The Beautiful Cheating

Mayang vs Yunita

"Tell me, who are you, Mayang?!" madam Yunita Eclair asked with great emphasis.

"S-I .. I'm an employee of Orland Mart, Madam," replied Mayang, his hands trembling with fear. Between nervousness, anxiety, fear of being one.

"lik! If indeed you are just an ordinary employee there, why would my Husband willingly spend hundreds of millions for you, huh?!" the jolt of the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful at her age was approaching the head of five.

"Really, Madam. I'm just an ordinary employee," Mayang elak, his guts shrunk even more when he saw the sharp gaze of the woman in front of him.

"Oh, don't-don't .. You're my husband's mistress, huh?! Or else you're my husband's cheating son, huh?! Answer, Mayang!" jolt Madam Yunita, her hand pinched Mayang's arm to make the owner grimace with pain.

Yes, Yunita Eclair and Mayang who were reported missing kidnapped by Ali Suprapto is actually a misunderstanding. Because in fact, Yunita was the one who kidnapped Mayang.

At that time, Yunita prankily cleaned her husband's work space. However, as his hand moved to tidy up some of the files that were on top of his desk, a white piece of paper fell onto the floor. Out of curiosity, Yunita picked up the paper and read it.

His eyeballs moved to examine inch by inch the letters and numbers listed there. His pupils grew bigger, shocked and incredulous of course. How could her husband transfer some money into his own shop employee account? Routine every month and in a number that is not small, there must be shrimp behind the stone, he thought at that time.

Uncontrollable emotions, suspiciously engulfing the heart, finally dark eyes rule. By driving his own car, Yunita went to where Mayang was, Orland Mart.

Arriving at Orland Mart, Yunita only found out that Mayang no longer worked there. The anger in his heart grew. His suspicions are growing.

"Review you, Pa. If until I find out you're playing with another woman, I'd rather die" grumbled Yunita, his gaze sharply staring at the dense streets typical of Jakarta.

Yunita reached into her phone, then called someone.

"Call, In. Investigate the whereabouts of Mayang, now," he told someone across the street.

"Stupid! Mayang Orland Mart employees. Bentar, I sent you a picture. Anyway, I want the info now."

"Grandfather loved, ulampun arrived. Got you, Mayang." Yunita immediately pulled the car over.

Mayang who was walking leisurely and about to enjoy coffee while washing his eyes to see the baristas, a little surprised to see a familiar car stopped in front of him. His heart beat faster when the car owner opened the door and showed his legs.

"Mrs Yunita .." said Mayang kindly, though the heartbeat raced abnormally.

"Lock the car!" tell Yunita firmly.

Mayang sipped a rough saliva, with full of compulsion and anxiety, Mayang also entered the luxury car.

During the journey, there was no conversation a word from the mouth of the two. Mutual silence and tension. Mayang squeezed the end of his tee shirt tightly, his palms wet with sweat.

Wanting to scream for help, that's a ridiculous idea. To contact his older brother, the phone was not taken. As a result, he could only step down with the circumstances. Hopefully, nothing bad will happen.

Long story short, Mayang and Yunita have arrived at a small and simple house. Looks well maintained visible from the home page that looks beautiful and clean.

"Get out!" Mayang nodded obediently. His heart is beating faster. His footsteps were hit by a heavy burden. But he has to go forward, now or later the result will definitely remain the same, he thought.

Mayang and Yunita together enter a small house that Mayang does not know who the owner is. The house is located in a suburb that is rarely visited by humans. There are only a few houses in the area.

Sit facing each other in silence. The atmosphere was gripping when there were no ghosts around them.

"Explain this!" Yunita took out a piece of paper that she found in her husband's study.