The Warmest Marriage

Chapter 75. - The Storm in the Office

After a quarrel at the restaurant, they quarrel only to take Alena home with him. "No! Now Alena's coming home with me! You were with him when you went to the restaurant! Now it's my turn!" said Willy.

"Lifting together should go home together too! You understand the saying no?" yelled Arga not to lose. They are cats and dogs that never come together. "The boy!" great-grandson Alena.

"Easy! I just want to take a taxi. You're home!" alena said, half-exorcising. Both silent.

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Arriving at the office, Alena returned to her room. "They're both so boyish! Should they fight just for me to eat her food first, or go home with her?" alena's grumbling has no stop.

"Cinting!" Alena who was sitting down then let out a long breath. Alena could only rub her chest trying to be patient.

Geck!

"Miss, the man named Arga Wilson wants to see you" Sean said politely. Arga then went inside. And looked at Alena deeply. "What are you here for?" ask Alena, ketus.

"Aren't happy with my arrival?" asked Arga while frowning. Alena breathed a heavy sigh. "You're not gonna create a new problem for me, are you?" ask Alena.

Nah!

Alena breathed a sigh of relief. "I want to see my kids!" said Arga. "I miss them" he continued, softly. Alena smiled obliquely, condescendingly. "They're my kids! You have no rights. The test has proven everything."

"Alena listen, don't you have any feelings for me?" ask Arga seriously. Alena shook her head. "Not at all!" alena replied, cruel.

Duars!

Like lightning striking through a hole. Arga looked at Alena. "You've seen my helpless side, Alena." Alena bit her lower lip. There was a little bit of pity for the man in front of him. "Yes! I've seen it. The Arga Wilson I know is whiny and spoiled, unlike the rumored Arga Wilson."

Alena taunts Arga. However, Arga chuckled. "Alena, if you don't accept that I'm your husband, let's get married!" Pufftts! Alena is amused.

~Weh Arga! You married Alena, why did you marry again? Crazy this guy!~ One of Netizen.

~This is his troubled author ni~ One of the citizens of +62.

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"Married? Are you crazy?" refute Alena.

"Miss!" Shouted Sean from outside and immediately broke down the door of Alena's work room. "Di... Ohsh! There is outside... There's commotion! No-missy!" Sean with his gasping breath tried to explain. Alena then looked down at her work window.

There are a lot of people who look angry. "Get out you Alena Grazia! Basic Pel*c*r!" shouted one of the people in the crowd. "Jal*ng, do you dare to tease young master Wilson who already has Miss Frank?" yelled one more.

Alena glanced at Arga. "Is this what you call not giving me new problems?" yelled Alena, angry. "I don't know anything." said Arga.

"Replace your clothes, try as they wear!" pinta Alena to Sean. Sean left, and not long after, Sean came back like a paparazzi. "Already miss,"

Alena then picks up her hat and sunglasses, Alena also gives Arga a hat and sunglasses. "Remove them!" alena's absolute word.

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Sean came out and immediately distracted. "Stop you! That's Miss Alena and young Mr Wilson! Right here!" sean shouted very loudly. Everyone immediately ran there, to the place that Sean showed.

Then, Alena was about to exit the back door of the company, and Jenny was sitting with her triumphant face. "You're behind all this?" Alena asked gritting her teeth. "If so, why?" jenny asked back.

"That's the truth. You're pel*cur! You're abuser! You're jal*ng! You took Arga from me!" scream Jenny. Alena laughed out loud. "Isn't that the truth, what you have?" Alena walks around Jenny, she,

"Me and Arga have been married for a long time, aren't you the one who became pel*cur? Who came to tease my husband? Aren't you jal*ng? Which comes with all sorts of ways to separate us? Aren't you a perjakor? Who took my husband?" continued Alena, cruel.

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Sorry guys, the author up is unstable and erratic. The author ran out of ideas. Oath:(.