The Open Your Eyes (OYE)

16

The birds' voices began to sound. The Dawn has come, making the sun begin to appear with its timid face. In a white blanket, a husband and wife are still asleep.

The activity went as usual, only this time, tucked into seasoning that concocted their matchmaking story. Those who usually throw each other a cynical sentence, now throw each other sweet words that are twisted on their tongues.

“Enghhh.” The sagging accompanied the lentic eyelids of the girl slowly bloomed. Her husband's Greek God-like face became her first sight when she opened her eyes. The pieces of the incident last night went into his cranium.

“This is not a dream, his inner” convinced him. Her hands touched her husband's face, and there was an electrical vibration that stung her when their skin touched. Not to lose his heart even ran a marathon.

“Morning,” greet the owner of those thin lips.

“Ka-you—“ Both men's eyes open perfectly. There was no sharp gaze as usual, he was just a little thump.

“I'm going to the office today,” muttered Levin.

“I will also go to the office,” Zeza said.

They came back awkward, different atmosphere in stabbing his lips to open. They lost the word to mock each other and hid in the lump of flavor playing on their chests.

“You will do a photo shoot today ‘kan?” ask Levin.

“Iya, I'll come to the shooting building. I have to contact Yumi—Manangerku.” Zeza was raised by Levin. Zeza let Levin take a shower, and he'll call his secretary first, asking for his schedule at the office.

After he finished calling Yeri then he called Yumi—Manangernya— to talk about the details of his shooting. They drilled long enough. Occasionally Zeza's face hardened and was seen massaging his forehead.

Levin had even finished his bath but he was still busy calling Yumi. Levin was astonished by his wife's expression. As the girl hangs up the phone, Zeza passes into the bathroom with a hostile face.

“What's with him?” levin murmured, it seems like he has started to care. The man sprayed the Italian perfume on his body.  He grabbed his white shirt and wore black cloth pants. Levin took his black suit and tie, and put it on the bed.

This thick-browed man walked up to the dressing table and combed his hair. She looks neat with her hair. Her lips smiled faintly, and she walked back to the mattress after feeling all ready. He put on his suit and his tie.

Zeza came out with his kimono, his eyes staring at Levin unblinking. This girl cleared her throat nervously, she walked to the closet to pick up her clothes and to the bathroom back. When Zeza changed clothes, her husband went downstairs.

Zeza wrapped in a tight reddish-brown dress. His right shoulder was smoothly exposed, his crazy air looks seductive. Her round sexy butt tempted the eyes to look at her. That 25 million white necklace wrapped beautifully around her white neck.

Zeza wears natural makeup on her face to give the impression of feminine and fresh look. He walked casually down one by one the stairs. Actually, his heart beat is out of control. He reached the kitchen and saw Levin sitting waiting for him.

They looked at each other, judged each other and praised each other inwardly. Anyone who sees them will know if they both have the same interest. Levin cleared his throat, making Zeza wrong.

“Hurry up here,” Levin said. Zeza walks there, not Zeza keeping the image but here he is.

“You cooked by yourself?” ask Zeza. They don't even use lo-gues. A great change for this relationship.

“I only burn bread,” Levin said. Zeza nodded and stuffed the piece of bread into his mouth. Levin's eyes could not see Zeza.

“You come to the building later?” ask Zeza. Levin nodded. If they can be together they will be together to the building, but unfortunately, they have to go to their respective offices. Levin and Zeza's office is opposite.

After breakfast, the two of them left for their offices. Zeza headed to his office and checked the file Yeri had given him.

“Yeri, remember empty my schedule,” he said. Yeri nodded and agreed. Seeing the appearance of his superior, he already knew if the girl was having a photo shoot. Zeza has been famous for a long time, his name is even very influential on the public and the modeling world. Considering she's the sister-in-law of model Jung Hana and don't forget her famous niece and Jung Jena's outspoken attitude, of course they know her well.

Zeza drove his car to the Werz building, where he was staying. The manger was waiting for him in there. Zeza walked with his flat face, making some people look down when passed by this beautiful girl.

Zeza with his arrogance and all his sadism in punishing people. No one dared to open that voice to the public. Inside, Zeza sees Yumi sitting with a staff.

