The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

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Asrhaf glanced at his superior, his forehead wrinkled questioningly. Actually what happened to his boss and Arrahma.

“What happened is actually, Miss fainted while Mr Zola's shirt got wet! And why was I told to buy Miss clothes!” muttered Asrhaf his eyes glanced at Zola. Who was just silent while leaning his head against the hospital wall.

The door of the hospital room opened, the man immediately stood up from his seat to inquire about the state of Arrahma. After the doctor explained, the man went straight into his wife's room.

The man looked at his wife's pale face. It just so happened that Arrahma did not wear a veil because the Doctor who treated him was female.

An hour later, Arrahma's eyes began to open. The girl frowned when she saw the white roof.

“His, my head hurts!” he said while holding his throbbing forehead.

The bathroom door opened, bringing out the figure of a man with a cold face. Arrahma immediately melengos, when he remembered the incident at the hotel.

“Available?” the huge sound filled Arrahma's hearing.

“Hemmm!” he replied, it just so happened that Arrahma was leaning.

Silent silence! Five minutes later, Arrahma opened his blanket.

“You what?” It didn't sound too attentive, but at least he was still willing to ask.

“I am looking for a mobile phone, I have to ngabarin an employee if I cannot help make an order!” The gaze did not want to see the man who was being rude to her.

Zola pushed the phone towards his wife.

“This is not my phone Sir!” his answer made Zola frown. His call was different.

“No, thank you! Just wait for Asrhaf's assistant!” Arrahma raised his head, trying to look into Zola's eyes. “And I am also not your subordinate. But I am your slave! Level is lower! I'm just your impingement so?” Arrahma said bravely.

“You dare to be your husband?” challenge Zola clutched Arrahma's shoulder.

“Please!” Arrahma tried to let go of her husband's hand.

“Now gini, Sir! I'll pay for all the scuffling of your car! I'm lebehin! After that let's split up! I am tired,” said Arrahma.

“Enak only, after getting dowry half M you ask for divorce! Cih, even I haven't enjoyed your body!”

“I return it, anyway I do not use it!” sergeant.

“Please, if you can! Not as much as anything, the wife asked for a divorce. If the husband does not want to divorce then they are still legal to be husband and wife?” cynical Zola has chained his wife's chin. Arrahma instantly rubbed his chin in annoyance.

“If the marriage can no longer be continued because of each other hurt or hurt each other, then it can be done! And here I am who feels wronged! So after the wedding card so, I'll sue you!” Appointing her husband as firm. But deep down the heart is very afraid.

“Ck, so I won't register our marriage. Let you remain mine! Going forward must retreat too! In Islam, what does a wife do to ask her husband for permission? So if you leave, you'll have to ask permission from me! If you want to fast only, if I do not allow you also can not. Because the husband wants a husband-wife relationship. Never dare to run away from your husband. If you don't want your family or closest people to get in trouble!” Zola warned his wife. Zola has a briefing from Google. Before he touched his wife.

“And if you don't want to sin!”

“And once again you call Mister, I assure you. You get a petai-flavored saliva transfer! And if you ask for a divorce, then the taste is cranky! Think carefully Eggplant, before doing anything!” Zola smiled at his smile. Makes Arrahma immediately annoyed.

An warlimg?👇👇👇