Two Rings of the CEO

Reunite

As a month passed, Zara increasingly enjoyed her role as the wife of Arkana Surya Atmadja. Not because of her wealth and her life, but the little girl felt like a truly beloved wife.

However, it looks different from Anastasya. The woman was seen away and rarely took care of her flower shop. Just for busy reasons, Anastasya often asked Zara to replace her main role in managing the flower shop. To be honest, it all makes the girl even more uncomfortable.

Moreover, the employees and security guards began to whisper behind his back, because Arka appeared several times to deliver and pick him up without Anastasya. Obviously the facts that exist cause many question marks, considering their marriage relationship is still tightly closed. However, Arka was still an Ark. Men who want to always devote attention and affection to the wife without knowing the situation and conditions.

Zara rests her back on her chair. His face looked pale and seared at his temples which felt pulsating. Some of the work that Anastasya put on her, enough to make her energy and mind crumpled. Especially now he often feels dizzy and tired quickly.

Kiara entered the room with a sheet of paper in her hand.

"Zara, the shipment of goods has come, and all kinds and qualities are on this paper." Kiara offers delivery data from suppliers.

Zara received it, but was seen several times he yawned and was still massaging the throbbing part of his head. Then try to check the sheet in more detail.

Kiara sat on the chair facing Zara directly. The pale face of Zara did not escape the sight of the friend. Making the girl come closer and touch Zara's forehead which began to sweat coldly.

"Zara, are you sick? Your face looks very pale too." Kiara still stuck the back of her hand on Zara's forehead.

Slowly Zara lowered Kiara's hand from her forehead. "No, I'm fine. Maybe just a little tired," elak Zara for not wanting to make his best friend worried.

"Are you really okay? If you are tired, rest. Don't force yourself. You can get sick if you're too tired." Kiara's conscious, ever since Anastasya didn't show up. Automatically Zara's work becomes twice as heavy.

Zara smiled happily. During his time in the store, only Kiar is the one who is truly sincerely friends with him. While other employees, they consider Zara a superior only because of formality. The rest, they often gossiped and tasted the girl badly in the back.

"I'm fine, Kiara. You can see for yourself." The thin arch formed a sweet smile. Trying to convince Kiara if she is okay.

Kiara returned that smile. "All right, I believe you."

Zara got up and stepped into the refrigerator in the kitchen. Grab two bottles of bottled juice and carry them. One for him and the other he gave to Kiara. Both of them enjoy the sweet and fresh sensation of the drink.

"Zara, are you having an event in the afternoon?" Kiara sipped back her drink and occasionally looked at the face of Zara who was also enjoying her fruit juice.

"It seems like nothing. I will after the work in the shop is done" replied Zara.

Kiara's face sparkled for a moment. "In that case, I'll introduce you to someone."

"Who?" Zara leaned her face forward, and she began to be curious.

The white-skinned sweet girl blushed mslu and twisted her interlocking fingers.

"My love." Kiara covered her face with both hands after speaking.

"I'm really curious about the figure of the man who made you blush like this. He must be handsome," seduced Zara as she poked Kiara's blushing cheeks.

"Don't!" peekkik Kiara's. "Don't wonder. I'm afraid my boyfriend likes you." What a sudden remark made Zara laugh loudly.

"No way, I'm just kinda men-" Zara instantly silenced her mouth. Luckily Kiara is in flowery mode to not respond too much to her words. If in a relaxed mode, he would not be that easy to escape and answer his words.

"You're beautiful, even prettier than me. You're good too. I'm sure, if after meeting you, she'll definitely like you" whined Kiara by puffing her cheeks.

Zara only sighed in hearing the friend's explanation. "Kiara, do you know?"

The girl also nodded.

"Someone who really loves us, of course, he will not be easily tempted or interested in a more beautiful woman. Because all beauty does not have to be from the face, but also the heart. But if someone still compares you to other women for more reasons than you. Then believe me, he doesn't really love you sincerely."

Kiara just fell silent. His relationship with his lover was still a corn. There was nothing strange about the man who had made her fall in love. Only, I don't know why he still hesitates.

"alright. So you really don't have a show? After the store we'll go straight to a place."

Without hesitation Zara nodded. Trying to make his best friend's heart happy.

The promised time came. By online taxi they go to the place that has been booked by Kiara. A smile never faded from her red lips. Until a taxi pulls over in the parking area of a middle-class restaurant in the city center.

They descended the taxi, then Kiara combed the view of the parking collar where motor vehicles neatly arranged there. Moments later, his smile expands when he finds something he is looking for.

"He's here, and that's his car." Kiara points to a modil that Zara believes belongs to the girl's lover. The exact same vehicle he saw some time ago while driving Kiara to a stand.

Why is the car so similar to.., Ah but it seems impossible. Not that such vehicles are scattered a lot in a big city like this.

Kiara forced Zara's hand which was still glued to her place to enter the restaurant. If Kiara steps lightly, but Zara is quite the opposite. His steps felt heavy, as if something invisible was trying to hold him back.

The atmosphere inside the restaurant was quite crowded, making Kiara difficult to find the figure of the man she was looking for. Until the girl grabbed the phone and pressed one contact in it. Before long, a well-built man seemed to rise from a chair in the corner of the room. Turn around while the net fluttered the whole room.

His hand waved towards Kiara, so that the man's face could be seen by the two girls who looked confused.

Kiara smiled happily and broke off the connection as the two sat down. However, the girl next to him was trembling and cold sweat began to flood in his forehead. Zara can ascertain who the owner of the face of the man referred to as Kiara's lover.

Apparently, the guess is right. Who is the owner of the car that knelt him is no stranger.

Ka Sandy, that's Ka Sandy