The Married With The Devil

Surrender

Bianca got into the car impatiently. He didn't even notice Alan's presence until he heard the man's voice calling his name.

“Bianca.” Bianca. Her brown iris immediately stared at the origin of the voice and found Alan staring at her in confusion.

Bianca tried to calm herself down. He did not want to attract Alan's attention and make the man know what Rico had done to him. He just cannot imagine how the fate of Rico after.

“You don't work?” Ask Bianca. Intentionally looking for another discussion.

“I'm his boss.” Alan replied relaxed. His face looked at Bianca with a contemptuous expression made up.

“Cih!” Decih Bianca's.

Unequivocally, Bianca stared at the glass of milkshake that was on the dashbord mobil—di in the cup holder. Eyes sparkling. With a slow motion, he advanced his body to be anywhere between Jimmy—'s front passenger seats.

“Forku?” Bianca said gladly as she looked at Jimmy. The blue-eyed man nodded at a glance.

“Thank you, Jimmy.” Bianca again. Quickly, he immediately grabbed the milkshake. Alan just smiled at her.

“Alan?” Call Bianca. Alan immediately turned his head and found Bianca lifting the milkshake glass while shaking it briefly—offer.

Alan grinned. As fast as lightning, he kissed Bianca's lips. Then he rubbed his tongue on his own two lips.

“Manis.” Said Alan.

Bianca said nothing. He prefers to look down with a shy face.

“What is this?!” Alan suddenly pulled Bianca's left hand when he saw her wrists flushed red. Which also makes Jimmy come to look at him briefly through the spy.

Bianca. Pretend not to hear Alan's words.

“I asked you, Mrs. Drax.” Alan spoke again while staring at Bianca sharply. Something obviously happened to that woman. Evident from the face of Bianca who suddenly paled.

“Bianca Rosaline!” Alan shouted furiously as he pulled Bianca's chin to turn to look at her.

“It's okay.” Bianca said slowly. He quickly pulled out his hand which was still held by Alan.

Alan remained silent. Trying to hold back his anger. At home, he would question his wife again.

***

“Sofie! SOFIE!” Alan who had just entered the house bellowed furiously calling out Sofie's name. From the direction of the kitchen, the middle-aged woman ran as fast as she could. He had indeed contacted Sofie while still on the street earlier and had the woman wait for him to come home.

“Ya, Mr.” Answer Sofie.

“Prepare food. Now!” Alan spoke firmly and with great emphasis. Quickly, Sofie nodded and headed back to the kitchen. Try to prepare food as quickly as possible.

While busy cooking, Sofie thought back to her master's strange attitude today. While working with Alan, the man simply asked to prepare breakfast. Afterwards, Alan simply told him to come in case he wanted to eat at home. It didn't matter to him, since Alan had awakened a house wide enough for him. And still inside the man's home area—a little away from the main house inhabited by Alan and Bianca.

Alan always comes home late at night. Or not going home at all. The man spent more time outside the house. But, after his lover—Bianca, living with him, Alan becomes a frequent stay at home. I went home from the office quickly.

Well. Sofie has been told by Jimmy that Bianca is Alan's girlfriend. And they decided to live together in the house of his master. Even so, Sofie still called Bianca by the name of mistress. Bianca was the first woman Alan allowed to enter and live in her home.

“Where are you going? Sit!” Alan spoke in a cold tone when he saw Bianca wanting to step towards the second floor.

“I want to take a shower, Alan.”

“Do it after you finish eating!”

There's no other choice. Bianca surrender. He never fought that man. He was sure that Alan was angry at him for not saying anything.

Bianca suddenly looked at Sofie who had just emerged from the kitchen while pushing a medium-sized two-stacked food trolley. One smile he was saddening as the woman looked at him gently full of warmth.

“Thank you, Sofie.” Bianca said happily. What Sofie replied with a smile.

Alan was silent. He was busy filling his stomach with irritations. After this, he would revile Bianca with questions and do anything until she would tell him the truth.

***

Bianca stepped out from inside the bathroom with a feeling of fear. Not far from him, Alan was sitting leaning on the head of the bed while reading a book. His body was covered only with navy-colored slumber trousers.

“Bianca.” Call Alan when he sees Bianca from the corner of his eye, stepping towards the wardrobe. In the room, there are two large wardrobes. One belongs to him, and the other belongs to Bianca. While the closet containing a suit, shirt or work suit and Bianca dress is elsewhere.

“Ya.” Answer Bianca.

“Do you still not want to tell me?” Alan immediately closed the book he read and changed his position to sit.

“Nothing happened to me, Alan. Trust.” Bianca let out a heavy sigh as she picked up a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from the closet. Today she is lazy to wear a nightgown or pajamas.

Alan who heard Bianca's words immediately got up from the bed. He walked over to his wife and hugged her from behind. Even before Bianca could wear clothes.

“Alan.” Call Bianca. He knew exactly what the man wanted to do to him.

“I have no other way.” Said Alan.

Without waiting for long, he immediately reached Bianca's lips from the side.

Bianca resigned. He knew that this would all happen. Alan was not the type of man who liked to hear rejection.

“Bianca.” Call Alan while he kisses his wife's earlobes.

Bianca still remained faithful to close her mouth tightly. He doesn't want to protect Rico. He just does not want to prolong the problem because of trivial things.

“Alan.” Bianca stared at Alan. The man was still faithfully torturing her in an unusual way.

Alan bergeming. He still does not care about the call of Bianca. He was upset and also angry because the woman did not want to tell him the truth. Bianca should have realized that everything she had was Alan's. And he never likes it if there are others who touch let alone to hurt his.

***

By two o'clock in the morning, Bianca suddenly woke up feeling thirsty. Next to him, Alan was soundly asleep. He looked at the man's face. When he was asleep, in his eyes, Alan actually looked like a plain man. But after opening his eyes and staring at the man's black iris, his supposition was instantly gone.

“Alan.” Bianca whispers while stroking Alan's cheek. Afterwards, he immediately stepped towards the kitchen to wet his throat.