
"Darling, I'm home!" Zayyan dragged his suitcase.
After a one-night stay at Shella's new apartment, he finally returns home to his wife, Keysha. Zayyan opened the door, the atmosphere in the house was very quiet. Zayyan walked towards the living room, he saw Keysha sitting with a lot of tent.
"Dear, are you home?" Keysha smiled sweetly, he walked over to Zayyan.
"Yes. I called you earlier but didn't pick up," Zayyan was going to hug Keysha, but she quickly dodged.
"Your body smells of sweat. Shower quickly!" Keysha's Order. The beautiful doctor avoided physical contact with Zayyan. Keysha was already very disgusted with her husband. If not for the mission, she would have brutally beaten her husband. But for now, Keysha has to be patient.
"Did you miss me?" Zayyan looked into Keysha's eyes. But the beautiful woman immediately turned her eyes away.
"Kange. Take a shower first!" Keysha answered lazily.
Zayyan nodded, but his gaze was distracted by the enormous grocery bag on the sofa. Zayyan scrunched his forehead in confusion.
"Darling, who's this?" Zayyan asked inquisitively.
"I dong. I just got home shopping. I used a credit card from you, baby. I'm saturated. Instead of in the hospital continues, mending I hang out in the mall is not shopping that I like? Kasian credit card all this time I winain," Keysha smiled flirtatiously.
Zayyan was shocked by his wife's words. Because Keysha is not a woman who likes to shop with items that are not important. Especially to spend time in the mall. Zayyan felt that there was something strange about Keysha's attitude.
"Look baby, I bought a diamond ring! It costs 200 million. Beautiful right?" Keysha showed off the ring he had just bought.
Degs....
Suddenly Zayyan was misbehaving. The man remembered buying a diamond ring for Shella in Japan.
"And take a look at this limited edition Hermes bag! It costs 1 M. This is the wife of Sultan Andara! Ah my dear ones, I love you guys so much!!" Keysha hugged the Hermes bag affectionately.
"Honey, you don't shop for bags too often for billions like that. Although it's a credit card with unlimited editions, but I have to pay for it. Don't let the bill weigh on my company's finances!" Timpal Zayyan slowly, he was afraid to offend Keysha.
"What a delicacy you are, baby! The husband's sustenance is the wife's sustenance. The more the husband makes his wife happy the more dilapidated his provision. Yes different again if the provision for actors," Keysha quipped in a cynical tone.
"What do you mean, baby?" Zayyan looks flabbergasted. He was like a fool in front of Keysha. However, Keysha enjoyed the expression on her husband's face.
"I mean, a lot of husbands out there stingy same wife, but abis-out the same actor. Don't you do that, honey? You are different from other men, so I choose you."
"It's up to you, baby. I'll go to the room first. Oh yes there are gifts for you. You open it yourself! I take a shower first" said Zayyan, to whom Keysha answered with a nod of his head.
After Zayyan died, Keysha opened her husband's suitcase. Yes, I undressed Zayyan's dirty clothes, her hands nimbly opened the pockets of her husband's shirt and there were some notes in her pocket.
"Diamond ring purchases, branded bag purchases, clothes purchases, and apartment purchases! Hm it looks like the woman****** that I can't underestimate" Keysha spoke to herself. While his hand was busy reading the scattered notes and took them.
Zayyan laid his body on the bed. Keysha's different behavior so affected his mind. However, the feeling of rage instantly disappeared when he remembered Shella. He remembered how last night they struggled in the same blanket all night. Zayyan was not bored with Shella. Shella always satisfied him well. But what made him wonder was how shella could be in bed, but she was the first to touch the woman.
***
Shella came to the management where she worked as a model, she opened the door of her superior's workspace. Looks like a middle-aged man with a stocky body.
"Darling, you came at last!" Said a man named Pram.
"Sir Pram?" Shella smiled a little
"Please enter! What do you need to do here? Do you want to extend our cooperation contract?" Pram smiled flirtatiously.
"No, Sir. I came here not to renew my contract with the management. I resign," Shella replied with a hoot.
"resigning? But what's the reason? You're our flagship model, baby. Think again dong!" Persuading Pram while smiling shows one of his teeth coated with gold.
"My life is well established, sir. My determination is unanimous to resign. And here's my resignation from management," Shella held out the paper of the contract he had agreed to, and also his resignation.
Pram whining. Then he smiled grinning. His gaze intimidated Shella. "Don't be arrogant, Shella! Without me, you are nothing!"
"Subby father. But I won't change my decision" Shella insisted.
Staring at Shella's body from top to bottom, her lips were drawn into a mocking smile. "Yes go ahead! There are a lot of new models that I would hire. While you? Look in front of him! I make sure you're going to be trash. I'm also tired of your body" Pram laughed mockingly. He lit a cigarette and smoked it.
"Don't tell me about it again!" Threaten Shella with rage. Without waiting for an answer from Pram, Shella immediately left the stocky man with a bent face.
"Bad brat of that old man! It's a good thing I didn't ask Zayyan to go, "Shella's mind is restless.