ACCIDEN IN LOVE
Episode 23

Zafian saw Afita confused as to what to say, then immediately approached.

"We were just making out for Bun" Zafian replied unreservedly, prompting Afita to give a warning through the look in his eyes.

"You're why, we're married, that's normal, isn't it Bun?" Zafian continued and the mother just smiled.

"Defamation!" Afit warns Zafian to return.

Anita just chuckled, "Yes already, you can continue, Mother will go to the rest room because it's night, greetings from Mommy Reyna to you"

"Waalkum salam "sahut both together.

Plaque.

"Aww!, sick Af, what the fuck are you?"

"You really don't know how to be ashamed of Zaf, you don't have to say that either!" Afita said she was angry at her husband's actions.

"Ck, than you are confused so, it is better to be honest, after all Mother must also know"

"Can't you know?" sahut Afita's.

"Look at your disheveled appearance" Zafian replied.

Afita immediately turned to check himself, and really felt embarrassed when he realized the condition of the clothes and also the hijab that had been shriveled.

"Defamation!" His screams are getting upset.

"I'm here, no need to shout" said Zafian felt amused himself by what his wife did.

"Basic, don't get close to me anymore, watch out!" Afita said threateningly as if full of revenge and anger.

Instead of being afraid, Zafian laughed at his wife's expression, while Afita, who was getting annoyed, immediately darted away by slamming the door of Zafian's office quite hard.

The night was getting late, both of them remained in one bed even though there had been a fierce quarrel, such as the previous nights, while sleeping with his wife, Zafian always felt a warm air that always enveloped his body, and it makes his sleep very comfortable until the morning.

**

A trip to work involves some discussion between the two.

"Later we'll leave at seven in the evening, before you can get ready, do I need to call MUA for you?" Ask Zafian.

"No need Zaf, for the wedding I'm used to dressing myself up"

"Related?"

"Indeed what it should be like, most importantly it looks fresh and neat, it's enough"

"Hem, you are also very beautiful" said Zafian.

Afita fell silent, undeniably her heart was very happy when compliments came out of her own husband, even though she was used to listening to it from others.

"So you think I'm pretty?" Afita asked, asking.

Zafian turned his head, feeling the question asked by his wife felt strange.

"Somebody say you're ugly?" Ask Zafian back.

"Ish, the habit, do not answer questions with questions, not polite" Afita said, making Zafian chuckle.

Moments of silence, the conversation does not continue when Afita gets a call from his phone, Rona looks happy from Afita's face, making Zafian wonder who has contacted Afita.

"Who?" Zafian asked after Afita closed the phone.

"Gov"

"Male?" Ask Zafian silly.

"There's a woman named Evan?"

"Ck, who's Evan?"

"Later you'll know for yourself"

"Why do you have to, can you explain now?" Zafian interrupted.

"Now that I have arrived at my workplace, later tonight you will also know, we will meet at the wedding of your ex-lover Eliza" said Afita immediately down and say goodbye.

A few minutes later Zafian had arrived at his workplace, this time Cintia had come to welcome, Karen indeed Zafian came rather late.

"Tumben sir Zafian is a little afternoon?" Ask Cintia.

"Hem, and from today I'll come a little afternoon"

"Why, is there a problem sir?"

"No, I have to take my wife first to her workplace"

"I'm the one who asked for it, you better take care of your words"

"Oh, I see, sorry sir"

Zafian fell silent, concentrated on all the archives that were already on his desk, looked at them one by one and then gave them back to Cintia for revision and immediate processing if they were correct.

Cintia smiled as usual, always being sweet to Zafian, offering what she wanted, as usual Zafian ordered his favorite drink to be enjoyed while working.

"Sorry Mr. Zafian, the company also got an invitation to Mr. Bimo Trihatmodjo's wedding, do I also have to come as usual?" Ask Cintia.

"Of course"

"What time are we going with you, sir?" Ask Cintia with her pede.

"I'll leave at seven in the evening, with my wife, we'll come from my Mansion, you want to come with us?" Zafian's question made Cintia surprised.

"Sorry sir, I don't know if you will come with your wife, then I'd better come alone, meet there sir" said Cintia.

"Hem, okay"

Cintia immediately came out, while Zafian continued his work back, not wanting to come home late and pick up Afita.

The afternoon finally came, Zafian immediately rushed out of work to catch up with Afita. After the Magrib prayer service, Afita immediately restrained himself to prepare for the party that will be attended together with the husband.

Zafian was still worried in his heart, unlike the woman who always long in decorating herself, Zafian doubted whether maybe Afita could quickly do everything himself, up to seven kuran ten minutes, he said, found Afita out of the dressing room.

Glug.

Zafian and Anita were very surprised by what she saw at this time, the figure of a very beautiful and graceful woman, natural makeup was very fitting on her face, impressed beautiful, firm and authoritative.

"Subhanallah, very beautiful Mother's child" said Anita while circling Afita who was smiling to see what the Mother did.

"Lumayan, let's go" said Zafian had provided his arm to be held.

"Ck, all right?" Ask Afita while stepping.

"Beautiful, very Beautiful" said Zafian next.

Afita who heard that immediately sparkled happily, his smile expanding making the Mansion guards and drivers drugged to the point of not blinking staring at him.

"Condition your eyes, or I'll fire right now!" Shouting Zafian made everyone immediately disperse the line doing their respective duties.

"You're that, you're so mean, you son of a bitch!" Sahut Afita who is now sitting next to Zafian is in the car.

"Other times if you go out alone, do not give yourself, if necessary do not use anything"

"Slowly what does that mean?" Tempting Afita intentionally.

"Dear!"

"Hahaha, yes, I know, just get angry" Afita replied.

The car drove on the streets at a leisurely pace, and unhurried, until, as expected, it reached the party venue at seven o'clock, twenty minutes or so, the two immediately descended on the courtyard of the luxurious building that had been prepared.

Afita graciously pushed her husband's wheelchair, walked in with a smile adorning her lips, the arrival of the two attracted the attention of the invited guests, all gasping for good looks and the beauty of the two couples who were walking in.

"Am I overreacting?" Afita asked unkindly.

Zafian just smiled, sometimes so clueless with his wife who always did not realize how beautiful and attractive she was, even though covered by clothes that did not show her aura.

"You actually seem very simple on their appeal, but the aura of beauty of the descendants of the Nugraha family can not be denied" Zafian replied making Afita glare at his eyes.

"Don't carry my surname, remember your vow to keep all that Zaf a secret"

"Yes, I know, they won't hear what I'm saying either" Zafian replied.

Both of them have got the desired place, some invited guests have approached and greeted them both, the party is very lively, Zafian and Afita are the center of attention and feel a little uncomfortable, he said, until then Afita asked Zafian to go up to the bride stage to congratulate her.

"You" said Zafian.

"If you don't come, I'll go home alone" Afita threatened.

Finally the two headed to the safety place, Afita faithfully pushed Zafian's chair, apparently not as scary as Zafian's shadow, when he was close to Eliza he just felt ordinary.

Zafian congratulated and shook Eliza's hand, as did Afita, who congratulated her on her wedding.

Zafian breathed a sigh of relief, now on his way back to his place with Afita but suddenly, the screams of a young man with a very handsome and handsome face made Zafian tighten his jaw.

"Sweety!" The man's screams spread out his arms, receiving a very warm welcome and hug from Afita.

Zafian's eyes widened in disbelief, eager to attract Afita and kick the man who dared to hug his possessive wife.

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