The Temptation of the Actor
Assume It Never Happened

Zayyan held his head that felt swirling. The man tried to focus his vision. Zayyan didn't recognize the room he was in.

"Where am I?" Zayyan muttered while massaging his temple. He still did not realize that his body was in a state of innocence.

Zayyan turned his head and saw a woman still asleep with a warm blanket.

"Keysha?" Zayyan tried to guess. His vision was still a little blurry.

Shella who had just woke up and pretended to sleep also pulled out the hair that covered her ayu face.

"Zayyan, are you awake?" Shella's voice sounded hoarse. He was trying to get up from his current position.

"Shella?" Zayyan rubbed his eyes to see what he saw.

"Shell, what's going on?" Zayyan's eyes were round and reddened. He felt electricity flowed millions of watts to see Shella in the same bed with him.

"Zayyan, don't you remember?" Shella had a sad face.

"What's going on, Shell? Why am I here? And what have we done?" Zayyan removed the blanket and found his body without a thread.

"Let's say it quickly, Shell!" Zayyan looked impatient. He wanted Shella to immediately tell him what had happened.

Shella's head is down. Slowly tears dripped from her beautiful eyes.

"Shell, don't cry!" Zayyan looked at Shella's face.

"Our night" Shella's voice restrained. His lips seemed to tremble. Shella bit her nails that she had just treated at a famous beauty salon.

"What night?" Zayyan's voice was rising.

"What was last night?" Zayyan looked at Shella's face in shock.

"Yes, we slept together last night. You were drunk at the club. I brought you here, because I was worried that something bad happened to you. But you even meant me to make-" Shella hung up her words. He closed his lips with his hands. Tears are getting down her cheeks.

"Oh my god!" Zayyan grabbed her hair in frustration. Keysha's face flashed in his mind.

"I betrayed you, Key!" Zayyan's getting no better.

"You take my hero*n," Shella covered her face and sobbed.

Zayyan closed his eyes and rubbed his face.

"We do that all night?" Zayyan.

Shella nodded as she continued to cry.

"Shell, please give me some privacy first," Zayyan hinted that she would wear her clothes.

Shella understands. He turned his back on Zayyan. Zayyan picked up his clothes that were strewn on the floor. He looked at Shella who was on her back. A moment later his memory appeared as he took Shella's chastity. Shella stood with a blanket stuck to her body. Then he took her clothes and took her to the bathroom.

"I have to how? I made a very big mistake ! If Keysha finds out, she'll leave me, "her eyes are already soaked in tears. He never thought he could make this fatal mistake. His eyes also caught a red stain on the bed sheet.

"He's still holy!" Zayyan continued to stare at the bloodstains.

"Armghhhh!!!" Zayyan punched the wall. He really felt like a bad guy. Zayyan tried to calm himself down. He walked and sat on the sofa in the room.

Meanwhile, Shella smiled triumphantly. The first step to get Zayyan is already done. After getting dressed, Shella rolled her hair. He wanted Zayyan to see his fierceness last night around his neck. Slowly, Shella opened the door. He saw Zayyan sitting languidly on the sofa beside the bed. Shella immediately changed her face.

"Zayyan?" Call Shella with a weak face.

Chief Zayyan puffed up. She saw that Shella's neck was full of red marks. The regret in his heart grew. He regrets betraying Keysha and regrets ruining Shella.

"Shell, I'm sorry! This should never have happened. But, you know, I already have a wife. I don't want my wife to know" Zayyan stood right in front of Shella's face. Zayyan gave a look of supplication in his eyes.

"Zayyan, I get it. I'll never tell anyone let alone your wife. I can't possibly destroy my best friend's household" Shella smiled as sincerely as possible.

"But I've taken something very valuable from you, Shell. I'll pay for it. I'll give you 20% of my company, Shell. No offence! I didn't mean to demean you. I'm just-" Zayyan's trying to give you some understanding. He wants to get away from Shella. Zayyan doesn't want his household destroyed.

"But I don't want your money. I won't try to ask for anything either, Zayyan. About chastity. You don't have to worry. Anyway I'm bored at the taunts because it's still P," Shella laughed. Zayyan looked at him with regret.

"Shell, I'm really sorry!" Zayyan felt sorry for the woman before him.

"I'll keep it as secret as much as possible, Zayyan. Don't worry, ok! Assume nothing happened, "Shella patted Zayyan on the shoulder.

"Shell, how about-"

"I'm going to the pharmacy and buy contrast medicine*psi. I'm not gonna get pregnant" Shella cut quick.

Zayyan was able to breathe a little. Shella was not what she feared. Zayyan was afraid that Shella would hold her accountable. But it didn't happen. Shella was even heartened to close the secret between them.

"Shell, you are indeed my friend," Zayyan could faintly smile.

"Please say nothing happened, Zayyan! Consider that night never existed" Shella reaffirmed.

"Zayyan, who wants 20%? If I could take you from your wife, everything you have would be mine. I'll play as pretty and neat as possible."

*****

Keysha is cooking in the kitchen. His heart was so messy and messed up. Zayyan cursed at him and he didn't come home all night. Keysha wiped away the tears that were soaking her cheeks. Keysha took the salt and sprinkled it in the dishes he made. Today the beautiful doctor is cooking chicken and eggplant wuku.

"The smell is less powerful!" Keysha took a few more pieces of basil leaves and put them in a frying pan.

As Keysha re-inserted some materials, suddenly a pair of stocky hands coiled around his waist.

"Darling?" Call someone who Keysha already knows his voice.

Keysha is not flinching. She still felt bad about her husband's attitude that did not come home.

"Key?" Zayyan sipped in his wife's hair and kissed her gently.

Keysha did not answer. As Keysha was already a character, if he was angry, Keysha would choose silence and not answer anything. Keysha chose that way so that no useless word slid from her lips that could be regretted later on.

"Don't let me gini dong, Key!" Zayyan. The guilt is so deep.

"Key?" Zayyan was still trying to persuade Keysha.

"I'm sorry I didn't come home last night, Key! I'm afraid of emotions and choose to stay in the office" Zayyan said and lied.

"Aku janji tidak akan mabuk lagi," Zayyan menempelkan dagunya di pundak Keysha.

Keysha inhaled the air deeply and exhaled it heavily.

"You take a shower, get changed, we'll meet you at the dinner table!" Keysha finally made a sound.

"That's dong!" Zayyan kissed Keysha's hair and ran away from the kitchen to change clothes.

Zayyan looked at himself in the mirror. He was afraid that the hot night with Shella left a mark that Keysha could see.

"It seems like I really forced Shella," Zayyan drew a conclusion. He saw no resistance from Shella.

"I'm sorry, Shell!" Zayyan closed his eyes.

Zayyan opened his eyes and then quickly changed clothes. He didn't want Keysha to wait too long.

"Sorry long!" Zayyan quickly sat down on the chair next to his wife.

"Yes. Here I cook," Keysha took the plate and filled Zayyan's plate with the rice and side dishes he had just cooked.

"It's celery?" Zayyan stared at the celery onion set on top of Keysha's cooking.

"Yes, it's celery. Oh yes, I cooked chicken and eggplant wuku," Keysha served water to her husband.

"Key, I don't like celery. You forgot?" Zayyan looked at Keysha in disbelief. Was it so busy that his wife forgot that Zayyan disliked onions so much?