The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Nini Thowok

Monica again raised an intimidating look. "You're not that cake, are you? You're not a liar, are you, Nya?"

"certainly aja. I never lie," Anya replied with confidence.

"When where is that? Where's dia? Where's the girlfriend you've always been proud of?" reply Lyra. His eyes narrowed full of probing.

"Hmm .. that's it ...." He looked back at his phone. The curious Monica tried to snatch the thing but quickly Anya dodged it. He took a few steps back and tightened his grip.

Monica and Lyra were astonished. They stepped forward with increasingly cynical eyes.

"What is a message from Damar?" accuse Lyra.

Anya's gears flanged. "No. This is not a message from Damar. This is a message from my girlfriend."

"Oh yeah?" Monica. "When where is that? Where's the girlfriend you've always been proud of?" scowl Monica again. He took a quick glance at Lyra and then turned his eyes on Anya. "Don't for so long it's just camouflage you doang. It's just a skit you make up if you have a relationship with Lyra's boyfriend. Come on, ngaku." Monica looks sniffy.

Anya also returned Monica's gaze no less fierce. The accusation is so evil. He had never been in contact with anyone other than Dery. Only Dery's the best lover. Nothing will rival or be able to shift Dery's position from his heart. Mr. idol teacher who now switched professions to become an entrepreneur because of family pressure.

"Come ngaku. Why silent? It wasn't that you said that you would know your boyfriend. Where then? Where's people? Where is the evidence that you have someone better than Damar?" lyra's very impatient.

Monica grins. He approached Lyra. "Udah. That fix was just a bitch he didang. I'm sure he's the one who persuaded Damar to kill you."

Lyra wrath for a moment. His face was red. Without warning he approached Anya and planned to raise his hand. But Anya again can avoid and block the strong wrists Lyra then snarl back, "I've said. I have nothing to do with Damar. Don't know that." Then release the grip violently. Lyra staggered lucky Monica held him from behind.

Anya's eyes looked at the two girls in turn, then crossed. "Yes part. I have a candidate. My candidate is also not unemployed if called directly. He's got a lot of activity."

"That's the reason." Monica refuted and like deliberately heating an already hot atmosphere. "What is this then?" he said again while showing the phone.

Anya looked at the picture and again a random proof cornered. On the phone screen was clearly displayed a photo when he and Damar were walking and laughing in the parking lot of a restaurant.

"This is a picture I took this afternoon. Come ngaku. You can't hide anymore" continued Monica.

"Well, is that all? It also does not prove that I have a relationship with Damar. It was just pure coincidence. I happened to meet him at the restaurant, he who lost the key to the motorbike asked to be taken home. Yes I have brought him home," explained Anya without stammering because it is so.

"Where does your boyfriend you're proud of. Which you say is an entrepreneur. Here, where's the guy?" talk Monica again.

"I said he was busy!" Anya said almost screamed. Between anger and frustration. Monica seemed to intentionally corner him.

"If so. Foto deh. Which photo," Monica said again while bending four knuckles repeatedly.

Anya gulped, she was upset because of the unfortunate situation. Her phone went missing a few days ago and there was not a single photo between her and Dery.

"Come on. Herein' your HP."

Monica looks pushy, she wants to forcibly take Anya's phone. However, Anya did not want to show her phone. Because in there is a photo that shows that Dery was sitting alone with a woman he knew well. Shireen, yes Shireen. Friends who fooled him. A hypocritical woman who's ruined her relationship with Jimmy. A woman who pretends to be a friend when her rot is amazing. Anya clenched her hands, her jaw tightened. He kept Monica and pushed her.

Truly, Anya did not want anyone to know that Shireen again successfully disturbed him.

"I told you, the guy can't come anymore. He's busy again. You make a damn thing," Anya replied with a sour face wryly.

Monica raises her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? Isn't it just the reason you're doing it? You don't have a boyfriend, do you? Come on, I said that you were already an actor. Proof you don't want to watch your phone."

