Wife Who Was Changed

12. Loss of Traces

Inez's face held back the anger that had made her face flushed red like a tomato. She felt being played by her contract husband.

"Whatever! I just follow the deal you made. I don't feel tied to marriage anymore with you. I'm a free woman now."

Inez dragged her suitcase out of Iko's house.

Iko asked his driver to drive his wife to the local airport.

Inez bought the ticket with his own money because Iko didn't give him any money.

Luckily he was provided with enough money by his father with expensive jewelry as a wedding gift.

Fortunately, he did not refuse his father's gift because he felt he had married a rich man who turned into a monster.

"Which log will he go to?" Iko asked his men who were escorting Inez.

"Qatar!"

"Follow him and don't let the two suspect you're following him!"

"It looks like your wife bought a first class ticket and my business means I can't monitor her because of the separate cabins.

"Damn! well you can still follow him when you arrive in Qatar."

"It seems a bit difficult sir!"

"Why?"

"There are so many women who wear shar'i clothes and veils almost uniform with Miss Inez."

"What ...?"

Iko began to be overwhelmed because no one could give his wife a characteristic that could be marked by his men.

"Seek two to see you. Wait for him at the baggage claim. You know what the suitcase looks like."

"It's also difficult sir. When boarding, non Marsha's suitcase is the same as all the suitcases belonging to women who dress syar'i." Amar.

Iko grew increasingly angry to hear Amar's explanation. It felt like he was very sorry because he had underestimated the strength of his wife who he considered weak if he was released just like that.

"Sial ... shit...shit...!" Iko shouted thunderously while throwing whatever was in her room.

The servants were so shaken to find their master's temperament brain relapsing again. It feels like their lives are lost if Iko's mood is upset what else lost Inez.

It's been a long time since the house became quiet when Inez was around. But now the girl is reckless to leave because there is no clarity of Iko's feelings for her. She just felt like she was nothing more than a slave*her husband who at all times raised her like a maniac.

On the plane, Inez sits next to a handsome man who looks serious with his laptop. He deliberately did not close the glass barrier because it felt stuffy with a narrow space.

Feeling in need of help, she tried to open her voice to get acquainted with the handsome man who is of Qatari and French descent like her crossbred husband. Inez said hello to the man and immediately the man returned his greetings.

"Is there anything I can help ukhti...?" The handsome man asked politely.

"Can I borrow your laptop, Akhi?" Tanya Inez hesitated.

"Do you have a cell phone?"

"My phone was left in the waiting room when I was charging the battery." Inez said a lie.

"All right." The man lent his laptop to Inez.

"Thank you aki....! What's yourname?"

"Ghanim."

"Greetings to Ghanim, my name is Mariam." Inez said with a nickname that people always call him.

Inez immediately sent a short message to his father that he is currently heading to Qatar. He also recounted his situation using a passcode that was not understood by ordinary people. Of course the passcode can only be learned mafia families.

His father, who knew his daughter was not doing well, sent his members to secure her daughter without anyone else's concern.

His father gave the code to his daughter and he had to be able to recognize his father's members.

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Upon arrival at Qatar airport, Inez, who has a special line for first class passengers, walks to the members of his father who are waiting for him.

Looking at the handsome man in Qatari youth clothes, Inez immediately greeted him.

"Assynoltom...Aki! Name your member code!" Tell Inez without looking at the face of his father's men.

"Waalaikumuslam miss! 47RM32." Said the man.

The two agreed to go to a secret route so they could go to Mr. Gustavo Dimurat's private airport, Inez's real father.

The name of Lord Gustavo is the name of his mafia title.

Upon arrival on his father's private jet, Inez breathes a sigh of relief, while Iko's men are overwhelmed looking for Inez in the arrival hall. Inez's suitcase, which he had saved by his father, allowed this girl to remove her tracks from her husband.

Inez did not say the identity of his father because at present, the security of his family is very vulnerable to fellow mafia.

Now, to Inez's dismay, he can't tell his father about Iko because he is the father of the child he's carrying right now.

"What should I tell my father about my husband. Do I have to tell him that, Iko is a mobster who has taken advantage of him! Or did I lie about Mr Indra selling me so that my father could avenge me?" Inner Inez.

The jet continues to fly towards a secret island where the Inez family is located.

Meanwhile, Iko who had been waiting for news from Amar was visibly riled up by shooting several birds that were flying in the air.

I don't know why he misses Inez so much right now. Sometimes he can not focus on working in his company and choose a quick reset just want to make love with Inez.

Moreover, he showed the film adult scenes on Inez how to serve a husband.

From this moment on, Inez became adept at making love. No wonder the two are balancing their game and that is what makes Iko so addictive.

But Iko's tendency to not feel sorry for his wife's condition, making their hot romance no longer enjoyed by Inez.

Over time the girl felt her body was only used as a place for her husband's orgasm.

"Mr ..! There's a call for sir!" Erika gives the phone to Iko.

"Hows it? Have you been able to track down my wife?"

"I noticed all the names of the passengers' suitcases, but the suitcases of the master's wife were not found." Amar said nervously.

"Sialannnn... Who is this girl?" Iko's thunderous scream made the servants lower their heads with trembling bodies.

"Zian! Get our man to track down who my wife is, is she a spy?"

"Sorry Mr. Iko! I've been tracing Miss Inez's name with our members, it looks like the girl is no ordinary person."

"What do you mean?"

"That girl is the descendant of a mafia as well."

Degggggs...

"Where did you know Inez was the daughter of a mobster?"

"We tracked down his email sent to someone using a secret code. No one can send a secret code with a specific symbol if it's not the daughter of a mobster or the daughter of a hitman agent." Zian.

Duaarr....