The Tarnished Wife

In my head and heart there is only you

“Come, Cel. We start, now. You change clothes first,” said Sammy, commonly called Sam. Reliable Photographer second only to Zayn.

Sam's shot was no less good with Zayn, although Zayn was still much better. They have their own character. Therefore, Zayn often entrusted Sam to replace him if urgent.

“I don't want to. I want to wait for Zayn,” replied Cellin.

“Until when?” ask Sam. “It's over for lunch but the boss is still not nongol. I am the same as you.”

“Iya, anyway. Cel. The boss will be long in his room if there is his wife,” said Jack.

“Emang as special what the hell is his wife? She's no sexier than me, no prettier than me. Why is Zayn so infatuated with her that I was ignored,” Cellin said.

Jack laughing. So did Sam. Although Sam does not know Rara, but he knows that Rara is a good woman.

Sammy is not a good guy. His profession that often intersects with various types of beautiful women, making Sam take advantage of it. He often sleeps with new models who want to rise. Sam's behavior is inversely proportional to Zayn's. And, it makes the beautiful models even more crazy about Zayn because Zayn is a man who is difficult to approach.

However, Sam's behavior is like that, really want a good woman like the wife of his boss.

“Choosing a life partner is not just beautiful, Cel,” said Jack and Sam nodded.

“Means?” ask Cellin.

“Well, it's hard to explain. Clearly, you don't have to chase Zayn anymore. He already has a wife. Point,” replied Jack firmly.

Sam nodded his head while holding the camera. “So how is it? Want to start ngga?”

“Ngga. I'm going to Zayn's room first.” Cellin remains stubborn. He walked out of the studio and into Zayn's room.

Inside Zayn's room, Rara was tidying up the empty bushel. The contents of the food had moved to Zayn's stomach. The man seemed to eat from the mouthful of his wife's hand to the food that Rara brought was not left alone.

“It seems, I will get fat if it is designed like this continue.” Zayn looked at his wife.

Rara smiled. “From the first time you ate a lot but never fat. You see the worms are many.”

Zayn laughs. Ever since school, he was skinny. The food does not make it widen to the side but straight up.

“You used to eat my food a lot, but never fat.”

“I widen upwards not to the side.”

“Bogged.” Rara sneered at her husband and Zayn laughed again.

“Eh where to go?” asked Zayn while holding Rara's arm that was about to get off the sofa.

“Return. You have finished lunch.”

“Do not! I still miss.” Zayn pulls Rara's hand until Rara's body sits on her husband's lap.

Zayn immediately grabbed the lip.************ voraciously, again and again.

Cellin arrived at Zayn's doorstep. He opened the door without knocking so he could see clearly what Zayn and the woman he disliked were doing. Cellin grew furious, seeing Zayn who savagely ate away Rara's lips. Zayn looked excited by pressing the nape of Rara so that the kiss was not finished quickly.

Cellin closed the door again and stomped his feet toward the studio room. Zayn never kissed her like that before. Though he always kissed Zayn first, but Zayn only replied to him at a glance. He was really jealous of Rara. It seemed like this time, he indeed already had no hope of obtaining Zayn.

Arriving in the studio room on the second floor. Cellin sat down.

“Hey, why?” ask Sam.

“Bos you, don't have ethics. Mesmerizing in his room,” replied Cellin, making Jack and Sam laugh.

“Udah I said, Cel. It was Lupain the Boss. He's met his handler. Time hasn't met the handler yet, doi has rejected you. Especially now,” says Jack.

“Jack, shut up!” shout Cellin.

“Say Jack, Cel. Mending you same cave,” said Sam.

“Ish, ogah. There is me being made every malem.”

Jack and Sam laughed again.

In Zayn's room, the sound of a pecking chip echoes. They still enjoy countless links.

“Mmpphh ..”

Zayn releases the kiss when he realizes the oxygen supply in Rara's chest is reduced. However, shortly after releasing the link, Zayn wanted to repeat it again, but Rara held back the chest.

“Zayn I still ngosan,” said Rara who stung after kissing hot and long enough with her husband.

“I like this.” Zayn's hand was still cleaning Rara's lips which left their saliva.

“I also like this.” Zayn squeezed Rara's chest.

“Aww ... Zayn.” Screeched Rara because suddenly Zayn squeezed her payud*r.

“Moreover this. collect really.” Zayn again squeezed the female part of Rara.

“Daddy,” shouted Rara and brutally hit Zayn on the shoulder.

Rara stood up immediately. “That's the name of harassment, tau.”

Sontak Zayn laughed and hugged Rara from behind while putting her hands into the denunciation of Rara's jeans. “Then like this is also harassment?”

Rara twisted her body and hit Zayn again. “Zayn, you know. Already ah. I don't want to come here again.”

Zayn pulled Rara's arm. “Iya deh, I'm sorry. My hands are ignorant. Abis gemes.” Then, Zayn placed the bushel that Rara was holding onto the table. “Now come with me.”

“Where?” tanya Rara held her hand that was originally pulled by Zayn to get out of the room.

“Ke studio's. See your husband work.”

“Ngga ah, must be gatel girl that seduces you, keep you diem aja.” Rara sulks. Really, he was annoyed to see Cellin was twitching in Zayn's arm.

“Then I just wanted to see your expression, Honey.”

“You're not interested in him? A timing? She's beautiful, Dad. Sexy again,” said Rara.

“If I want to, why not from the first?”

“Why?” ask Rara.

Zayn patted Rara's jidat. “Still nanya.”

“Dad, ah.” Rara stroked her jidat.

“Party doesn't know what? If your face, your body, is already full here and here.” Zayn pointed at his brain and heart. “So another girl can't get in. Hurti!”

Rara smiled. “Masa?”

“Masa?” Zayn repeats Rara's words in the same style. “Sebel dread that word. Don't believe it.”

Zayn again pulls Rara to accompany him to work. Rara smiled happily. Although, he was convinced by Zayn's love, it was just that he was on his guard to remember that he had been hurt.

To this day, Rara entrusts Zac and Zoey by the Aunt. Rara called her two children that she would go home with her father after her father finished work. And, luckily Zac and Zoey are smart kids and understanding too.

“Important, later tonight Mommy sleeps with Zoey.”

“With Zac also.”

Say the two on a video call, as Rara and Zayn climb the stairs to the studio room.

“What, No. Mommy sleeps with Daddy.” Zayn snatched Rara's phone when he heard Zac and Zoey's words earlier.

Rara laughed with her mouth shut. He was only a witness to a dispute between a son and a husband who seized him later that night.

“Daddy's been with Mommy all day. Later that night, we'd like to be with Mommy all night. Point,” says Zac firmly.

“Cannot. Point.” Zayn's talking about Zac.

“No debate. Fix.” Zac disconnected that video call.

“Ah, ****.” Zayn cursed in annoyance.

Rara just laughed. “Udah hell, same kid.”

Zayn returned the phone to Rara. “But I've done it since, baby. You promise to satisfy her tonight.”

Rara hugged her husband's waist. Zayn's hand immediately coiled in Rara and gave the phone to Rara.

“Then, after this we stop by the hotel for a while. How?” Rara raised her eyebrows.

Zayn smiled broadly. “Good idea.” He kissed Rara's entire face and came back cheerful.