The Manny Wife Candidate

Chapter 36

This time Daren Benar2's anger peaked, He pulled Sheela's hand so firmly that Sheela grimaced in pain because her wrist was sore..

However, Daren did not care, and accelerated his footsteps and pushed Sheela's body violently into the elevator.

"Oh... hurts......"

ringis Sheela stroked her already flushed wrist.

"Why He is this angry.., he should have pity on me because that woman pushed me until I fell on......."

sheela murmured while looking at Daren's baffled face.

"Aren't you aware of my anger yet...."

daren's words cut Sheela's words in her heart.

Sheela simply lowered her head, She no longer dared to look at her husband's face.

Not feeling bulir2 her tears fell dripping down her face.

Daren arrived2 turned his back on Sheela because He could not bear to see his wife crying, not the intention of wanting to hurt his wife but He only needed to be firm so that Sheela valued herself as a husband.

Daren's breath seemed irregular with anger and jealousy coalescing around her when she saw Sheela in another man's arms.

How not, since the departure of Sheela to the toilet alone her feelings became anxious.

When talking to his business partner, his heart was not calm because Sheela was not at his side.

Daren turned to the toilet where his wife was, and Daren saw Sheela chatting with another man in the corner.

He even saw Sheela laughing freely to the man to show his teeth white and neatly arranged.

At that time Sarah had noticed Daren's movements from behind and found out the source of Daren's anxiety..

No luck even sided with Sarah when she was about to go to the toilet He saw Sheela who was busy chatting with Dr. Rabbet.

Sarah also uses the opportunity to trap Sheela and as a result everything goes according to her rotten sense.

Arriving at the ground floor of the hotel, Daren walked ahead of Sheela and climbed into the car still with a cold face.

While Sheela who just arrived still standing next to the car door.

Daren lowers the windshield and honks the car horn because Sheela never gets on the car.

His face looked annoyed, though,

"Do you still want to see him.....?"

daren shouted from above the car,

"huh..my heart almost dislodged...."

sheela murmured while stroking her chest.

Sheela rushed to the top of the car and installed her seat belt.

after that Daren drove his car out of the hotel.

The atmosphere on the car feels lonely and covered with hot air even though the car AC let out the cold.

Sheela stared at the car window with an unsettled heart, her heart was hunting and her breath felt tight from fear,

I don't know what Daren's gonna do when he gets to the apartment.

That's what's on his mind now.

While Daren only focused on driving his car down the highway of the capital Jakarta until arriving at his apartment safely.

The night was getting late, Sheela who was already in bed was difficult to close her eyes because sleepiness never came to him.

In see the wall clock that has shown at 12 pm but Daren has not entered2 also to the room.

Sheela should have been happy that Daren left her alone in the room but somehow her feelings were not calm.

It's better when Daren scolds him and says what makes him this angry, instead of dwelling on him like this.

However, if we live on a roof with people who hate us, surely our feelings are not calm.

This is how Sheela feels right now.

Such is the nature of a Daren, when angry he will avoid his wife as far as possible until invisible from the view.

Daren is now in the living room and trying to close his eyes but he is difficult to close.

many2 He flipped his body on the sofa like a baby who had just learned to lie on his stomach.

Arriving2 heard by the sound of the door opening from the direction of the room, Daren pura2 closed his eyes as if sleeping soundly.

Slowly Sheela walked towards the kitchen to look for food that could prop up her stomach that had been rumbling at this time, she said,

because all day he's been holding his hunger since he came home from the hospital until tonight.

Then he opened the fridge but there was no food in it,

"Everything's empty...."

sheela murmured while stroking her stomach.

The view also turned to the cupboard in the kitchen, seen two packs of instant noodles in it because the cabinet uses transparent glass.

"Ah..., thank goodness Bi Surti provides noodles even though it is not on the shopping list that I give..."

sheela murmuring.

For 2 months Sheela was in charge of writing a shopping list for Bi Surti, because she did not have time to shop.

He also used his savings for spending a day2 in the kitchen because until now Daren has never given him monthly shopping money.

Just a few minutes, instant noodles made by Sheela have cooked and fragrant through every room near the Kitchen.

"Uhmm...., did he cook in the middle of the night like this...?"

daren said in his heart.

"why does it smell so good...,"

Unable to hear the sound of worms from his stomach, Daren slowly went to the kitchen and saw Sheela sitting at the bartender's table enjoying her homemade noodles.

Daren also passed it just like that because he wanted to take water from the refrigerator to block his sispek stomach..

Sheela was still busy continuing her meal without turning her head towards Daren in the slightest.

Out of annoyance, Daren closes the refrigerator door firmly2 to make a sound that is enough to make Sheela's body jerk.

Sheela's appetite is gone.

What's wrong with him.., until 2 refrigerator doors were the target...

sheela murmuring.

"Why is the fridge empty like this....,

has Bi Surti not been shopping...?"

daren said out loud for Sheela to hear.

"Is he hungry like me, too..?"

thought Sheela.

"Darling, I'll order some food for you..."

persuade Sheela gently while looking for her subscription phone number inside her phone.

"Mudah2han only can still be anter malam2 gini.."

he added.

Seringai was on Daren's lips because it managed to distract Sheela.

"Make me noodles like you eat right now.."

daren said later, though,

Sheela was stunned for a moment,

"So she really wants to eat instant noodles.., as far as I know she doesn't like instant2 food like this..."

sheela said in her heart,

then move into the kitchen as Daren approaches the table.

Daren always take care of his health, he always keep his diet and avoid fast food because he thinks instant food is not good and healthy.

Daren looked closely at Sheela, her eyes fixed on Sheela's unarmed and long-over-knee sleeping dress.

Several times Daren swallowed his saliva.

After the noodles are cooked Sheela pours them into a small bowl with a small plate under it, then serves them on the table right in front of Daren.

Daren also inhaled the aroma of noodles made by his wife, his wife,

"hmm.., the fragrance is tempting..."

he thought then began to taste little by little until the sauce was not left.

Sheela's sweet grin was on her lips.

"You don't expect my anger to subside because of your cooking..."

said Daren coldly.

Sheela's smile disappeared from the look on her face,

and immediately move from his seat while carrying a dirty plate to the sink.

"Cih.., ice base block.not to thank...."

hiss Sheela while washing dirty dishes.

Daren was very happy to prank his wife and a mischievous grin adorned his lips.

Again2 Sheela's body jolted and stiffened as Daren hugged her body from behind.

"But you have to pay with this....."

daren whispered in Sheela's ear and bit Sheela's ear and her hand was busy loving Sheela's body.

"Let's..."

hissing Sheela while stroking her ear..

lama2 Sheela's hiss turned into a sigh that made Daren's lust intensify.

Sheela's body was carried away in the atmosphere, her sighs getting louder filled the kitchen room.

"Only I have the right to touch your body...., understand.....?"

said Daren as she turned Sheela's body in front of him..

"mmmm.., uh...,"

sheela nodded quickly

"The correct answer..."

threaten Daren with his furious face.

"Understand baby...."

sheela answered,

"Well that's dong.., be a obedient wife..."

said Daren, then he lifted Sheela's body into the room.

Evening became a silent witness between two lovebirds who were busy mixing love in the room, until early morning.