The Temptation of the Actor
Help Shella

Zayyan tidied up his desk, this afternoon he was preparing to go home. He had an appointment with his wife to go to their favorite restaurant.

"Sir Zayyan, how come home?" Shella walked in and was astonished to see Zayyan rushing back home. He saw his boss put his work laptop in a bag.

"It's time to go home, Shell" Zayyan stared at the wall clock attached to the wall. Then his gaze was shifted to Arsha also entering his room after knocking on the door.

"Officers will celebrate our success this afternoon, sir. If it's pleasing, we're expecting a father's presence" Shella looked at her boss expectantly.

"Where is the show? How is it so sudden?" Zayyan asked with a huff.

"His speech was at our Supervisor's house, sir. At Feli's mother's house. He said it was just a barbeque party. It's an impromptu event, sir. Mr. Arsha was telling me. But not so, because you focus on your cooperation."

"It can't be, Shell. I have an appointment with my wife" Zayyan quickly refused.

"But our leader, sir. The power will not be exciting if you do not come," Arsha who was silent finally chimed in.

"Yes. It won't be long there either!" Tell Shella, he really hopes Zayyan can come along.

Zayyan was weighing in, finally agreeing to attend. He thought it wouldn't be once a year to party like this. Zayyan immediately opened his phone and told Keysha that he would not be able to pick up. Zayyan was forced to lie, he said there was an impromptu meeting, for fear Keysha would be angry and think of all sorts. Moreover, Keysha is not the type of woman who likes to spend her time partying. He prefers to spend time in the hospital.

"All right, I'm coming."

Shella smiled excitedly, they then rushed to Feli's house which had been prepared for the barbeque party.

Arriving there, Zayyan did not think that the event was very crowded, all his employees were present. They were busy grilling meat and corn beside the pool. No one dared to invite Zayyan to chat because they felt disinclined. Because Zayyan is a very serious person when in the office environment. They are afraid of speaking wrongly

Zayyan approached Shella who was preparing a grill. He approaches Shella because the woman is his high school childhood friend.

"Let me help, Shell," Zayyan took over Shella's job, and he put the meat and corn on the grill. Shella stood beside Zayyan watching the man's activities.

"Fortunately can Shella be close to our boss?" Bisik Feli who was gathering with his female friends.

"Yes, beware that there are shrimp behind the rock! It seems that this Shella is always the same caper Mr. Zayyan," an employee named Ayu whispered.

"The wife of Mr. Zayyan is ideal, it is beautiful a doctor too. Shella is close to me" Arsha defended Shella. He did not like it when Shella was talked about by his partner.

"Hopefully yes? His behavior is strange. Always the same caper, boss. Who does not suspect," said another employee who sounded very julid.

Arsha's heart is heating up. Indeed Arsha also felt that Shella was always looking for opportunities when adjacent to Zayyan. This can't happen. As a playboy, he should be able to get Shella.

All the meat and corn have been roasted. The female employees arranged the dish in a gazebo beside the swimming pool. They sit down lesehan. The sense of kinship was so flowing, moreover they began to dare to chat Zayyan, even though their chat about work.

The sound slowly began to melt. Some of them were laughing and singing along with a guitar played by one of the officers.

Feli poured alcohol*ol in the glass for Zayyan. Zayyan was stunned to see the drink lying on the table. He would not drink that drink again. The last time he drank, Zayyan didn't even realize she was fucking Shella.

"Please, Sir!" Feli serves drinks for Zayyan.

"No, Fel. I just want water," Zayyan refused subtly.

Felli nodded, then gave Zayyan some water at his request. Meanwhile, Shella, he had drunk the alcohol* drink with one gulp until the glass was toilet. Indeed, Shella is used to drinking, because of promiscuity with her model friend who is free.

Seeing that Shella was drinking, Arsha approached Shella. The man then filled Shella's glass again until the girl's glass was full.

"Come, Shell is drinking again!" Arsha smiled cunningly.

"Alright," Shella sipped again until the glass returned.

"Wow looks like there's a co-worker who's good at drinking!!" Praise Feli pretending to be amazed. Though in his heart he felt arrogant, because now Shella became the center of attention. Indeed, Feli was a little jealous because Shella was always a concern because of her beauty and sexiness.

"Let's add more, Shell!" Ayu followed by pouring drinks in Shella's glass.

"There's nothing for me, Fell!" Shella smiled sinisterly, she then looked at Zayyan who was watching her.

As Shella was about to drink the fifth glass, Zayyan held her hand. "Enough, Shell! You're drunk."

"Drunken? Haha. No, Sir. I'm not drunk. You underestimate my ability to drink?" Shella's face drew closer to Zayyan's face, the scent of alcohol*ohol wafted. Zayyan believes that Shella is drunk

"You are, Sha. Shella had a lot to drink!!" Ayu blames Arsha.

