The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Don't Play with Fire

Her legs retreated backwards, when she saw her husband's cheeks being kissed. Sexy women, clad in skimpy clothes. Hanza awkwardly wrapped her hands around Zola's waist. Arrahma glares as Hanza kisses Zola's lips. Very crowded for Arrahma, not yet over his breath tight because of running in a storm. This second even had to witness the obedience that her husband had done.

There was no intention for Zola to return a lip kiss from Hanza. Precisely with the tail of his eyes, the man glanced at the bellowing Arrahma.

“Say where is Dad's room?” tanyanya turned her body, turned her back on her husband. Tears dripping down the cheeks. The intolerance Zola did was difficult.

Zola moved her lips away from Hanza, the man smiling. It seems nice to make the wife jealous and upset. Truly tempting wife makes her heart happy. His pouting lips, clasping teeth held in annoyance. Blushing cheeks held back the anger, imagining this happening to his wife made Zola hold back a smile.

“Aa, where's Dad's room?” The second time the girl asked.

After getting an answer from her husband, Arrahma immediately stepped foot without making a sound. Especially looking back. Really not so kind! For him to do that.

Zola stared at the departure of his wife who was starting to get away from his sight. One thing was certain his instincts wanted to pursue. But his ego can defeat his instincts.

“Is she the woman you married?” Haza breaks Zola's concentration on Arrahma.

“So old-fashioned, clothes of profanity, too dead color, is his face so ugly? Until it has to be covered?” tanya Hanza was swaying like an ape.

“Or is his face broken? Like Monster!” too diplomatic, ending in giggling.

Zola's gaze could not be interpreted, but it could be ascertained. This man did not accept, if Hanza made fun of the way his wife dressed. Especially physical, it is shallow. Zola let go of Hanza's hand that was wriggling in her arms.

“Zo, where are you going?” Hanza chased after the fast-paced Zola.

Hanza painstakingly pursues a mercenary lover. But unfortunately being a paid lover makes Hanza really fall in love with Zola.

The elevator door was almost closed, if the figure of this man did not press the button. Arrahma let out a long sigh, knowing that the one who had just entered was her husband. Zola stood beside his wife while holding Hanza's hand.

Stuck in disbelief, when he saw Arrahma decided to stand right in front of him. Not paying attention to his arrival.

“Anz what are you doing here? Is there a family sick?” zola asked, inversely proportional to the tail of her eyes. He turned to the short girl standing in front of him.

“Bokap hurts!” Outsiders thought that the big family of Kong Can was a harmonious family. Seeing the closeness of Zola and Adel as a solid working partner. Make people judge if they get along, without knowing what's going on behind the scenes. Baku hit, if only alone or with the nuclear family only.

“Apparently sick in-law candidate!”

Duars! For Thunder weave. Hanza's words made the young girl who was in front of him. Closing your eyes and holding back the suction. Don't want to be called whiny, it's useless.

It has been hurt why you have to cry especially to get angry. There is no benefit to having a city loss.

Arrahma immediately exited the elevator as the elevator opened. But as he walked quickly, he accidentally bumped into the figure of a young man. Which made him stagger back.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

Zola, who had been walking behind Arrahma, was surprised to see his wife fall back. The man immediately released Hanza's hand and ran towards his wife, to capture Arrahma's body. Unfortunately, time does not allow this to happen.

In fact, the young man who had been hit by Arrahma who had held Arrahma's body. Seeing another man hugging Arrahma's waist made Zola clench her hands.

Whoever plays with fire will burn.

TBC…

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