
Alexa enters the house with a shunt step. Today he came home rather quickly because he wanted to rest a lot at home. He left Azlan who was your mistress Mr. Sharif.
Alexa threw the body onto the sofa, then grabbed the phone and squeezed the sophisticated object, swiping the photo in the gallery. Look at the photos with Azlan who has been uploaded to Instagram. There are a lot of styles that he shows to social media, a variety of actions, and the majority gets comments flooding in.
Alexa's thumb movement stopped when she found a picture of her eating noodles with Azlan, noodles still dangling between her mouth and the plate with both eyes looking at each other. He smiled then posted the photo to instagram with the caption tandem on the dining table more cool.
Ting.
Some comments come in after the photo is uploaded. Alexa laughed reading the comments. The majority praised the harmony and harmony between Alexa and Azlan, the minority blasphemed by emphasizing Alexa who used to be a figure of drug addicts, dugem hobbies, his world is not good. That good women are not made for bad men. Most people do not know Azlan, they are of the view that Azlan is a man who is as good as Alexa. His marriage to Azlan was followed by news of Azlan and Kikan.
The thing is, fans versus hetters even fight over Alexa until the comments on each account can reach thousands. Oh gosh.
However, the romance and harmony between Alexa and Azlan became a fan attraction that made them praise and pride in both, especially on Azlan who is considered able to be a good priest for Alexa.
Alexa doesn't know if her posts make other women feel hurt. Mekka was stunned and speechless to see a notification showing Alexa's posts. Alexa does not even know if her account is followed by other women who also love her husband, none other than Mecca. Makka feels cornered every time she sees a post that Alexa uploads to social media. Azlan's smile and joy with Alexa became a reason for her to feel hurt. I don't know when he'll be able to escape Azlan's shadow. The man had completely broken the spirit of his life.
Alexa stood up from her position sitting on the sofa, she breezed towards the kitchen, but her steps stopped when she heard the voice of someone talking. He turned towards the door of Arga's room which he crossed. The door was closed, but he heard enough Arga's voice who was talking to no one.
“Fifti. Lo fifty, I'm fifty. As we have planned, we have to do our duty. Mr. Joan's room is on the second floor, you can enter by the side after passing the balcony floor.” Arga's voice sounded somewhat whispering. “Mr Joan just took hundreds of millions from the bank, chances are she put it in a safe. I'm sure he'll use the money to pay cash for something. This is our golden opportunity. Jnagan until he was found out. Beware!”
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