Wife To Brutal Young Master

MCDG (72)

"How long did you get down?" sarah asked when Zio was in the kitchen.

"Hm, that, brother's friend called, he invited Brother to meet tonight,"

Sarah looked up, looking at her husband. "Later tonight huh?"

Then, Zio cupped his wife's cheeks. "Yes, but, if Brother's wife doesn't allow it, you won't go,"

Sarah smiled at her husband's answer. "Well, if Sarah doesn't allow it, don't you go?"

Zio raised both eyebrows. "Of course, you won't leave, if your wife won't allow it,"

Sarah silently for a moment delved into her husband's netra. "But not for long, right? You see Sarah was afraid, if the nights at home alone," he said later.

"Then his brother went a little late, so before Maghrib Abang could go home,"

"Yes, you can go" Sarah then brushed off Zio's hand on her cheek, then resumed her activities to prepare the ingredients to be cooked.

"Sarah's hungry, you want to help Sarah cook, right?"

Zio then wrapped his hands around Sarah's waist, his lips sniffing the neck of his wife.

Sarah squirms in her pangs. "Don't, this brother! If you do not want to help, mending Abang just sit there," he protested.

Zio chuckled, then let go of his hand that was hugging Sarah's waist. "Yes, I helped. What would you love to cook?" she now stands next to Sarah.

"What does Sarah want to cook? Sarah could be all,"

"Anything that Brother's wife cooks, you sure like,"

Sarah stopped her hand that was slicing through the herbs. "Then Sarah will cook the salted fish! You like it, right?"

Zio cengenesan's. "Yes, it doesn't have to be salted fish, too, honey,"

* *

At 4 p.m., Zio had gone out keeping his promise to meet Carla. Previously, he had also told his adoptive sister that he could only meet her in the afternoon.

Time passes quickly. At home, Sarah began to fret because the sky was dark, but her husband had not yet returned. Zio told him he was going home before Maghrib.

Sarah, who was afraid to be home alone at night, decided to wait for her husband on the porch after performing the Maghrib prayer.

A feeling of anxiety had enveloped her heart since then, fearing that something bad befell her husband. Although she always prayed in her heart, so that her husband would be fine, she still could not shake the worry that now enveloped her heart.

Tin! Tin! Tin!

Sarah's daydreams broke to hear the sound of a horn outside the fence.

"Mother!"

Sarah rushed up to open the turnstile when she saw the car her in-laws used to stop in front of the house.

From inside the car, he also saw his mother coming down.

"Well, how can Mama be together Mother?" ask after opening the gate.

Salsa did not answer, her eyes were looking out into the garage. "Sarah, where's Zio?" I asked because I didn't see Zio's car there.

"Hm, Mommy, Mama, let's go in first," Sarah hugged the arms of the two women, then took them inside the house.

After being in the living room, Salsa again asked for her son's whereabouts.

"Hm, you said you wanted to meet with her friend" answered Sarah honestly.

"From when?" ask Salsa to investigate.

"Hm, from that afternoon anyway, Bun,"

Salsa turned to Santi, then pulled the phone out of her bag and tried to dial Zio's phone number, but there was no answer.

"Mama!" Sarah protest.

"What's? You still want to defend your husband? Maybe every night he always leaves you at home alone,"

"Sa, you saw it for yourself, right? Sarah was sitting outside waiting for Zio to come home. That's because he was afraid to be in the house alone, '" said Santi excited.

"Udah, Ma! Bang Zio had Sarah's permission. Sarah also has no problem, at most Bang Zio will be home soon. After all, only once did Bang Zio come home late, usually never late," Sarah refuted her mother's speech.

Santi snorted, exhaling a rough breath. She is also upset with her daughter who always defends her husband.

Salsa is really not happy with a friend who has also become his besi. "San, on Zio's behalf I'm sorry,"

Ting!

Sarah pulled out the phone, and, with a smile, saw the message notification that turned out to be from Zio.

However, the smile on his face instantly vanished when he saw the photo of Zio with Carla who was sleeping together. Zio's body is covered in a white blanket while Carla rests her cheeks on Zio's chest.

Sarah instantly turned off her phone screen, her chest rumbling, after seeing the photo. His head immediately pulsed violently like a big rock.

"Darling, what's wrong?" salsa asked worriedly, seeing the change in her daughter-in-law's face.

Sarah turned her head, forcing her to pull the corner of her lips up. "There's nothing Bun, though,"

"Mother, Sarah to the toilet first yes," Without waiting for her in-laws answer, Sarah immediately got up from her seat, walking towards her room on the second floor. As vigorously as he tried to walk leisurely, though his gaze was currently swirling around.

Santi and Salsa did not let go of his eyes staring at Sarah's back until she disappeared up the stairs.

"San, Sarah why, huh? How did his face turn so pale?" salsa asked who was still worried.

"I don't know either, Sa," replied Santi who was also worried.

Salsa then contacted Zidan through her mobile phone, asking her husband to look for Zio's whereabouts.

* * *

The clock glued to the wall already showed at half-nine p.m. However, Zio still did not come home.

While Santi and Salsa were still chatting in the living room. They also intend, will spend the night at the house of the child and his daughter-in-law, if Zio does not also come home.

Without them knowing it's been almost half an hour Sarah hasn't also returned from her room.

"San, how long has Sarah been in her toilet?"  ask Salsa who just woke up.

Santi was immediately flinched. "Oh, yeah, why?"

"Let me call first" Santi rushed upstairs to his daughter's room, followed by Salsa in the back.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Sarah, what are you doing inside? Let's have a chat outside, "Santi repeatedly knocks and calls her daughter, but there's no word from the inside.

Anxiety and worry suddenly whack his heart. He and Salsa looked at each other.

Then, his hand turned the doorknob, trying to open the door. Unfortunately, the door was locked from the inside.

Bruk! Bruk! Bruk!

Now Santi and Salsa were violently pounding on the door.

"Sa, how's this?" the question is getting more worried.

Salsa thought for a moment. "You wait here, I want to call Bang Jefri first, to force open this door," Salsa immediately ran downstairs, calling her personal driver.

Salsa soon returns with Jefri carrying some equipment to open the door

A few minutes later, Jefri finally managed to open the door of the room by damaging the door lock.