Anya grasped tightly the knee-length dress that wrapped the body. He was really sultry at Monica who staunchly said such heinous and unwarranted speculation, only that she could not give evidence. He was still in shock because of the message he received a moment ago from an unknown number.

Who and what is the intention of that person? But if the person wants Anya restless and frightened. Anya had even growled and was eager to rebuke Shireen and shake the hypocritical face of the woman. It's just ... Monica and Lyra are in the way.

"Snick. Actually you have a problem what the hell is the same me?" anya finally said. "Lyra's been cut off but why are you the fire kek jembutt?"

"What did you say?" Monica looks so windy. He was about to raise his hand but Anya could fend off easily. "Don't play rough. I can be rougher," Anya replied again. Full emphasis in words. He took off Monica's hand until the girl staggered back.

"You don't know. My home. So do not mess around," threatened Anya with index finger is already directed to Monica.

However, Monica's response was more astounding. The girl lay cynically. "Are you sure you want to fight here?"

Anya's nervous. How could fighting inside the house let alone the many important guests who came?

"Why? Scared?" Monica shakes her shoulders and cuts. "I don't really have a problem with you. I just don't like actors who don't know the shame of your cake." His index finger was pointed at Anya.

Unfortunately Anya's blood rippled even more because of the accusation. He thrust Monica's bare shoulder and almost raised a fist. It's just that it can still be controlled and that fist fell.

Breathing out rough. Anya's eyes glared at Monica. "I said I'm not a lasher. You don't be a fool."

Monica chuckles. He clapped his hands. "Yes yes .. You are. You are barbaric. You are cornered so now ngandelin violence. Aren't you ashamed, women are bouncers." The naughtiness of Monica airs again. Even more annoying. "I was doubtful. Is there a businessman who is dating Tarzan crazy cake you this?" monica again.

"Yes. We will believe that your boyfriend has come. Anyway tonight we have to look at him. If not. This photo will be shared with the actor hastag do not know shame," said Lyra.

Now it's Anya's turn to laugh. His head was really about to explode in the face of such a chaotic situation. One side he wants to go fast but Monica and Lyra, my God ....

"Lyra, Monica, you're real."

Anya said, she was really upset. The two women in front of him were so stubborn. Because of jealousy the woman's brain is blunt without wanting to listen to reason.

"Don't find a reason. Call him, "heep Monica again.

"Oh my God." Anya clenched her feet. Really, she wanted to cry out of her emotions.

While looking at the situation around, Anya thought hard, how did she get away from Monica and Lyra? He really wanted to teach Shireen a lesson? Can she seduce Dery? And Dery, how did it end up with Shireen in a room that Anya knew well was the VVIP room of the restaurant that Dery managed?

You itchy lizard. Just watch out for you. This time I will not be afraid. Don't expect you to get anything from me anymore. Anya.

Unintentionally, his eyes were on Vero. The son of the father's best friend was approaching. His brain that was not how smart was thinking of sneaky things. The tail of his eyes moved, a super cunning smile was clearly imprinted.

"Let's hurry. Dial him. Bring it here. We want to see" said Monica again.

"What do you mean. You're telling me you're an actor?" added Lyra.

"Great son you're talking. Why would I if not me. I don't want a phone because the guy's already here."

Sontak Monica and Lyra scanned the surroundings and saw a tall and handsome strapping man walking towards them.

"That ... is your boyfriend?" Lyra's words are stamped. "It doesn't make sense" he continued.

While Monica, flinch. His eyes that use blue softlens do not blink at all. It was frozen with its mouth open.

Anya nodded in satisfaction after seeing the facial expressions of the two enemies. "You've believed, haven't you?"

The two girls remained unmoved. Anya who was upset wanted to raise the self-esteem that had been stepped on. Without a second thought he immediately faced Vero and ran. Vero who saw his behavior suddenly horror. He backed off to leave. Unfortunately Anya had already first jumped on her back and draped her arms around the man's neck.

"Mas help me, please ...." Anya whispered softly.

Vero who still does not understand just thrashed. He is really speechless with his behavior. Can-can ask for a fat car even though it has been so. The girl even draped her arms very strongly. Vero coughed, he bowed.