"Yes, you're also giving!!" Arsha is not to blame.

"Yes let my Shella take home. You guys just continue the show! My Zayyan sir and Shella say goodbye?" Arsha took Shella because the girl's body was staggering.

"All right, you guys be careful!" Feli waved his hand.

After Arsha and Shella left, Zayyan glanced at his watch. The time has already shown at 11pm. Keysha must be waiting for his return.

"I think I should go home too. My wife was waiting at home," Zayyan looked at Feli and the others.

"All right then. Everyone, I'm home?" Zayyan took his bag and said goodbye to the others.

"Be careful on the road, sir! See you at the office!" Feli smiled very sweetly.

Zayyan immediately left Feli's house to return to his home. On the way he saw a familiar car parked under a large deserted tree.

"Isn't that Arsha's car?" Zayyan focused his gaze on the sedan-type car parked under a very quiet shade tree.

"Don't Arsha say she'd drive Shella?" Zayyan immediately removed the seat belt attached to his body. He got out of the car and approached the car.

"It's my chance" Arsha stared at the body of Shella wearing an open shirt. The girl is asleep next to him.

Shella squirmed slowly. He did not fall asleep, but mab*uk. Arsha looked at the red-flavored bib*ir Shella, she leaned over to touch the woman. However, her intention stopped as Shella slowly regained consciousness.

"What do you want, Sha?" Shella squinted her eyes when she saw Arsha approaching her. The woman's consciousness had not completely disappeared.

"Let's have fun, Shell!" Arsha clutched Shella's hand.

"Don't be rude, Sha!" Shella weakly tried to remove Arsha's hand from her hand.

"Let's not sell expensive, Shell!" Arsha smiled disgustingly.

"Please!!" Shella tried to scream.

"Arsha, open the door!!!" Zayyan banged on the car glass very hard.

Arsha jumped in shock, especially after finding out if it was the boss. He immediately released Shella's hand. Quickly, Arsha lowered her car's windshield.

"Eh, Mr. Zayyan!!" Arsha. His face was so panicked that Zayyan's face was visibly emotional.

"What are you doing here?" Zayyan furrowed his brows.

"Sir Zayyan, help me!" Shella quickly got out of Arsha's car.

"It's not what you see" Arsha got out of the car and brushed off the sweat on his temples.

"Arsha wants to harass me, sir!" Shell pretends to cry while pointing at Arsha.

"Arsha, tomorrow take your dismissal letter in my room!" Zayyan said with emotion. After all, he did not want any morally bad employees in his office. However, the memory of when he touched Shella again imagined. Isn't he the same as Arsha? The difference is that he succeeded and Arsha failed. How is Zayyan different from Arsha? But wasn't Zayyan unconscious? Heart rages.

"I beg you sir, don't fire me!" Arsha clenched her arms in front of Zayyan as a sign of plea.

"I promise I won't repeat it again. I had to pay for my mother and my sisters" Arsha's voice sounded heavy.

"Fire him, sir!" Shella voiced out with a small sob.

Zayyan exhaled his coarse breath. He seemed to be weighing. "Well, I'll give you one more chance! If this happens, I won't give you a second chance."

"Thank you, sir. I promise not to repeat it again" Arsha's panicked face instantly diminished.

"Come, Shell! I'll drive you home, "break up Zayyan who makes Shella carefree for a moment. The man felt pity if he left Shella there. It's not impossible, Arsha will do that again.

Zayyan left Arsha without saying goodbye. Meanwhile, Shella, with a smile of victory, got into Zayyan's car.

"Thank you, Arsha," inner Shella as she got into the married man's car.

"Are you okay, Shell?" Zayyan occasionally turned to look at Shella who was now sitting beside him.

"I'm scared, sir," Shella pretended to cry.

Zayyan seemed to pity his high school friend. He is even more guilty when he remembers his treatment of Shella when he was unconscious. They were silent too. Zayyan focused with regret and Shella continued to sob beside Zayyan.

"It's here, Shell. You can come down!" Zayyan said as their car reached the parking lot of Shella's apartment.

Shella did not answer. He plays his nails like a panicked person.

"Calm down, Shell!" Zayyan looked at Shella with pity.

"I'm scared, sir. Don't go!" Shella quickly hugged Zayyan tightly. He was crying as much as he could.

"Shell, don't do this!" Zayyan did not return the hug.

"I'm afraid," Shella's voice grew hoarse accompanied by her increasingly swift tears.

"Please accompany me until I calm down, sir!" Shella hugged Zayyan tighter and tighter.

Zayyan slowly returned Shella's embrace and patted her back gently to give her strength. "Alright, Shell. I'm here until you calm down" Zayyan replied in the end. Shella smiled as her mission was to get close and having Zayyan already started to open wide.