Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 4: Think Again!

"Sorry sir, Madame Hazel is still not back" the aunt reported nervously.

Aunty's words, made Bryant's face red withstanding growling. He was like a mad man back home and his wife was now there where. The sound of footsteps entering the house, sounded quite clear. "Where have you been? What's..."

Bryant stopped his words. Turn around and see who's coming.

"Is this your way, welcome the old man?" sindir papa Angkasa's.

Bryant walked up to the middle-aged man in sports clothes standing at the door, and greeted him by taking the man's right hand. One kiss on the hand of the father. "Where's mama?"

Papa Angkasa embraced his son and walked towards the living room. "Sit down! Somebody wants to, papa tell."

Bryant sat next to his father. The papa's serious face, made him understand. Where is the direction of this conversation. "What, mama told papa to do the same. Any more?"

Papa Angkasa looked at Bryant seriously. "Is your mother's request wrong? No. gabe. How many years, you've been married. Bee, you're not just a husband. But, a son too. You know, why your mama refused your marriage...."

Bryant massaged his nose. The sound of footsteps entering the house. A woman in a sexy dress came in without saying hello. His footsteps stopped beside the living room, staring at the guests who had come.

"Darling, I'm in first." Hazel passed away without welcoming, let alone greeting her father-in-law.

"Zels?" call Bryant staring at the passing of his wife who does not have any respect at all.

Papa Angkasa stood up and stared at the stairs. Where Hazel walks with her body out of balance. "Teach your wife some manners! How can I go home drunk. Papa go home first. Think of your mother's request."

Pukkp...

One pat on the shoulder, making Bryant nod his head resignedly. "Come on, let me take papa to the front."

Bryant led his papa to the front door. As soon as the papa's car came out of the gate. His footsteps returned to the house and ran small towards the upper room. After arriving at the front door of the room, the door knob was turned. The door opened slowly, the room looked neat and there was no one in every corner of the room.

"Zel, where are you?" bryant asked standing in the middle of his spacious room.

Two hands were coiled and hugging her from behind. Hands with pink nail polish interlocked over her stomach. "Where?"

Bryant's voice was not soft, but cold and guiding. Hazel gives kiss after kiss on the husband's shoulder. "Come on, don't get mad. I just met an old friend, and celebrated my new contract. You should be happy with my achievements this year...."

Bryant let go of Hazel's hand, and turned to look at his wife's pretty face. His hand lifted and raised his wife's chin. "Try saying it again!"

"I got an exclusive contract with the latest brand agency. Contract for the next two years..."

Bryant's hand slipped off Hazel's chin

His eyes cannot lie. For the umpteenth time, disappointment hits the heart and soul as a husband. If only Hazel would give up her career for two years. But, look. Hazel once again chose a career, rather than improving their domestic relationships.

"Go! I won't force you again. Don't blame me if I have another woman's child." Bryant turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Braak!

The bathroom door slammed from the inside, Hazel was stunned. For the first time, during the wedding with Bryant. The man's rude attitude and disappointed eyes, shown blatantly. Bryant turned on the shower and wet his body. The head that feels hot is allowed to cool with a splash of water.

Bryant's mixed feelings, Ara also felt. How long does the full body of the seal stay under the shower. Memories of last night's heat struggle are still being recorded clearly. Each sip and Bryant's coercion, the more it pierced his heart.

God, why is my life like this? What wrong? Just a little, let me breathe calmly. I just asked for a little smile.~batin Ara.

His crying was fused with the air shower. The pain in his stomach was no longer felt. His body felt cold and his eyes slowly blurred.

Bruug.....

Ara fell unconscious under the water shower. It was no longer Ara's pale face, but it started turning blue.

"Hey, where are you?" call the man and open the window curtain.

The room was still a mess and his eyes accidentally saw a red stain on the bed sheet. The sound of water splashing sounded, making the figure run into the bathroom. The door that opened half immediately pushed.

"Gosh, what are you doing?!" exclaim that person, and turn off the shower.

It was hard for that person to lift Ara's body and sweep her up to the room. Her clothes got wet, and she threw Ara down on one of the nearby couches. "Wait here, I'll get you a change of clothes."

The man opened the closet and picked up an evening dress. Although there were doubts to replace Ara's clothes. His hands were still moving to do his duty.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to see your innocent body."

A few minutes passed. Ara has moved now. The hand that examined Ara's forehead as well as neck was shocked. "Gosh, it's hot. I'd better call you."

The guy took the phone in his pants pocket and dialed the favorite number. "Sir....."

Tutt...

Tutt...

"Ish, this must be the woman's job. What should I do, ah yes I just call him." murmured the man.

His hands were busy looking for replacement numbers and dialing them. A connection tone was heard, along with the greeting voice from across. "Please tell me, sir, his wife is hot outside the limits. I have to take him to the hospital or......"

[Don't go anywhere! I'll send the doctor to the apartment, right now.]~ replied from across.

"Well, I'll wait." replied the figure and hung up.

After the call ended, the figure took out an additional blanket and covered Ara's body. While elsewhere. The footsteps of a middle-aged man walked hurriedly into the main door of the mansion.

"Bi, where's mister?" ask the man politely.

Not yet aunty answered, the sound of shoes sounded down the stairs. The hostess was seen standing in the middle of the stairs and looking at the man below with a dislike look. "Ngapain, are you here?"

The man did not pierce and chose to take the phone from inside the shirt pocket. A few calls, but no one raises. His busyness, made the middle-aged man unaware of the existence of the hostess standing before him. Soft touch on the arm. Distract him. "What are you doing?"

The hostess' hand was brushed off her arm. His footsteps retreated, moving away from that unsettling aura. The gazes of the eyes that were fighting each other, made the air around thin.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

The voice changed the expression on the woman's face in front of Alkan. "Honey, this uncle is waiting to go to the office together."

"office? But, today...."

"Son, there's an impromptu meeting and this is EMERGENCY." Uncle Alkan emphasized the last word as code.

"Okay, let's go" Bryant answered and ran down the stairs.

Bryant's appearance only wore polo and also three-quarters jeans. The husband's home appearance made Hazel think for a moment. "Darling, your clothes don't deserve a meeting."

"Let's relax, I've prepared more appropriate clothes for my nephew" replied Uncle Alkan.

Bryant kissed Hazel's forehead and said goodbye with a wave of his hand. While uncle Alkan just stared at the anger that was done in front of him. Not because of envy, but because Hazel's flirtatious eyes are shameless.

I don't want my niece to be a weak boy because of your fake love. Just look at it later. How does the fate of a cheap girl like you. ~in uncle Alkan and follow Bryant's steps.