The King's

Episode 58's

Just before midnight, Zahid decided to get out of his room. He wanted to drink something to keep his consciousness tonight. And on the sofa that was near the dining room, lay a woman who had been avoided. This woman actually slept here. Zahid waited for Layla to walk into the room and they could talk about something and later do things that lead to physical touch. But ... This is where Zahid is now. Squatting in front of his wife's face who was sleeping soundly.

Zahid got rid of the tiny hairs covering his wife's face and finally saw Layla. Layla whom he had never seen in this close distance, less than a year ago. A small face, a tiny nose, and thin lips that tease. Slowly his hand could not bear to caress Layla's delicate hair and give a small peck on his wife's forehead. Actually his hands were tempted to go down the body of his wife who was available in front of him. But ... what power, he didn't dare. He did not want this woman to be afraid of him. Maybe later, if the time is right. His wife will come to him on her own and they can do what a husband and wife should. For a while, Zahid was better off avoiding a direct stare with his wife. But ...

In fact, Layla has not been able to sleep until now. Being in a new environment after getting used to his rental house, made him unable to sleep. So, what did that man do? Buy it, kiss it but just leave it? Shouldn't the man embrace her and treat her like a wife? They are alone in this house. Layla smiled, laughing at what was on her mind at the moment. Of course the man would never do what Layla was thinking. Wh why? Because the man did not love him, the man liked others and was forced to stay in this house with him because of Layla's mother's orders. It was sad, Layla thought, lying on the couch and trying to sleep.

Not knowing what time, Layla woke up and saw sunlight coming in from behind the window curtain. He stretched out his hands and examined the watch he had placed on the table. Eight o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, it was Sunday, and he had a day off work. Layla wants to sleep again and then realizes that she is not in her small rental house. She looked around and remembered what her husband had said. No waiters on holidays. He has to prepare the meal. Lazily, Layla tidied up her sleeping utensils, went to the bathroom downstairs to clean herself and came to the kitchen. Check the groceries and start planning a simple breakfast he can make.

After cooking, she arranged everything on the table and returned to the kitchen to eat. He wouldn't want to eat with a man who didn't even want to be with him. It was too sad to feel. After breakfast, he began to look at the state of the house that he had not been to for more than a year. Everything is really the same, only one place on this page is different. A place to relax that seems feminine beautify this page. Moreover, there are a lot of colorful flowers and plants, making the yard feel fun.it must be open to homeowners who make this page like this. Did Layla's mother-in-law make the yard this pretty? Lady Hannah does have good taste.

After watching the courtyard, Layla returns to the house and sees the man who left her on the couch alone eating.

"I think it's for me" said the man

"Yes"

"Have you eaten?"

"Already"

"Good"

What is this talk? layla thought astonished. Why does a husband and wife talk so awkwardly like this? but Layla didn't want to think it was too heavy and immediately picked up her phone. Checking what was going on on social media and feeling satisfied because of last night's incident at the company's birthday party wasn't there. But some of his friends saw what was happening. Will there be no problems when he has to work tomorrow? Does Layla have to stop working? Then, what should he do? Looking for a job somewhere else or going to school again? This time abroad away from her family.

"What are you looking at?" Layla was surprised to hear a male voice that was very close to her ears. He could not believe the man who had just been at the dining table was now behind him.

"Just .." replied Layla and tried to hide her phone.

"You want to go abroad?"

"Ahh, it's just ... . What happened last night seems to be affecting some people and I think it would be better if ... "

"You want to run again?"

"What?"

"Do what you want but don't bother me anymore!"

Troublesome? Layla's troublesome? Just this time he received an unsuspecting comment. All this time he was trying to make everyone unaware of his presence. And all that he did was for the benefit of others. Not himself. And now he's a hassle? Slowly, the anger he had always suppressed all this time evaporated upwards.

"will not. I won't trouble you and your lover for this"

The man stopped his steps in the middle of the stairs and looked at the indifferent Layla.

"What did you say??"

"I think I've spoken very clearly"

"You're jealous because I took Sarah anywhere? Including the company that should be yours?"

Sarah's? How dare this man carry the name of another woman when talking to her.

"I don't care about that"

"Why do you think I brought Sarah and not you?"

Layla no longer wanted to hear what this man had to say. For a year, he tried to hide himself because he did not want the company to be disturbed. He also suppressed his own feelings for thinking this man had replaced his father leading the company well. Layla stood up from the sofa and wanted to avoid the conversation that led to this quarrel. But .... The man did not allow him to get up and press him onto the sofa with all his strength.

Layla felt friction between the skin of her legs that were open with the male cotton pants on them. Slowly, his body heat increased and his heart rate accelerated.

"You, so troublesome Layla Graham"

Now their faces are getting very close. The man's breath began to fill Layla's cheeks and neck. It feels really uncomfortable and. Layla is feeling so stupid right now. How could she find being interrogated, mocked and pressured by men who never thought of her as a wife at all?

"Then why don't you take me away from here?" ask Layla with her small voice. Actually, Layla really wanted to be next to this man. Eager to support and encourage the man who was forced to marry her for the benefit of the company. But he's ashamed. Because all this happened because of it. If only she was more mature and not a woman, maybe things would be different.

Layla raised her hand and started touching the face of the man on top of her. She really misses this man who is her husband. Even though the man had been in a relationship with another woman, Layla still missed him. A second later, their lips touched and the man gave a kiss on Layla's neck and face. They put their lips together again and didn't seem to want to separate themselves at any moment. But, everything was forced to stop when Layla heard the front door open.

"Zahid, Layla .. are you home?".