The Seduced Teaser

Persuading Cia

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Ziya grabbed one medium-sized glass to make lemon tea just like his plan. He opened the refrigerator and found three lemons there. So he decided to take one fruit.

The two black eyes of Ziya found the knife neatly tucked away in its place. He threw away the tip of the lemon and took the middle side. After that Ziya grabbed the glass that he had previously given sugar to pour the tea that was available before.

‘Oh yes, his ice forgot,’ his inner.

He opened the freezer again and. The ice is over.

“Kok can run out, anyway,” he said disappointed

By exhaling heavily, Ziya suppressed his desire to make lemon tea cold, in order to relieve the annoyance caused by the misunderstanding of his artist wife.

Back he scanned the flying cabinet on it. Luckily, he found some instant chocolate sachets there.

“Mmm ... hot chocolate can times, yes, to restore my mood.” As bright as the idea of making a cold drink was gone replaced with the hot chocolate he made in a white ceramic cup.

Finished with his activities, Ziya inhaled the aroma of chocolate so that the sense of relaxation of the aroma of chocolate can have a positive effect in the midst of his busyness.

Walk slowly to his desk. He took a sip of the hot chocolate and went back to check on the preparations for the ad for Delfin's meeting for his closest schedule after this.

Delfin came out of his private room with a file map in hand. “Zi, busy again, no?” tanyakanya. More on the statement alone because next Delfin was sitting next to the table right in front of Ziya, with eyes still focused on looking word for word written in the contract letter of cooperation with the advertising party a perfume product from the city of Bandung in the next few days.

Ziya silently watched Delfin who was seriously reading the cooperation document, preparing to do whatever he wanted.

“This, Zi.” Delfin took a quick look at Ziya and refocused on the contents of the file sheet in his hand. “I kind of objected to the scene I would play with other artists here. Please take care of it, yeah! And if there is a complaint from the advertising side you better refuse cooperation this time.”

Ziya took over the file map and read it carefully. In it there is a scenario that Delfin will do with a part of the body open with a female model who wrestles around it. Ziya frowned in thought given the large nominal on the cooperation contract.

“Emm .. in my opinion, this can be discussed again, sir. Just don't be rejected just a great opportunity like this.” Ziya expressed his opinion and made Delfin exhale in annoyance.

Delfin leaned against the chair he was sitting on, massaging the base of his nose. Remembering Cia's angry expression some time ago that was aired on him. “Mmm, not so Zi. But, I feel uncomfortable if I have to expose my body, especially in the script it is too vulgar. I don't want that,” said Delfin without wanting to reveal the real reason because his wife lately is so jealous of him.

“Alright, Sir. Then I will re-confimerate on the advertising side to want to change the scenario.”

“OK. I wait for the good news, Zi.” Delfin straightened his seat and gave Ziya complete confidence in this. He glanced at the hot chocolate beside Ziya's laptop which was still emitting hot steam and slightly emitting a fragrant aroma at his kiss. “Ah, hot chocolate can make me?” delfin Pinta with sparkling eyes.

Unfortunately that brownish round eye bead made Ziya slightly forget her position. As a result, Ziya simply nodded obediently at the request of the artist.

“Thank’s yes, Zi. I brought it to my room, yes.” Delfin raised cup containing hot chocolate.

Aware of the drink, Ziya stood up to stop Delfin's steps. The reason, the drink he had tasted even if only a little. However, Delfin disappeared faster and closed the door of Ziya's room.

“Duh, his boss drinking his former subordinates, hell,” muttered Ziya. Feel bad.

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While walking towards the workbench, Delfin sipped the chocolate flavored drink bit by bit, feeling the sensation felt by his senses. The strong and slightly bitter sweet taste, in fact, makes the feeling more calm.

The focus is back, when the drink is half left. He grabbed a flat object communication tool and dialed the number of his beloved wife.

Until the ringing to all that then the sound of ketus across there say hello.

“What else, Fin?”

“Honey, don't be like this, dong. I'm not focused on work, this is.” In addition to welding and saying softly to Cia.

“Why? Still want to deny again about the photo?” Cia still with her ketusnah mode.

“Sayang. Dengerin. I think you misunderstood. I was with Ziya yesterday. But there are many people.”

