The Devil's Dribble Husband

Chapters 1. New Bride?

"Good morning, baby."

Lilith opened her eyes slowly, when she heard a soft voice whispering in her ear. The sound of murmur that is still drowsiness is coming out of the red lips of the owner.

"Ih, what the hell, anyway? Don't look at me like that, dong. My face was still ugly, nih," Lilith protested, when she realized that the man next to her was looking at her with a sweet smile. The woman hurriedly rubbed her face with both palms.

"No, kok. I think you're really pretty. People who just wake up can be this pretty, huh?" god Ellard while peeping the brown-eyed woman's forehead.

"What, anyway? Make me ashamed. Pinter was so competitive," Lilith turned her face away.

"You want one more round?" ellard whispered as he rubbed Lilith's red cheeks.

"One round what? It's six o'clock. You should go home soon before Anella suspects," Lilith gently refused.

"Haha ... I was just kidding, really. But actually I want to stay here with you" Ellard said with a small laugh.

"me too. So quickly marry me, dong," Lilith replied spoiledly. Both of his hands were coiled around the man's waist.

"Yes, I will definitely formalize our relationship, really," Ellard said not to lose. "Do you want breakfast outside?" the brown man again.

"Hmm, maybe. I have to find the most delicious breakfast spot," Lilith replied as she opened her HP to find a good place to eat. "Would you like some porridge or some bread this morning?" ask Lilith again.

"Porridge, my God," replied Ellard. "Oh yeah, don't forget to stop by the manager of the building, to complain about the water problem from earlier he did not pick up my phone," Ellard reminded.

...***...

"Good morning, Mom. We, occupants of room 1313, want to complain about the sometimes uneventful water" Lilith said with a smile on her face.

"Ah, you newlyweds who just moved this week, huh? I just met you for the first time. It turns out that you are both very good-looking," cerocos the building's managing officer with ceriwis.

"Well, thank you." Ellard and Lilith exchanged awkward glances.

"But it can be taken care of immediately? We have to leave quickly" Ellard said firmly.

"Okay, your complaints have been recorded and just convey to the water manager. Then here's an extra key for you, the building access backup card you asked for," the female employee replied.

"Thank you," Lilith said with a sweet smile.

"You're not only beautiful, you're good, are you?" Praise the officer kindly.

"Who are they?" ask a security guard who's crossing paths with Ellard and Lilith.

"Ah, that's the newlyweds from room 1313" said the clerk.

" Hm ... His face looks like the owner of the apartment I used to work in, huh?" chirped Pak Satpam.

"Hey, where is it possible. Why would a rich man rent an apartment like this?" refute the woman.

...***...

"Darling, I'll go first. Take care we meet again tonight." Ellard hugged Lilith tightly, then kissed her lips gently.

"I'm definitely gonna miss you." Lilith refused to let go of the lover back to her house.

After driving for an hour, Ellard finally arrived in front of a mansion. The turnstile is open automatically.

"Thank God you've arrived, baby. I was a little worried because you were a little late. How's travel? Have you had breakfast?" Anella welcomes her husband with a spoiled hug.

"Yes, sorry. My plane was delayed for a moment. I was tired of having to go to the airport early in the morning. But I had breakfast on the plane, really," Ellard replied as he landed his nose on his wife's forehead.

"Every other time you go to the airport between drivers, don't bring your own car" said Anella. "Yes, take a shower and rest. I've prepared warm water for you" Anella replied again.

"No, I took a shower at the hotel. I want to go to bed before I go to the office" Ellard refused.

"Tumben in the cold autumn has he taken a shower so early in the morning?" inner Anella felt astonished.

"Why are you still here?" ellard said in a rather high tone.

"Company you, dong. When you just got home, I left right away?" reply Anella astonishment.

"You go to the office first. Today, do you have to take care of the name of the building, the land and the stock? Then replace me at a meeting with an investor this morning" Ellard ordered. "Later around ten, I'll catch up with you" he continued.

The smile on Anella's face immediately faded, when she heard the rejection from her husband. This is not the first time Ellard has refused to serve.

Anella covered her sadness with positive thoughts. It is possible that the husband is indeed a taste of soy sauce, after a business trip from out of town.

"All right, I'll go first. I set the alarm at nine, yeah. If you want to have breakfast again, at the dinner table there is beef corn soup," Anella replied gently.

"Okay, my dear," Ellard replied with a bland smile.

Bruk! Ellard immediately threw her body on the soft mattress, after Anella left.

"Huh, sickening! I am tired of this relationship. If only she wasn't a rich woman, I would've divorced her a long time ago" Ellard said in annoyance.

"Oh, yes. He wouldn't suspect that I didn't go out of town yesterday, would he? I've paid someone to pretend to check in the plane and the hotel there, anyway."

The man was worried, his lies had been exposed all along.

...***...

"Well, this is the car you can't live in, anyway?"

Anella repeatedly turned on her car engine, but it didn't turn on. He began to worry, because the meeting with the investors soon began.

"If this continues I can be late meeting. Why can't the driver be contacted, anyway? Is he still sick?"

Anella rushed into the house and took the keys to her husband's car. Ellard, who had fallen asleep, did not realize that Anella took the keys to her car in the room.

"Here you go, just wear this first. I'm gonna have someone come over to my house and check my car" Anella thought.

"Loh, what is this? Apartment access card? How come it's here?" Anella frowned.

His eyes examined every inch of the card he found on the dashboard. The suspicious feeling began to take hold of him. Anella dismantles each car, but finds nothing strange.

"Wait on! there's one more awkwardness. The distance between the airport and the house is only 11 km? But why is the kilometer difference up to 300 km compared to yesterday? Where the hell did he take this car?" muttered Anella, then photographed all the irregularities.

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