“Oh ... You have arrived. Change clothes,” Yumi said while standing up. Zeza handed his bag to Yumi. He followed makeup towards the dressing room. Zeza stared at the beautiful echo hanging there. There were eight dresses, all five of which she would have seen from the proposal that Ryung showed, but, the remaining three dresses she knew from her husband and had not seen what dress.

Zeza walked and changed his clothes using a black dress, white skin increasingly radiated. She wears sexier make-up, red lips lit up. His eyes even looked roaring mischievously staring at the whims of terror.

He looked at Zeza intes, his wife was many times beautiful. His eyes can't be sidetracked, even when Ryung asks him to speak. Zeza had to change clothes. The girl came out with an angry flushed face in the changing room. He approached Ryung about to protest.

“Ryung! In—“

“The male model has arrived,” said one of the staff. Ryung turned his head along with the entrance of a handsome man accompanied by his lover. Zeza's eyes panned coldly. Even his aura looked more black. He was calm and relaxed.

“How?” asked the man while grinning towards Zeza. The girl nearby put on an indifferent face upon seeing Zeza.

“It's good to see you back Zeza,” said the man without a guilty look. Zeza looked at him sharply, the girl's lips smirked. Levin looked at his wife with a difficult look.

“I don't know if his male model is Ric Argas. I feel a loss for this photo shoot, should not be a high-end model like me got a model pair like you,” Zeza said calmly but his tone was full of fuss. Ric's jaw hardened, even the girl nearby looked at Zeza sharply.

“You think you're as perfect as Zeza? That stupid heartbreak of yours that can't take Ric off with me looks sad,” said Amel Sakras. Zeza laughed softly, the girl clutched the shirt that made her want to protest. This is not the echo as before, but this sleeping piayama dress is very sexy, like a bekini. Thin and show the inside. Really inviting men shawat.

“Don't say too sweet to me, before I break your jaw,” Zeza said casually.

“Ekhm, so what is Zeza?” ryung asked to switch the topic.

“I don't think I know if I got endorsers in the form of sexy pajamas,” Zeza said as he pointed to Ryung. Ryung scratching his nape does not itch. Levin's jaw hardened staring at the red piayama.

“You turned out not to be classy, be professional,” taunted Ric. He was about to touch Zeza's shoulder, but was brushed aside by the girl.

“Never touch me with your dirty hands,” he said coldly. Ric chuckles and embraces his lover, Amel. He walked into the dressing room leaving Zeza with a boiling heart.

Levin realizes who the man is, he's his enemy. However, Levin doesn't understand Zeza and what kind of relationship does he have?

“Cancel it,” ryung said resignedly. Zeza shook his head violently refusing. He would not let the man humble him and would open Amel's lips, that the man was not beaked at all. There is no love for his ex-lover there is only hatred.

“Just do it, it's a contract,” Zeza said.

“I have nothing to lose Zeza, we will not be poor if we lose 10 billion,” Ryung said. Indeed it was not beaked but Zeza's self-esteem was hurt. He'll avenge the man.

“No, I will keep doing it,” reject Zeza firmly.

“Do you so want to wear that fucking outfit with him?” levin asked sharply. Feeling that the siatuation is heating up, ryung makes room for the two of them.

Zeza sighed and looked at Levin gently. She clasped Levin's hand as she saw the furious lightning in her husband's eyes. Zeza did it because of the impulse in his little heart. It was slowly evident that Levin's face was softening.

“Vin, I just want to save my pride,” Zeza said gently.

“And made that man see you who was almost naked?” ask Levin to poke. Zeza doesn't know why Levin looks funny in his eyes. She smiled making Levin look at her sharply.

“I can compensate, to hell with money, I won't let him see you almost naked,” Levin said angrily. Zeza's laughter broke, could he consider Levin jealous? If this man is jealous, he will be happy.

“Stop teratawa, this is not funny,” ketus Levin.

“Then let me reply, hum? Come on Vin only 3 shots, then everything is in order,” persuade Zeza. Levin exhaled heavily and nodded unwillingly. Zeza sows her in his arms, Levin arms before he returns his wife's embrace.

“If until he touches you, I'll shoot him right now,” Levin's wooch makes zeza bite his lower lip's fat.

“It turns out mafia if jealous, very different it feels, hehehe,” inner Zeza. They go to the dressing room and how unreasonable Levin sees Zeza having to show off his body in front of another man.

“Come,” invite Zeza, and Levin follows him with a coed heart. The more he wants to kill Ric, the more he just has to wait for Gerald to come back.

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