That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Milly's innocence

The car had stopped at the rented yard, but Milly who was still half conscious was still at home in it. The girl leaning against her body blinked when she realized the car had stopped.

"Kok stop anyway sir, this is stopping by where else is si?" Protest without looking around.

Billy sighed violently while banging the back of his head on the back of the car seat. He stared at his wife. "Look first, just talked." Firmly full of emphasis.

Milly straightened her back. Spreading his eyes, he looked around. The little girl laughed, showing her white teeth. "Hahaha, we arrived. I think it's still in the way, sir." he said, turning to Billy, but at once the girl who was still smiling was immediately stopping her laughter and swallowing it heavy because the sharp look in Billy's eyes was still watching him. Slowly his hand moved to remove the seat belt that was wrapped around him.

"You sure you're here and you don't want to come home with me?" Billy asked as he looked at the small contract where his wife lived.

"Sure sir, even if it's small, but I'm comfortable here." Milly answered politely while smiling. "Again, you will lose if you have a maid like me."

"meaning?" Billy didn't understand.

"Yes," Milly asserts. "I'm a slacker and can't say anything sir. No work is right in my hands. So please look for another more professional helper." She smiled, then edged down from her husband's car.

While Billy was still silent in his place and trying to examine the meaning of his wife's words. The man then shook his head inexhaustibly with the high imagination of his wife sir. How could she think of being made a maid by her own husband. Either because he was plain or he was too innocent. Jesus, you crazy girl! Billy in my heart.

"Thank you for the deal, sir! See you next time! Don't knock me off." Milly shouted while waving as Billy's car drove away leaving him alone. The woman was still staring at her husband's car until it was no longer visible at the end of the road.

After dragging his steps back a few steps, Milly turned around. "This is the head why the real dizziness?" His complaints while gently massaging his temples. Stepping without looking at the road, accidentally his feet fell in a hole that he made specifically to burn garbage.

Of course it made him fall down and sit in the puddle. Because last night it just rained so hard that water and mud got into it.

"Aaaa shit ...! I'm belepotan. Who put a hole in here?! I don't know what road this is!" He screamed, but no one heard. Trouble he got up from his seat after surfing.

Milly noticed that she looked like a brown tempeh mendoan. "God, thankfully no one. If it's rame, how are you doing my shame? Could break up." He complained while trying to get up from the hole. "O Allah, strengthen your servant ...." While hugging without tears, Milly looked up to offer a prayer. But the girl urgently swept her hands to the face, because both palms were now filled with mud.

"Aaaa smells ...." He complained after smelling an unpleasant scent from his hand. He rushed in to clean himself up.

***

Sitting pensively alone in the garden swing, Mayang's mind drifted far thinking of Brian. The tightness in her chest still felt excruciating when she remembered her husband's cold behavior. Moreover, there is nothing that makes it able to divert the mind.

Leaning his head on the swing support, again Mayang shed tears. I don't know why his heart really hurt. Not because of her husband's indifference, but the cause of the husband's indifference is her. Makes him feel guilty.

"Madam," Kuswara's voice suddenly managed to break Mayang's daydream. "It's already dusk. Shouldn't Madam just go in and rest in the room? Pamali's pregnant woman is outside the house at dusk, madam." The butler said slowly.

Mayang forced his smile as he glanced at Kuswara, then moved and sat up straight. "Have you gone home?" He asked Kuswara on his left side.

Kuswara's reply made Mayang's face return grim. The woman wearing a casual dres rose motif glanced at the mobile phone lying next to her. Slender. No message notifications or incoming calls from her husband's number at all this day. Even the message he sent was completely unpublished. Is that how angry he is?

Grabbing the phone, Mayang then got up and stood up. With heavy strides he passed Kuswara who was still standing in his place.

Spreading his gaze throughout the room, Mayang iris stared blankly at the entire contents in the room. The luxury items that are there do not look beautiful at all without her husband. So dependent on him that Mayang felt like a chick who lost its mother.

Not at all sleepy, she chose to spend time reading while waiting for her husband to come home. He didn't want to miss welcoming her and explaining things to her.

Choosing to sit on the sofa he did not want to sleep just like that. Plus playing the television with a loud volume, he made sure he would not fall asleep with this noisy disorder.

But until his eyes are tired and heavy, Brian has not shown any signs of his return. Mayang increasingly filled with restless and restless.

Smiling bitterly, gently rubbed his stomach still flat. "Prophey baby, maybe Dad's busy. So you can't go home now." He told the fetus in his womb.

Sighing slowly, Mayang raised his legs on the sofa. Leaning on her back, she forced herself to read a romantic comedy novel, hoping she could laugh and forget a moment of sadness.

But in fact, his gaze was getting blurred, and his eyes dimmed. Until finally he fell asleep with the novel position lying face down on his chest.

***

Brian, who had been waiting for Billy's arrival, suddenly floated a raw bogem into the face of his secretary who knew nothing. Brian even gripped the collar of Billy's suit that was shocked to slam into the table, as if he did not want to take it off again.

"What the fuck?!" Billy asked confusedly while trying to release Brian's grip but in vain. Because the man who was filled with anger was getting wild to judge him.

"You're the shit!" Brian was full of anger. "Why did you invite that cop over to my house?!" His touch while pushing Billy's body to squeeze the wall behind him.

"Police you said?!" Billy doesn't understand. "I assure you, I did not invite them!"

"Lied!" Brian shouted with his breath up and down. Somehow staring at Billy's face this time really made a wrath. Because only a man who is the same age as him is the only person to vent his frustration.

"I never lied to you though. Get your hands off Brian. Cool out! We can talk about this all right!" Staring at Brian clingy, Billy tried to convince his boss who was in a hurry.

The commotion that occurred between the two young men invited the astonishment of Malik who had just entered the room. Luckily the president's room was soundproof, so none of the employees outside the room heard the two important people's quarrel.

"What the fuck!" malik's clash surprised the two, until Brian and Billy simultaneously turned to him. "Can you talk about this all right!"

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