The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Lightning Snatching Hearts

Zola grimaced with pain in the face. Arrahma felt in love with her husband.

“White Yes A?” ask slowly.

Zola looked at him sharply, making the girl look down.

“It's all because of your ex-fiance. And how dare you water me with water!”

Zola pulled Arrahma's shoulder hard making the girl grimace in pain.

“Ma-sorry!” Arrahma held back her tears.

“Master, meeting starts in 30 minutes! There's still time for a meeting! Most likely, if Miss Adel herself would have been wrong to present our product!” Asrhaf knocked on the door first before speaking to Zola.

“Ck! Damn why be runyam like this. I can't waste the effort I've been doing all this time. To cooperate with the company Mr Cres!”

“Keep how about a bruise on my face! All this because of the young son of a bitch!” sullen Zola is upset.

“Aa, let Rahma treat her wound!” However, she knew her duty as a wife.

“Sraf you come out,” said Zola, Asrhaf nodded slowly and left the hotel room.

“Be careful! You think it doesn't hurt!” zola grimaced as his wife treated his wound.

“Yes, it should be when treated while blown. Let the pain be less!” tukas Arrahma who makes Zola smile cynically.

“If you know that, why don't you do it! Apparently a girl like you is just a theory,” Zola taunts make Arrahma flirt.

“Open your veil now! I want to see how bad your face is. To the point that you covered it!”

Arrahma was only able to sigh and be patient with the abuse Zola gave him.

“Continue writing, Aa marahin Rahma! If you know Rahma is ugly?” asked Arrahma holding back his annoyance.

“Quick bukak!” Zola was curious about his wife's face. However, his wife is still young.

Arrahma was shocked to make her hand press the face of her bonyok husband. Zola turned back and patted his wife's hands rough.

“Sial! You were intentionally Arrahma?” zola's anger had returned, the man immediately pulled Arrahma's hijab. The girl did not dare to complain, if she did that. Her husband would torture her.

“Ma-maffin Arrahma! A, Rahma will try not to make a mistake hiks!”

“Sorry-sorry I'm tired of hearing it. Once again you say sorry for making a mistake, be prepared to accept punishment from me,” said Zola released her hand that pulled her hijab.

'God, why should I have a husband like this. If I had married Gus Imam, I would not have been treated this harshly. Why am I comparing my husband to another man! I am sorry, God! For not being grateful for what You gave me' Arrahma's mind is sorry.

“Already, instead of treating even wounds! Open your veil now! Or I want to pull it rough!” Threaten Zola to stand up from her seat.

Arrahma was silent, he was ashamed. This was the first time he had ever shown his face to a man.

“ARRAHMA FAST!” snapped Zola which made Arrahma aghast.

The girl started to open her veil slowly, Zola turned her gaze to the mobile screen.

“Arrahma cep..” The man was silent when he saw his wife's face, there was lightning striking his heart.Zola immediately snarled.

“I go first!” Zola walked quickly leaving his wife alone in the hotel room.

Brakk! The door is then locked from the outside.

Arrahma was only able to stroke her chest because of her husband's attitude.

TBC...

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