joy. Warm smiles continue to meet creating harmonious relationships that are desired. Soft touch love caresses every word.

However, the beautiful relationship of the lovers is actually inversely proportional to what Lana feels. Although Axton still bestows a lot of luxury, but in fact it can not please his heart. Plus the hot aura often envelops their relationship. That woman, not happy at all.

After knowing Axton's love for Naora, his heart is increasingly gnawed by malice. Greed also begins to poison the mind. Although the evil feelings are still stored in silence.

'Axton can only be mine forever. Treasure, my treasure too. Other women are forbidden to touch it'. Such are the whispers of the devil dragging him into the pit of greed will favor the world.

Once, Axton discussed divorce when the debate between them again occurred. But Lana back to support him with a promise that must be kept. Until the man inevitably held back and finally frustrated.

'A true man is one who always keeps his promises. Moreover, the promise was uttered in front of his mother before closing his eyes'. That sentence was used as a weapon by Lana so that Axton did not divorce her.

"Axton, do you know where Bi Milah went? He's usually in the kitchen to make breakfast." Naora asked as she placed various breakfast dishes on the dining table.

Axton, who had just arrived in the dining room, looked astonished. Unlike usual, Milah has not appeared at breakfast like now.

"Have you been looking in her room?" The man asked as his hands pulled the chair and sat down.

Naora looked painstakingly at the service of the beloved man. The originally empty dishes were already inhabited by rice, side dishes, and vegetables. Do not forget a glass of milk less sugar placed together.

"I've come to his room, but nothing. Is it possible he went to the market early this morning? I suddenly felt worried." Naora took a seat right next to Axton while paying attention to the man.

"Hurry to eat your breakfast, don't you have a land survey for a new project today?" added the woman because Axron did not touch her food.

"Because I'm still listening to you, Naora." He grabs the garbu and stabs the salmon fillet which ends in a mouth mill.

"You'll be able to listen while chewing" Naora said before sipping her milk drink.

"Have you called him?" ask Axton.

"Aah yes. Why did I just think about it?" Naora cursed herself along with the head, then her fingers reached into the phone from the pocket of her pants.

Axton harrumphed amusedly looking at Naora's adorable looking expression in plain sight. Unable to resist the urge to kiss his wife's white cheek.

"Bhh ...! Smelly fish mouth, Axton. Finish your meal first." Naora raised a protest followed by a pair of sweet lips forward.

Instead of stopping, Axton even more mischievous. Put a piece of fish fillet in the mouth and then fed to Naora. She did not want to eat it because the man forced her to.

"Now you also smell of fish. So we're the same." Axton smiled with satisfaction.

"Hi! Basic prat!" With his mouth still chewing, he started busying himself with his cell phone. However, not long a breath could be heard from his lips.

"Bi Milah, can't be called. The number is inactive. Where the hell is he going?"

"We'll just wait, Naora."

"Yes already."

Naora ended her attention from the cell phone, coinciding with it she seemed to circulate her eyes as if looking for someone. "Where hasn't it come down yet?"

"Most still asleep. Let it go," said Axton impressed lazy.

"You can't behave like that, Axton. I'll call him first."

"Back sitting, Naora," Axton said without stopping his busyness to fill his mouth with food.

"But-"

"I don't like to be disputed, you know that."

Resigned and choosing to obey her husband's orders, Naora again sighed in the air. He realizes the estrangement between Axton and Lana. Right now it was as if there was a towering wall in their midst.

However, the beautiful woman did not know for sure, what was the reason for the rift between the two. Axton seemed to choose to bend the tongue when asked. Finally, Naora could only wait for her husband to tell her his own story.

"I feel bad."

"The estrangement between us has nothing to do with you, Naora. Why should you not be so good?"

Yes, for Axton loosening the bond between her marriage with Lana is the result of the problem of a feeling that does not reside in its place. Especially after knowing that the first wife is more valuing his property. It was successful in weakening the way his good judgment so far against the woman.

The heart-wrenching assessment of the meek, kind, loving Lana instantly faded away. And Axton felt that very consciously.

But he doesn't know. For Lana, Naora's existence is the root cause of the disharmony of their household. The woman even had a hate bomb that could explode at any time.

Not long after, their breakfast was over. As usual, Naora would take her husband to the door.

"You're home. Don't go anywhere until I get home" Axton said after giving Naora a kiss.

"But I intend to shop today."

"Pending till I get home, Naora."

"But, Axton."

"Naora .. obey."

As it has been, Axton does not like to argue what else rejection.

"Unlike you used to forbid me to come out" tweeted Naora.

"Eitherway. I just follow my heart."

"alright. Yeah, it's gone right away."

Smiling faintly, Axton again anchored the kiss on his wife's forehead. "Be aware that until I find out you're out of the house" he threatened.

"Yes .. yes. There we go. You're wasting too much of your time, Axton." The woman pushed the husband's small gallant body to get in the car immediately.

After the vehicle carrying Axton had disappeared from the eye space, Naora returned to the house. He intends to meet Lana who was not seen before. However, when he arrived at the room, he did not see the presence of honey.

"Where is he? Did he go with Bi Milah huh? They're both not home now." Naora wondered to herself. "Ah, stop. Why am I thinking about it?" The woman finally chose to end her curiosity.

No feeling of day almost by noon. Naora is still busy arranging flowers in a vase by befriending a beloved cat named Juventus.

"Stefan?" call Naora who saw the private driver Lana was walking through the pool not far from her seat.

Hearing a soft voice calling his name, Stefan turned his head and put his attention. "Yes Madam. Can I help you?" He was very polite.

Naora put on a face full of questions. "Aren't you usually not taking Lana away?"

An instant of nervousness enveloped the soul. The man was suddenly agitated. "I-that's it I'm willing-" Stefan hasn't even answered a question from Naora because the noisy object on the table suddenly rang.

"Him?" lirih Naora after reading her name on her phone screen.

I don't know what Stefan was thinking. Clearly, his nervousness spread without being polite. The man seemed to be afraid of something unwanted.

"Hello?" greet Naora first.

The beautiful woman was suddenly shocked when she heard the sound of screams behind her phone call. Anxiety was immediately flattened in the chest cavity.

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