The Forbidden Desire of the CEO

Advice

Just a moment ago, Zafer, who chose to relieve the anger and stress felt as a result of the words from Tsamara, had been sweating while in a private gym room.

Even several times swearing to vent the frustration felt, so that decorate the room is quite spacious with sports equipment that has been used to train the muscles of his body.

However, only a few minutes passed, seeing the father had entered the gym. Of course knowing that the middle-aged man would come back scolding like a child just for being rude to Tsamara.

"Will Papa come back to scold me? Not tired of doing that?" ask Zafer who is still busy with tools to train hand muscle strength.

Even the sound of Zafer's rough gasps sounded very clear when he started to get tired. Still, keep moving both hands.

Meanwhile, Adam Dirgantara still displays a flat face while walking closer to Zafer who is still busy with Chest Press tool to train the middle chest.

Zafer is still focused on using a bench press with a forward thrust that forms a handle for vertical or horizontal thrust that gives a different pressure effect on the chest muscles.

"If once again you speak harshly to Tsamara, I'll make sure you and Rayya are kicked out of this house. Fuck what you want to live like, Papa will never care! You can be free to do anything you want without any rules from the family. Isn't that what you want?"

Adam still directed a sharp gaze and now thought that he would not tolerate his son's extremely rude attitude towards Tsamara. "Even now, you can get out of this house if you don't accept what Papa said!"

Then turn around to walk out of the family's private gym room without caring for Zafer anymore. Actually feel tired if every day should always scold Zafer like a child.

However, the fact cannot let Zafer get rampant hurts Tsamara's feelings. In the end it re-issues the threat and hopes this is the last time it does that.

'Hopefully the brat this time will listen and will not be rude to Tsamara again, ' he muttered who had climbed the stairs and walked into the room.

Meanwhile, Zafer who now immediately stopped the activity, exhaled a rough breath as soon as he remembered the threat of the father.

"Actually what is special about the woman, so that the father does not side with his own biological son," lirih Zafer who now stood up from the position and grabbed a small towel to clean the sweat coat wetting the face and body.

Then reach for the drink bottle that is on top of the small cupboard in the corner of the room. "I feel like I want to cool my head by resting in the room, but there's Tsamara and there's no way I can do that."

"It's better to go to Rayya's room" said Zafer, who is currently thinking of walking towards the exit and a few moments later entered the room.

However, seeing the keen gaze of the deeply beloved woman was exactly like the father and revealed wanting to speak four eyes without Rayya, the more feeling of getting a lot of pressure today.

"What's wrong, Ma? Did you have a fight with Rayya?" Zafer thinks that the two women who are none other than mother and Rayya are acting like children, thinking of ending all this, in order to live peacefully without debate, the wrath that fuels the brain.

Meanwhile, Erina who felt very arrogant because of the attention to Rayya, was instead responded with a cynical sentence, now venting on Zafer.

Of course it wasn't a slap like the husband did, but now he has chosen to hit Zafer's arm many times.

"Feel this!" erina shouted with a reddened face as it was overwhelmed by anger. "You should be a son who prides on parents, instead of always inciting anger like this. You can choose a woman who can never even respect her parents as a wife."

Still not stopping to aim a punch at the burly arm of her only son, Erina wanted to vent the frustration of Rayya saying a moment ago to Zafer.

When Zafer chose to be quiet because he could not be angry at the mother who continued to beat, waiting until the feelings of the woman who was considered very important and loved were calm after venting anger in such a way.

Of course the blow from the mother did not hurt him at all, but still it was hot because it was long enough to do that. A few moments later the mother stopped and thought it might be due to exhaustion.

"What's really going on, Ma? What are you guys fussing about, until you feel angry like this? What did Rayya say?" Zafer chose to embrace the mother and walked towards the sofa.

Even directed the woman who still looks upset to sit on the sofa. "Now Mama tell me everything, so I know what to do."

It was silent for a while because Erina was still trying to normalize the feelings that were overpowered by anger. Not wanting to hold back by harboring resentment and hoping that his son could advise Rayya to turn into a good wife and daughter-in-law, he told her all.

Starting from good intentions to be a good female in-law and trying to accept Rayya by not wanting to differentiate with Tsamara, but when giving advice for pregnancy instead get satire.

"If you obey your parents by fully accepting Tsamara as your wife, we won't always be high blood like this. However, everything has happened and cannot change everything. One thing I ask, counsel your wife to be kind and respectful to older people."

Not wanting to be increasingly made emotional when remembering Rayya, this time Erina got up from the seat and chose to walk away without waiting for a response from Zafer.

Of course, straight step into the room without looking back again. Not wanting to see her son's facial expression as it would only ignite the flames of anger for the umpteenth time, she had already disappeared behind the door of the room and saw the new husband coming out of the bathroom.

Wanting to be more fresh and cool the head, he finally chose to take a bath under a cold shower. Hoping after cleansing, the feeling is much more peaceful and is no longer overrun by burning wrath.

To be continued...