"Stop, yeah, Fin! Your exact same defense that the woman spoke of made me even more convinced, if there is anything between you!” cia's mouthful of annoyance behind Delfin's phone.

‘Wait. A defense? Exact same? Has Cia contacted Ziya yet? Or have they met? I don't think that's possible. In the midst of his busy life, is it possible that Cia has come to Ziya without my knowledge?’ inner Delfin warred.

While on the other side Cia still gave a barrage of anger and made Delfin's ears buzz.

Unexpectedly, Cia actually disconnected the phone unilaterally and made Delfin wipe his face while sighing violently.

Glancing at the time that was almost approaching twilight. Delfin rushed to tidy up some of his equipment such as mobile phones, chargers, ear phones, also headsets, then put it in a sling bag. Finally, he grabbed a black eyeglass and hung it around the neck of his white shirt, then came out in haste.

His goal was Ziya's room, he entered without knocking on the door first. As if it had become his habit of doctrinating every corner of the room was his.

Delfin was stuck on the lip of the door while Ziya was on the phone. Visible from the location of the flat object in the hand grip attached to the ear.

“Eh ... The Zi. I'll go home first. There's important business. And I hope you handle it first, if it relates to me.”

“Ah, yes. Okay, sir,” Ziya replied. His hand closed the microphone access on his phone, so that the person opposite the phone did not hear his words just now.

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Going home without a good one is not a hard choice. Delfin can drive the car as he pleases. The road was quite congested, but Delfin was driving agilely. Can split and find gaps between other riders.

Arriving home, he was welcomed by an existing domestic assistant. Knowing his wife had not yet reached home, Delfin again scrolled his phone to make a call.

This time it was enough that the phone rang and was immediately greeted by a 'hello' sound with a ketus back across there.

“Sayang. I'm home,” said Delfin.

“I'm in front,” said Cia quickly and then turn off the phone.

Delfin smiled and passed to the bathroom to wash his face. Quickly and impatiently Delfin wiped the remaining water on his face with a towel.

Once out of the bathroom, Delfin found Cia sitting on the couch folding her legs and folding her arms around her chest. Eyes still blazing sharp from anger mixed with jealousy, also the feeling of fear of loss so enveloped him.

Delfin continued to review the smile to find the wife still looks upset even though she has now met face to face. However, such a sight really made Delfin anxious.

Delfin approached and landed a kiss on Cia's forehead. There was no rejection even though Cia's hand held back a little, when Delfin would squeeze her to the edge of the sofa. “Udah, dong, angry. I know you only miss me, right?” his ray.

However, in reality Cia was even throwing her face away. The touch that Cia longed for was a bit of a treat to the anger that still peaked in the crown. “Stop, Delf. I want you to explain the truth.”

Delfin slightly distanced his body to grab the flat object in his pants pocket. He showed Cia the real photo and gave a description of anyone present in the photo. A photo of the entire group at lunch with the crew.

“Now, you already believe that it was just a misunderstanding?” clear Delfin.

Cia moved from her seat. “I WANT YOU TO FIRE HIM!” Cia stared intently at the bead of Delfin's eyes which stood up with a shocked face.

“What?” tanyanya did not believe.

“I said fire him and FIND NEW MANAGER, Delf!!”

Even though her husband had explained her misunderstanding, a hint of dislike for the husband's closeness to his new manager was really disturbing his mind.

“That's impossible, dear. Ziya works well. All this time he never made a mistake. Even complicated things, he can handle well. I can't just fire him.”

Cia nodded in disbelief. Her husband defended her manager so much and subconsciously gave the compliment to the woman in front of his eyes.

“What did he do, Fin? Why are you defending her so much!” Cia shouted and pushed Delfin's shoulder that was about to approach her.

“I don't defend him, honey. I said the fact,” Delfin's rebuttal was trying to convince.

“I met him this morning. And he said the same thing to you. Isn't that a conspiracy, huh?”

Cia grabbed her tote bag and passed from the room leaving Delfin standing there. He wanted to pursue the wife, but knowing the character of the wife made him stop to do so.

For a moment he realized Cia's words. “So, was Cia in the studio?” ask him to yourself.

“Aarghh, he must be furious at Ziya,” his sigh.

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...to be continued...