The Battle of Ugly Women

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In the office building. Zayn was in the room, sitting pensively in front of a computer screen that was on. His body was indeed in the office but his mind continued to be fixed on his wife Alana. Moreover, these few days they went through the day peacefully and increasingly familiarly.

No mess from Arion or a fight over the lunchbox. Yes so far, only those two things have ever made them argue. The rest went beautifully. Zayn is grateful to have a very good and obedient wife.

Sometimes Zayn also found it strange why Alana was so obedient to him. Follow all his wishes. His attitude is so sweet. Uhh, make it anxious.

Zayn never thought he would feel the sweetness of falling in love. Especially with a woman who has the status of his wife. Happiness feels so much. His empty life has now been filled with happiness with Alana. This flowering feeling rattled the soul. Moreover, imagine the passionate nights that they always go through as a married couple.

“Master,” says Ken broke Zayn's daydream.

Zayn looked at Ken whom he had just noticed with a flat face. Just disturb it in the heart.

“Master it's time you attended a meeting with the board of directors,” Ken obviously will agenda the boss.

Meeting again, Zayn snorted. Geez why the work seems endless.

“Alright,” said Zayn then got up from his seat.

Stepping out at the follow by Ken.

Zayn entered the meeting room greeted by the board of directors who immediately stood as a sign of welcoming him.

Zayn who was at the end of the table was about to sit down, instantly stunned as his gaze fell upon the handsome young man wearing a gray suit who was standing in the row of the meeting halls, curling a smile at him.

Ken who looked at the surprised looking boss had found out as if reading it. Ken's closing in on Zayn.

“Master from today Mr. Arion will join this company!" ken whispered.

Zayn smiled obliquely then sat on the chair his gaze was sharp. Zayn guessed. Arion must have had other intentions to stop being an actor. He must have done something to fight for his love. The young man will not remain silent.

“Ken, keep an eye on him lest he harass me,” whispered Zayn.

“Good sir,” reply Ken.

Zayn knew Arion must have had other intentions coming to this company, Zayn had to be careful Arion's movements would impact his relationship with Alana.

Zayn began to lead the meeting.

The sun had risen after a while, the discussion about the company was finished. Meeting at disband.

People also came out of the room. Zayn hasn't left the place yet, he has to say hello to his annoying cousin who just joined.

“Hai. Zayn,” greet Arion with a friendly smile.

Zayn simply replied to her with deheman, putting on a cold, unfriendly face.

“I just joined, please guidance you,” said Arion humbled.

“Hopefully you join forces to further strengthen this company, not just enter as a troublemaker,” sneer Zayn put on a jutek face.

“You just calm down. Once my goal is achieved I will leave,” reply Arion with a slanted smile.

Zayn clenched his hands tightly, hearing Arion's words.

A lightning gaze full of anger was emanating from the two. There was clearly an aura of hostility from these two cousins.

"Master it's time for lunch,” explained Ken who looked to both. As if they wanted to pounce on each other.

Zayn sighed, trying to hold back.

“Alright, I'll go first. I will have lunch with my beloved wife,” said Zayn with a flowing tone, and a fluffy smile. As if intentionally provoking Arion's emotions.

And look at him succeeding, Arion's face turned flat. Zayn could see if his cousin was upset to hear it.

With a grin Zayn stepped haughtily out of the room triumphantly leaving Arion.

***

The curvature of the smile since earlier was tethered on Zayn's face.when Alana's hand was tightly coiled around his waist while he was driving a vehicle, clad in both. Trivial things that make you happy.

Just like Zayn told Arion he was going to have lunch with his wife. Now Zayn and Alana have just left a fancy restaurant. After the couple had lunch together.

After driving for a while, Zayn stopped his vehicle in front of the salon. Alana got off the bike.

Zayn quickly helped remove the helmet his wife was wearing. Afterwards his hand tidied Alana's long mane. Huu, Alana's heart just keeps rumbling while getting the attention of her husband. That's very sweet.

“Thank you sister,” said Alana reviewed a smile as Zayn's hand had dropped from her head.

Zayn just nodded slowly, then opened the helmet he was wearing.

“I go in first sister,” said Alana was about to turn around.

“You haven't forgotten something?” zayn said with emphasis.

Alana stopped, her eyebrows knitted. Forgetting something? What he forgot. Think Alana.

“What's a sister?” alana asked not to understand.

Zayn let out a rough sigh for Alana to feel curious, but commented on the faint smile.

“Kiss of spirit! I always give it to you every time you go inside. This time I want you to give me a spirited kiss, before I leave,” Zayn said in a teasing tone. He wants Alana to get used to him, until their relationship is strong.

Spirit kiss!

Blouse ...

Alana's face instantly heated up.

Alana sculpting. Geez should he give Zayn a kiss of encouragement in this place? It was enough every morning that they made Gisel stir because Zayn kissed him.

“So don't be here, shy,” says Alana downcast shy.

“Quick!”

“Come!” Zayn patted his cheek with his index finger.

His body had bent down to line his face in front of Alana.

Oh gosh. Forced once, Alana was wailing around. Ensure a safe atmosphere. Especially in the direction of the salon where Gisel always monitored him if he was with Zayn.

After feeling safe quickly Alana landed a kiss on Zayn's cheek.

Cup

Zayn's smile grew, revealing a row of his queen teeth. There was a strong vibration in his feelings. This is the first time Alana kissed him.

Alana was embarrassed. I want him to hide his face. It's a shame to kiss a man in public despite being a husband.

The atmosphere was instantly clumsy, timid and misbehaved.

“Later I'll pick you up again!” zayn said, turning his eyes away, wearing his helmet, not wanting Alana to see his reddened face.

Alana raised her gaze in reply with a nod.

“I go first ... Ayang!” zayn said he started driving his vehicle.

Huh ...

Ayang ...

Alana was dumbfounded, standing frozen to hear Zayn's new call for her, not the Chinese Vampire anymore.

Call Ayang like the name of young kasmaran citizens+62.

Ayang ....

***

Meleyot is not Alana.

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