The Wives Injured

the anxiety of alif

Client Banquet, on round table. Theo introduced to his business partner. Then soon they commented on each other's beauty.

"Well, that's amazing. Mr. Theo's secretary, it's all amazing. Wasn't the previous one also beautiful and blonde?" ask Reza, the business associate.

"Haha. Could be, he's mutated into a neighboring land."

"Of course, what's too aggressive. What Mr. Theo doesn't like is one of those aggressive secretaries. Haaha, isn't that right?" reza's teasing lyrics to Theo.

Alea was a little uncomfortable with the bosses chatter. Then he crossed over to get a drink. And gave it to Theo who had been thirsty, because Alea had not seen Theo drink.

"Hadeuh, troublesome man. Too busy responding to stupid things, does he not want to drink, or does he deliberately make me his servant so that we separate from space at this time." Alea grumbled, saying, the resentment must be joined to all women, namely the accomplices of the boss or the wives of the boss.

Before long, Alea was startled by Irene who had deliberately approached and spilled one cup of a bright red drink.

"Uupss. Intentionally, sory yes!"

Irene left just like that, while Theo was serious about the conversation. He did not look at Alea at a banquet and entered a private room. To where, Alea was embarrassed by Irene.

Not a few, some colleagues who are big fans to the artist, in the name of celebrities. Irene immediately responded in a friendly manner, immortalizing some colleagues who wanted to ask for a photo together.

But Irene's eyes were still cynical, a slanted smile on Alea. As if he was planning something.

"You guys, you think. Things that once dealt with seizing someone else's partner. What do you want when you meet?" yell and sneer Irene.

"Gee. Jeng Irene, really has a story like that huh? If I, as a big fan of Irene anyway, I've slapped, give a proper calculation for sure." someone's pumping.

Even Alea glanced at Irene, if she really never wanted to take Haris. He did defend for the sake of Mama Riris, and his sincere love. But he never knew if Haris had previously had a lover. Aren't I being too naive, don't I want to say too much. If it wasn't me?

Alea stepped aside a little, but Irene held him back. Holding Alea's left arm, then staring at each other cynically. Even Alea was quite surprised, he did not want to always be close to Irene, because the previous problem he had been difficult to overcome.

"What's Irene doing?" ask Alea.

"What .. have you forgotten, you are the one who took my husband?"

"What do you mean Irene?" aela asked looking at the few people who were watching her.

"npus .. Aleu. Ogh, you don't play plain. I know, what's on your mind. Don't you love Haris Anggara very much. Is it because you regret having been touched, or have you never been touched at all after ..?! Hahaa .. Alea, Alea you are so poor. The appropriate punishment for an actor like you is never to be loved sincerely." Irene shouted.

"What, I'm the actor... ?" staring unethically at Alea at Irene.

Alea swallowed the saliva, she wanted to take off Irene's hand. But powerless, Irene flushed Alea's face with colored drinking water. Up to where, the cheers of the woman on the floor came and threw something at Alea.

You cheap lady!

Basic women do not know themselves, how dare to seize. May karma befall you!

You rotten woman, face and heart don't fit. You deserve to suffer heh, beautiful but an actor! It's free, it's a shame.

The scourge of some people who supported Irene, so much so that the words hurtful made Alea stiffly silent.

Theo was on a different floor, after that. He tried to contact Alea, if he was done and asked Alea to get ready to go home soon. But no calls were lifted from his cell phone.

Theo ignores Reza, who calls him to a club after it's over. But with a five-finger hand code, he chose not to come and left with a cell phone in his hand that stuck to his ear.

Theo looks for Alea into the room where special staff gather, notabane secretaries and female staff who are at rest tasting food when the bosses are in different rooms.

"Alea. Where are you?" panicked.

To where, Theo continued to look for Alea, but he was shocked by the painful sight on his heart.

So Theo misunderstood Alea's current actions staring at someone.

Alea after washing her face, then removed the stains on her clothes. He removed the rest of the puffy crying, and polished the thin concealer, so that Theo could see it unsuspecting.

Alea deliberately did not want Theo to know, some time Irene treated him arbitrarily - mena. Simply because Alea didn't want Theo to help her, she owed him another favor.

But when he came out of the toilet, he took a step and turned. He looked at Mas Haris who was veering one way. Up to where, Alea was a little hypnotized when she looked at Haris face.

"Mas Haris?" smile Alea.

"Alea. What's your shirt, what are you?"

"No. It's nothing, I'm the sloppy one. Mom, if there's time for you. I want to talk to you, please take the time to visit mom. After all, he must be happy at the look of his son." explained Alea.

Haris could not say, he glanced at the floor of the building he was on. Hope Irene doesn't see this moment, just so as not to misunderstand. Haris knows, if the actions of Irene a few minutes ago make the wound increase on his ex-wife, strangely Alea always hide the wound.

Haris should be grateful for her marriage to Alea. He made himself have everything, but he could do nothing. When all ownership names have been changed in Irene's name, Haris prefers to be on Irene's side now and forever. Despite the reality of the day, Alea was right.

'Forgive me Alea. If only Damian were our son.' Inner Haris. He left and ignored Alea again.

Before long, Alea was unaware that Theo had approached her. Alea turned her head and removed the sadness, then glanced to the right. Obviously the Haris who walked straight ignored him.

"I called. Are you still trying to meet that jerk?" ketus Theo's.

"A-i... Tale .."

"alright. Toilet, I think that's your privacy. We're going home now! I don't need your explanation." he explained, the look on the man's face was upset, and tailed unmoved.

Tbc.

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