THE PERPETRATOR (You Cheated, I'm Two)

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"Papa has set up a company engaged in fashion and Papa built it after this company was established. Papa deliberately gave each of you a company to manage well and correctly. It's just you and Tristan that Papa hoped for, even though you're not sure that Tristan will be able to manage it, given his wife's extravagant and matre nature."

"But at least Papa is not picky because Papa loves you both. Delano Fashion has not yet given to Tristan because Papa is taking care of your husband's work that was super super stacked," Marko said to his daughter-in-law and boss.

Andrian looked down embarrassedly glancing at his eyes and scratching his non-itchy nape.

"Sorry Papa-in-law, I'm busy again" he replied.

"Busy taking personal care to ensnare Kanaya," he said scathingly.

"Yes, that's how it is."

"So Papa knew that Aldo was Andrian" asked Naya.

"Know everything."

Aldo replied, "Only one is unknown, when I fucked you when you were Tristan's wife."

"Iiisssssh, you guys are hiding everything from me," Naya sullenly clasped her hands around her chest and leaned her body against the chair she was sitting on.

"Well, the problem here is over, I want to take Naya to my office." Andrian's Permission.

"We go together, Papa will go there to do the last task of yours before Papa resigns."

They walked to the car while talking.

"If Papa resigns then who will be Aldo's secretary?" andrian asked in confusion.

Marko thought so too, Naya was the same. His brain suddenly had an idea. "I'm your secretary" he suggested.

"You? no-no you must be busy working on your company."

"Naya is right, for a while Naya will be your secretary and Papa will take care of Naya and Tristan first."

"I don't want Naya to get to work" Andrian refused not to want his wife soybean.

"I'd rather you get a girl secretary. Still mending if a guy, if a girl how?" sergeant Naya pouted more precisely on guard.

Andrian who was driving was smiling knot, he felt that Naya was jealous and he liked it.

"So you're jealous?"

"Who said I was jealous? no," he replied embarrassedly.

"Masa? if not jealous it may be his new secretary ce..."

"No way, I won't let any woman come near you except me and Jenni!" cut it full of affirmation.

Marko smilingly shook his head, knowing that his daughter was afraid of returning to her but he agreed to Naya's plan.

Andrian increasingly expands his smile then his left hand outstretched rubbing the cheek of the wife.

"Yes, you can be my secretary in any case and I won't let a manamun woman come near me."

Naya turned to look at Andrian who was driving and he held the hand on his cheek and then kissed the palm of her husband.

His heart said, "I don't want any more actors in my household and this time I'm going to protect my husband from the actor out there."

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Andrian parked his car specifically in the parking area of the higher-ups including Tristan who also parked his car in the area.

The three of them stepped into the elevator so as not to jostle with other employees.

Every trip, Andrian did not release his hand from the hand of the wife until where the two arrived at the top room where Andrian worked.

Andrian rarely visits his office and if there is work Mike will handle it.

Only he, Mike the assistant, and Marko the secretary were on the top floor.

Marko entered the room and Andrian also entered the room. Naya circulated her gaze researching every decoration of the husband's work room.

She kept watching her husband struggling with the pile of documents on the table.

"Al, since when did you build this shopping mall?"

"Since I was 23 years old" he replied but his eyes focused on researching every document.

"It means it was seven years ago." Naya replies, but there is no reply from her husband.

Eventually Naya grew bored, she stood leaning her back against the wall and watched the crowd of the street from the top of the mall.

She returned to see her husband who was still loyal to his work. "I'm bored here all the time, she's ignoring my existence," her mind looked down miserably.

"Al, when is the job done? I'm bored here all the time" he complained.

No answer is so focused. Naya breathed out roughly, she approached her husband's desk.

"Al, I want to look around the mall first yes, I'm bored here, you're ignoring me" he said.

"Hmmm yes, you can go for a walk" he replied without seeing Naya's face.

Naya squeezed her fingers. "He was busy, but I just wanted him not to ignore me. All right, if you're busy taking care of your work, I'll take a walk on my own." The inner monologue feels claustrophobic.

Naya went from there to the bottom floor by going down the stairs. His eyes looked back at the floor and took a walk.

It was the floor where Tristan and the other workers worked.

"Ssttt. sssttt.. look there is a girl, really cute," whispered another employee.

Those who incidentally are mostly men are fascinated by the natural beauty that Naya has.

"Where are you going, Non? who's it gonna look for?" ask one of them to approach Naya.

Naya was a little uneasy with their gazes.

"Just take a walk, excuse me," he said but was even prevented by him.

"Mending you come with me yuk!" invite perverted.

"I'm sorry I don't want to!"

Tristan felt the sound of someone's voice and he circulated his gaze. His eyes widened to see his ex-wife was there and that made him even more surprised Naya looked more beautiful, fashionable, and many attractive pairs of eyes.

"Kanaya" he stood up to them.

"Don't force him!" he said firmly and they looked.

"Mas Tristan?!"

"Pakistani, I'm sorry I just wanted to take this lady to my desk" he said, looking down in fear.

Tristan notices Naya's much more different face and appearance when she first met. After parting, she meets again now, and she immediately pulls Naya's hand and takes her out.

"Please!" Naya threw down the rough Tristan check.

Grep... Tristan hugged Naya. "How are you Nay? I'm happy to see you again, I'm sorry I hurt you, I miss you," she said, hugging Naya's tiny body tightly.

Naya tries to let go of Tristan's embrace. "Please, Mom! I don't want them to misunderstand!"

"Tristan...!!" emily clenched her hands and her face looked angry then released her second hug and.

Plaque....

Seriate.....

Who was slapped by Emily? what is Naya or Tristan? come into his own sprain with Andrian who is insensitive to his wife.