That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Red patches on the floor

Entering with a hostile face, Billy who looks upset closed the door behind him half slammed. He didn't even knock on the door first, not as usual. Stepping wide, he placed the plastic bag in his hand on the table rough right in front of the boss who was looking at him confused.

Either lost where the hospitality that he has always held high. Even in front of the boss, who is like a friend, friend, even brother. Only the man and his family were the only ones he considered to be his family and home to go home.

Instead of being respectful, Billy blames Brian for everything that happened. Because the desire of the boss is the one who ultimately leads him to meet the strange girl for the second time. Instead of thanking her for being helped, the girl had dared to humiliate and drop her pride repeatedly in this second meeting.

Not at all greeting, Billy swung a step towards his desk and landed his butt on a soft work chair. Glancing at Brian, his hand moved to reach the pile of maps that were waiting for his execution today.

"You're why, come face to face in a bend like that." Brian finally opened his voice because Billy did not usually behave like that towards him. "And what is it, there is no friendly at all to the boss. There is no ahlak indeed. You're a pawn where your ahlak is huh!"

Not responding at all, Billy remained silent and focused on sheet by sheet of paper in front of him. The light of it made Brian furious to spontaneously throw a pen in his hand until it hit right on Billy's cheek to leave a scribble there.

Banging, Billy throws a cynical look at his boss. "Hey, why throw that pen on my cheek? You think it's paper, huh!!" Billy glanced at Brian while rubbing his angry cheeks.

"Yes! Your cheeks are like crumpled paper kept on stomping. Tangle masai, kuel anyway!" Ledek Brian while leaning his body on the back of the chair accompanied by laughter. "What's wrong, just came out for a while to find a young mango back and forth like that."

"Whatever you wanna say. I'm lazy to argue now." Billy flat. He tried to control himself so as not to be provoked by Brian's speech. He is more interested in his work than in recalling events that upset him.

"You're not possessed by a lazy demon who lives in a mango tree, are you??" Brian asked with a face so curious. But in Billy's ears, the boss's question sounded like he was making fun of him.

Billy squealed after throwing his gaze at Brian. "It still doesn't feel like you're the cause of all this?!"

"Me?!" Brian pointed to himself in disbelief. "What's wrong with me?!" Ask without guilt.

"Of course because you told me to look for young mangoes! That's why I'm meeting that damned girl again." Billy snorted annoyed. He looked at the boss who knew nothing in anger.

"Why blame me that? I'm just asking you to find a young mango, is it hard?!"

"You think it's easy to find young mangoes when it's not this mango season? I'd rather have you work without a day's rest than look for that rare fruit."

"But you got it, didn't you?" Brian flinched and leaned his body against the desk. "Where's mango? Give it to me." His ink with his hands held up.

"You don't see what lies in front of you?!" Billy murmured while glancing at the man who had recently turned annoying.

Instantly Brian turned his gaze down, and smiled after staring at the Pouch. "Yes-yes, sorry. I thought you were bringing me a whole young mango." Brian took one mica containing the mixture and mixed the sambal that had been packaged separately.

"What is my power God, I can only hope that my secretary will wake up and stop acting like a woman on the moon." Complaining Brian while putting a full face lara.

"Hey what did you say?!" The pen throw that followed Billy's shrill voice managed to surprise Brian.

Especially when the pen went into the mica filled rujak after previously landed perfectly on his head made Brian in the end really look upset. Brian almost opened his mouth and wanted to curse the brash secretary who dared to eliminate his appetite.

But the stomach that suddenly thrashed and asked the owner to remove all the contents in it made Brian's face suddenly pale. I don't know why Brian felt nauseous when the pen went into his food.

Seeing this made Billy worried. The man whose anger had suddenly subsided immediately moved up and stepped wide toward Brian. With a worried face he noticed the boss who was glaring with a reddened face holding back vomiting.

"What's wrong with you?! Are you all right?" Billy patted Brian on the back repeatedly. "You want to puke?"

"Hurry and get this out of my sight!" Brian shouted annoyed with teary eyes. With his arm he pushed the pen away from him. Luckily Billy caught him at the right time, so that the contents did not fall and spill scattered on the floor.

"Why are you so slovenly,," Brian bellowed with a grimace of disdain. In his sequence also his temples suddenly felt dizzy.

"Jeez, what are you doing again?" Billy asked confusedly, the man who is now massaging the back of Brian's neck really looks astonished at the strange behavior of his boss who is too sudden.

"Stop it. My head suddenly dizzy." Brian nodded slowly.

"You haven't forgotten your breakfast, have you?" Billy asked with his hands still massaging.

