My Supermodel Husband

My Supermodel Husband
In The Same Place


After last night getting a photo of him and Kafa circulating on the internet, Flo went to the place where the photo came from. Where else if not from the man she met a week ago to edit her and Kafa's photos. Only that person is the suspect.


“Is it because I paid five hundred thousand so I don't wear clothes at all?” Flo grumbled all the way. Feeling very upset when he found his photo without any clothes at all. “Try me to pay five million, I will wear clothes.” Flo grabbed her hair in annoyance.


Flo arrives in front of an ancient shophouse - where the man works. Sharpen his gaze, he saw the shophouse looking lonely. Though here there is a motorbike parked in front of the shophouse. But now there is no more.


Pressing the bell, Flo waited for the man inside to open the door. Flo pressed the bell several times, but unfortunately no one opened the door. Returning his body, he looked up. His gaze fell on the window on the second floor. The lights look dark. As he remembered, the other day the second floor lamp was on.


“Where is he?”


“This is the rukonya?”


The sound of bass that sounded made Flo turn his head immediately. How surprised Flo was when he saw Kafa in the same place as him. Not wanting Kafa to see her, Flo turns to leave the shop, not until Kafa recognizes her. Flo lowered her head so that Kafa could not see her face.


Kafa looked at the shophouse that became the point where the photo was first uploaded. Eventually Kafa found the place. Now just look for the culprit.


“Iya, said our people here,” Gala replied.


When looking at the shophouse, there seemed to be no one there. It looks like a place so quiet. Kafa who saw a girl just walked past him. “Hai,” call Kafa.


Flo stopped immediately. His feelings were so palpitating, afraid that Kafa would recognize his face. Want to run, but he was sure, if it would make Kafa even suspicious. “Iya, Sir,” answered without turning his head.


“Do you know the owner of this shop?” tanyakanya.


“No, Sir.” Flo continued his steps.


Kafa is suspicious of the woman who just left. Not wasting any time, he was chasing. Clutching Flo's hand, he made Flo stop. “Do not try to lie to me,” Kafa said.


Die me. If he sees my face, he'll throw me where my face is. Moreover, she must have seen my innocent body. I'm sure it's not my body.


“I really don't know, Sir. I am here only collect the rice debt that the owner of this shophouse ate.” That's the reason Flo used it.


“Nation?” Kafa's forehead was deeply wrinkled, accompanied by his narrowed eyes.


“You should ask for payment first just give him food. Like eating fast food.” The chat became long as Kafa continued to answer and did not let go of Flo.


“If I pay first, they run away, sir.”


This time Kafa grew even more. It felt strange to answer the woman whose arm was still gripped by it. “Why is that?”


“Yes, if it is charged after a meal and it turns out to be expensive, they have no choice but to pay. Because the food has reached the stomach, sir. Impossible too, they will spit it out.” Flo really didn't understand why he answered like that.


Kafa only shook his head when he heard the woman's answer. “Oh ...,” he said as he slowly removed his hand.


Finding himself free, Flo soon prepares again to leave. However, just when Flo had just swung a single step, Kafa's hand pulled him back. Make turn. Flo's hair was wagging like a shampoo commercial. Showing his face clearly. If maybe at that time there was music, maybe it would be like the Korean drama that Flo usually sees.


Finding Flo's face, Kafa recognized that face. “You!”


Die, Flo!


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