"Him, what are you doing? After I couldn't breathe" Vero replied and coughed again.

But Anya ignored and shamelessly said, "Please, Mas .. please help me. Please catch my leg so I won't dangle a monkey cake like this."

Vero hissing. "You crazy? I could die, Him. Take off no," said Vero while adjusting his breath.

"Pipetan Mas or I will not make you die really. Wanna?" anya whispered again, sounding full of threat. His hand lock was even intentionally tightened. "Pocket, Mas. Don't be ashamed."

"Basic. You're the one who embarrassed me, her."

"Udah spit, Mas. The real fat one."

Forced Vero according. He held onto both of Anya's thighs and then wrapped them around his waist. Now it's like the guy who's really carrying.

Anya looked back, looking at the awkward faces of Lyra and Monica. "Well, now try to smile, keep turning. Show me your sweet smile with duo Nini Thowok back there."

"Remain, anyway, His?" vero protest. Now he can breathe as it should even though Anya's weight is quite draining.

Anya hit Vero's back. "Smatch, Mommy, don't protest too much."

Sighing resignedly, Vero ended up turning his body then smiled at Lyra and Monica as instructed. "His, you are heavy" whispered Vero guiltlessly.

An angry Anya again floated a pinch on the cheek. "Smuck smile. Sweet ones. Keep turning around again."

Vero said they were now behind Lyra and Monica. The two girls came closer.

"Yes has come down to me" Anya asked.

Vero let go and stared fiercely at Anya who grinned. I really want him to catch the girl who caused the problem.

But without expecting Anya to come closer. Their positions stuck together and and without asking Anya had already pulled Vero's tie. Vero again coughed with a slightly lowered position "On this matter no one knows. Watch out for ngadu," he whispered, confirming Vero's tie.

Vero. It was so desperate that he strangled the girl's neck, just that it wasn't realized because Lyra and Monica passed through them. The two girls briefly glanced sharply at Anya. But Anya who felt already in the wind ignored it all. He was sad for the two girls when they were not seen at all. Absurd.

"Thank you, Mum." Anya said while scratching her nape. He who had seen the annoyed expression on Vero's face instantly became a horror and. "If you enjoy the party. I want to see my mother," he continued again while running away.

But just once stepped foot suddenly a necklace of an arm from behind stopped. Anya stuck because she couldn't breathe.

"So a real woman. Don't bother mulu," growled Vero then release the lock from Anya's neck.

Coughing Anya hit Vero's shoulder. "Mas Vero wants to kill me what, anyway? This pain is tight," his mouth shut while breathing.

Vero carves smirk. "That's a reply. Debt must be paid in cash, plus interest."

"flower?" Anya reset. He who was still breathing again stood up straight and looked at Vero. Vero's smile astonished him. Suddenly he got a bad feeling. "Flower shit, Mas."

Vero snorting. He pulled the tip of the suit back and then spread it to the girl's forehead. "That's the bonus. You naughty girl." Then just leave.

"Basar bangkotan. Pantes does not do it. There is no human nature at all" Anya replied grumbling.

A message came back in. Immediately Anya checked the phone and found someone sent a photo again. The back of a man. The back that Anya knew well was the back of her lover. He growled his eyes. He ran to find Litania.

"Wouldn't you see mom?" ask him to an employee who was carrying a tray of drinks.

"So I saw it on the side porch, Non," the employee replied kindly.

Without waiting for long, Anya roared through the many backs of business people who filled their living room. His heart rumbled wonderfully.

"I have to say it's the same Mother. Anyway must be," he murmured in step.

Arrive Anya on the side porch and see her mother gathering with mothers who feel out of nowhere and from among others. Anya doesn't care. He approached Litania and whispered, "Bun. I'm gonna talk. Urgent."

***

Did you know that Dery was really cheating?

klo yes kira2 will be diapain Anya huh?

boiled, satay, what made rendang with a lot of coconut milk?

wkwkwk. Wait for tomorrow.