"I only had a cup of coffee made by my wife this morning. I told my wife I was in a hurry, so I didn't touch any food. Ha-ha .. I have lied to my wife Bill, in fact until now I have not had breakfast either. I don't know why I don't have the taste to eat. Only a young mango is always ringing in my head." Brian is at length.

Billy was stunned and stopped his movements. One day he seemed to think before finally opening his voice. "You're like a woman cravings." His chirp while pressing on Brian's back made the man momentarily turn to him. Billy even showed a dismissive grin when he saw Brian round his eyes in anger.

"Hey you're crazy! The pregnant one is my wife, not me!" Brian growled, then turned his face upside down.

"In addition, your feelings are also very sensitive." Billy chuckled softly while opening the mica containing other dishes, then presented it to Brian. "Eat. I don't want your baby to be reelingan. Ha-ha-ha!"

To his astonishment, Billy obeyed Brian's strange orders. "You're even so spoiled now. Are you also this spoiled towards your wife huh?!"

"Of course not!"

But even though he looks upset, in the end Brian ate the dish with greed. While he enjoyed the celebration, somehow his curiosity was so tickling on the girl who made it.

As special as to what the girl was to be able to make Billy out of control and make this man look confused when facing him.

At first glance, looking at the girl's face through the video call, Brian could judge the girl had a beautiful face. Yeah-though only for a moment, before finally the girl rewarded Billy with a slipper tampolan. Ha-ha-ha is really amazing. Like their meeting was no ordinary coincidence.

While smiling to himself, for some reason suddenly came a crazy idea that flashed through Brian's head. Seeing him who has felt happiness now, he also so wants the same happiness in the secretary as well as friends, friends and relatives.

Small throbbing, Brian then moved his neck to look back. "The rujak is delicious. I liked. And I want this show to be presented every day at my desk."

"Well, I'll tell OB to get it ready every day for you."

"I don't want anyone else to prepare it for me."

"Then?"

"I just want you to buy it for me! And it has to be something like this. Point!" Said Brian full of suppressors with index fingers pointing firmly at the rujak.

"You're crazy." Billy growled while shaking his head, inexhaustible. I don't know why today really drained his stock of patience. Not that strange girl, not her boss, they actually made her chest - which was already very airy - suddenly feel claustrophobic.

"I'm of course sane!" Sambar Brian is firm.

Without answering, Billy simply walked to his desk. Sitting quietly, his hand reached for the map in front of him. "Tell others. I'm so busy I don't have time to buy you that shit." His reply was flat without staring at his interlocutor.

"Hey, here I am the boss. It's as if you're gonna set me up." Brian protested casually as he twirled the chair he was sitting in, but his tone sounded as if he was reminding who really ruled there.

Sighing violently, Billy looked at Brian with a look of resignation. "Yes. I-i know. No need to be clear like that."

Smiling triumphantly, Brian said briefly. "Good."

The atmosphere of the room was silent as the two adult men were struggling with their work. Until the vibration of Billy's phone lying on the table managed to disturb their focus. Without a second thought, Billy immediately picked him up after finding out who the caller was.

There weren't many words Billy said when he received the call. But the expression of his face that looked tense made Brian so overwhelmed with curiosity.

"What's up, Bill? Did something bad happen?!"

* * *

Brian stepped wide as soon as he got out of the car as Billy drove him in the afternoon. He seemed to be in a hurry to enter his large house. Answering Kuswara's original greeting, he immediately raised a question to the butler.

"Where's the lady?"

"There on top of Mister, he was being,-" Kuswara stopped her speech as Brian suddenly left just like that leaving the living room.

"Honey, where are you?" Panggi Brian when he did not find the figure of the wife on the sofa that Mayang used to relax. "Darling ...!" Call the man with his suit hanging on his arm again in a louder voice.

Still no answer, Brian stepped towards the door and opened it. But how surprised the man was when he saw red spots that were exactly like blood splattered on the floor of the room.

The body that was instantly limp along with the suit on his arm that had fallen on the floor suddenly trembled with cold sweat pouring from the pores of his skin.

Instantly, a bad shadow about the wife was tangled spoiled filled his dirty brain. Ignoring his suddenly nauseous stomach, Brian stepped slowly following the drops of blood with bad thoughts raging wildly in his head. Tears even glided free from her teary eyes.

What is this Athaghfirullah? Please don't happen what I've been afraid of .... He prayed in his heart, trying to organize his feelings that had been chaotic.

The blood drops led to the bathroom toilet with the door shut. Shaking his head faintly, Brian seemed unprepared to know the bad things that might happen in there. But he must know what happened to his beloved wife.

Swallowing his slavin with great difficulty, Brian tried to muster up his courage. He moved his trembling hand to hold the door handle and prepared to open it.

Seriate