The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 24 - My Wife

"Come on, you're prettier if you're crying really sincerely."

"Badjerk!! Watch your talk!! Don't do anything, Syila!! Let go of me, badjedan .. Don't fuck my wife, Sean."

Syila who panicked and had no other choice was forced to follow Sean's will. He was afraid, even though they were twins, but did not rule out the possibility of murder could happen.

He wiped his tears, started kneeling and it was really Zean hated. Regretting he did not pursue martial arts as deep as Sean, now he was made paralyzed and failed to keep his wife. "Syila don't do it, stop!!" zean snapped with great difficulty as it seemed that Sean was completely at home with the torture he was doing.

"Good girl, I like obedient women."

"Jjajat!! Papa help me!!" zean shouted really almost lost his way, he again looked weak and it was successful to make Sean broke down.

To hell with Zean's anger, even though she did not allow Syila to obey the wishes of a man who has exactly the same face as her husband. It's just, there's no gentleness at all there. Silent tongue Shila he forced to speak and plead in his way, the man now looked flat and waited for Syila to beg as she wished.

"Please_"

Brugh

Not finished Syila said, the sound of the punch again sounded so loud. Thankfully, Yudha came even though it was almost too late. Yudha immediately divorced two brothers who were equally crazy, a moment ago Syila contacted him and asked to return to the cemetery immediately. Really, he didn't expect Sean would come back and almost make Zean go bad.

"Any shiitt!! You're rocking, huh?!"

Sean who got an impromptu attack on the back of Yudha could not avoid it at all and now he was trying to endure the pain. The folding knife he had prepared to scare Zean bounced right in front of Syila.

Not wanting the woman to be a threat, Sean approached her with quick steps and Zean yelled for Syila to stay away. However, his legs that may be sprained will not be able to dodge as quickly.

Sean didn't mean to hurt anyone. Absolutely not, his hand was trying to grab the folding knife, while his eyes were fixed on the beautiful neutrality of a woman before him. Just a moment, because after that Sean went to stand up and chose to return to the tomb of Ibra to tidy up the land that he had broken.

The rain still continued to drench the earth, but they had no intention of leaving at all. Zean looked at Sean so grudgingly, there was a longing as well as anger coming together in his mind.

The man's back trembled, sending him back crying and seemingly a little sane this time. Just as Zean waited, the man moved on and was about to pass.

"Where are you_ going?"

"It's none of your business" Sean replied as Zean asked at a distance not so far away.

"Back, Sean ... Papa's getting sick, don't you feel sorry?"

Sean did not answer, but from the look of his eyes did not show Sean will go home anytime soon. The man looked at Zean flatly, then Syila who was standing by his side.

Syila was completely confused, just a moment ago they had a fight even almost lost their lives. Now, their conversation sounds warm even though it is not so real.

"Mama misses you."

Zean didn't answer Sean's words just now, he was just trying to get Sean home. Mikhail really missed him, Zean was sure of that. Although the man really chose as if he did not care and let go of Sean after choosing to leave the Megantara family, but Zean was sure in Mikhail's mind missed Sean.

"Take it for you, I don't need it, Zean."

"Sean, don't you have a heart until you leave us years without news .. I beg you, go home."

It didn't matter even though Mikhail didn't say his wish at all. However, Mikhail often looked at pictures of Sean in solitude, meaning he still always remembered his wayward son.

"Hm, give him to me if you want me to go home," he said, glancing at Syila and it made the woman swish, somehow this man was really terrible in his eyes.

"Then don't go home for the rest of your life" Zean replied briefly, he was very upset to hear Sean's words that turned out to be the same as before. Yes, abstain from seeing the clear and all must enter into the prison of his heart.

"Yes, as you want."

Sean passed by later, in a black shirt so dirty from fighting and digging up Ibra's grave. However, just a few steps Sean stopped and turned to look at Zean.

"Oh yeah, one more .. Don't ever tell anyone we met this afternoon, assume I never showed up in front of you, Zean." It was Sean's message before he completely disappeared.

A quite dramatic and painful encounter, Syila looked at Zean's broken-looking lips, the corner of her lips was bleeding and some wounds on her face were also present. Thinking too much about Zean, he even forgot that there was currently a question mark filled Yudha in his mind.

"Whatever you know about me and Shila, just be quiet and keep it in your heart, Yudha .. I know your eyes are not blind, and your ears still hear clearly. What you're thinking isn't wrong, Syila is my wife."

Yudha was silent when she heard Zean's confession. Naturally he felt strange with Syila who called him earlier, now the feeling paid off because Zean answered it himself.

"Syila's boss's wife? God, why does my heart suddenly hurt to hear it."

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