You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

New prey

His intention was to go home, but he turned to the mall to hang out there for a while.

"Hem, the rich man is also famous. From his appearance aja eccentric and glamorous, even though his age is older than Azam mas, it's okay! I'm looking for a brick that has no money."

Sharon walked glitteringly through the people inside the mall, approaching an om-om who looked dirty.

"But I have to check first if he's a lot of money also berhan alias either not dear money, or vice versa, stingy bin." Sharon was wagging her long hair.

Sharon pretended to walk and did not see the road, so hit the man who happened to also walk towards her.

So that the man with a sweet face and formal appearance gasped, almost the one in his grasp fell looking at Sharon.

"Sorry, sorry? I was not intentional." Sharon apologized while showing her teasing smile.

The man who was basically a basket eye was so good at seeing the appearance of Sharon who was dressed sexy, above the looks of the hemisphere and below the thighs.

It had been read in the same glance Sharon if the man in front of her was a striped nose man. Sharon made a smile of her own in her heart.

"Neng, alone! where's friend? or her husband?" ask the man while moving around.

"Em .. That, my friend is over there and I don't have any! excuse me!" Sharon pretended to leave but her eyes glanced at the necklace on the man's neck which was yellow gold.

"Eeh, first. Can you contact me?" the man grabbed Sharon's hand as well as a sharp look as if he wanted to punch his heart out.

"Introduction can!" how to do his head shopping in the heart. "Well .. I got a new victim! hope it's money." He muttered in Sharon's heart.

"Darwanese. Businessman!" the man extended his hand to Sharon.

Which was immediately welcomed quickly. "Sarita. Nice to meet you."

Darwan's hand moved his fingers in Sharon's palm. Describe that the man is not a good man or a loyal type of man.

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After the payment card was confiscated from Sharon, Azam was no longer dizzy with the bill! but the swell was still not paid off because it had not been paid and the savings he had thinned could not pay the bill. Not byar daily, weekly and monthly needs that he must meet all of them.

"Where do I have to pay for that arrears?" Azam seemed to be thinking, racking his brain how he could pay the debt and cover his needs.

Azam looked at the ceiling of his study with a blank look. Today he has to pay the mortgage of the house which is still a few months away.

Pay the needs of the house with a monthly budget. have not paid a maid.

"Dizziness too, everything is taken care of on its own. It's better first where I don't have to step in with all the house stuff." Azam's monologue.

Because it's time to go home. Azam also moved from his seat which then before going to clean his desk first, then walked in the office corridor with shaky steps.

Occasionally greet with staff and other employees.

Now Azam was in his car that was traveling at medium speed while with a mind that floated. Think about how ahead.

It was late in the afternoon and the twilight began to turn red. Azam's car entered his residence that looked lonely and there were no residents outside, Azam got out of his car.

Walking into the closed main door and his two blinds found Vera playing in the living room.

"Where does the tea ask ajam to Vera who is playing, then Azam sits himself on the sofa.

Vera turned her head to Azam, "Mama is out, not home!" the boy replied.

The boy looked up for a moment, staring blankly at what he was thinking. "I don't know from when, I'm home from school Mama's gone. And Denis wants to go to Mamah! but his mother wasn't there, neither was the phone answered."

Azam turned to the mother who had just appeared at the place while leading Denis. "Where's Mama going?"

"Lack of knowing, sir! the phone was not picked up!" the answer is Ma'am shaking.

"When did it go?" ask Azam again.

"Eh .. eh after dzuhur, sir!" the answer is back.

"a moment you say exhausted sublime he just left for a while I have what time Azam came home to glance at Vera.

"I'm home from school at 11:00 Papa!" vera said innocently.

"Said Vera, she came home from school at 11:00 and her mother was gone! how could he go after dhuhur? while Vera herself doesn't see her mother." Azam stared intently and suspiciously at Mbak.

Which seemed confused and nervous, because it was actually like that. From the morning Sharon left and always told that Azam afternoon came home saying that he had gone already noble.

"Em .. That, that's madam ..." He was confused, scared, and nervous.

"So actually. When did the madam leave? morning or afternoon?" clearly Azam with a little snapping at mbak.

"It-it, madam ... Yes, the master went in the morning and until now has not come home! denis was raging, but on the phone the lady did not answer. Until Denis calms down and can play" he explained.

"Ooh, he used to say that, huh? means every dong goes, and I ask, what every day he goes home in the afternoon." Azam's Search. Later then.

"Where else is he? tell me where he's going to go every day?" search back Azam to mbak.

"Sorry sir, I've never been anywhere! and ... He never told me!" he then played Denis and Vera.

Azam was silent, moved from his seat and he tore his shoes and bag to the top floor where his room was there.

Out of curiosity, Azam takes his phone to Sharon's phone number, hooked up but not picked up at all.

At around 9 pm Sharon had just returned home, of course immediately interrogated by her husband.

"Where are you from? new home at this time, all day out of the house without permission husband leave the family! from where?" azam's search pas saw his wife entering the house with a sneak.

Sharon rubbed her chest feeling shocked, she thought her husband was not in the living room because usually at this hour she likes to be busy with her laptop on top.

"Em, that's Mas. I .. from meeting old friends, yes! meet an old friend." Sharon was a little nervous and she was trying to calm herself down as well as controlling the nervousness that greeted the soul.

"Meet old friends all day? what kind of child do you have? you have no husband! from this morning until this hour, where is your responsibility as a wife and mother?" Zam was immediately angry and stood up from his place that Sadang was watching television.

Sharon was afraid of Azam but stubborn and willing to follow his heart. "You have no right to rule me and curb my steps, you are my husband but that doesn't mean I have to stay home for 24 hours."

"I'm your husband and I have the right to govern you!" snapped Azam while removing his eyes while getting closer to his wife.

"I told you, don't set me! I don't like being organized, let alone having your money giggled. Who would submit to a husband stingy bin pedit and do not understand the needs of the wife." Sharon half-screamed and left the place half-running to leave the room.

Azam could not speak anymore or Salain floated his hands in the air feeling annoyed with Sharon being unruly ....

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