Sensational Husband
Sixty Four
After Alexa, Joan looked at Azlan. “What between you and Alexa is there a relationship?”
Azlan stared back at his boss. He felt there was something different from the question of Mr. Joan. It seems that Mr. Joan is suspicious. Azlan did not know if Mr. Joan would be angry if his suspicions were true, or vice versa.
“Our relationship is only limited to boss and bodyguard,” explained Azlan firmly.
Mr. Joan stared at Azlan intensely. It's like he's judging values.
“Remember Azlan, Alexa is my only daughter. I entrusted you to look after him. With a bodyguard in his care, I hope he'll always be okay. He was asked by a man and he refused. Until now, the man was like feeling hurt and did not stop chasing Alexa. You have to keep Alexa from it.”
Azlan nodded. He understood, meaning Mr. Joan is Leo. “Why did Alexa reject the man?”
“Not just Alexa, I also rejected it.”
“Is he not the criteria of daughter-in-law you expect?” I don't know why Azlan was even interested in discussing it.
“He's a bad guy. Alexa does not need a life companion like her.”
“Then what kind of life companion do you want for your daughter?”
Ah, Azlan kepo.
Mr. Joan smiled faintly. “The obvious ones are not like me.” Mr. Joan sipped mineral water. “Let's bring Alexa to the office! I leave first!” Mr. Joan got up after wiping around the mouth with a tissue and throwing away tissue carelessly. The strong and handsome man walked away.
Azlan was still quietly fixated, he had not even had time to nod his head and the boss was gone. He finished breakfast by sipping the milk served by Weni.
“You're still here?” asked Azlan who saw Weni still standing by his side after putting down a glass of milk.
Weni smiled sipu. “Can I talk something?”
Azlan frowned in surprise seeing Weni who spoke timidly.
“That's a lot, something's dirty in Mas Azlan's shirt.” Weni stuck out her hand rubbing Azlan's shoulder, trying to throw away the object attached to the man's shirt.
“Still, Wen.” Azlan immediately sauntered away towards the terrace. He waited for his body there. Before long he smelled a fragrant aroma and he turned to the source of the aroma, it turns out Alexa has appeared.
The girl was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and long jeans.
Well-favoured.
Azlan shook his head for a while realizing that his heart had praised the beauty of Alexa's face that every inch of it really looked beautiful.
“Can I ask for help?” Alexa looked at Azlan.
“Yes. What?”
“Tighten my shirt strap behind this.” Alexa lightly collected her long hair that was stretched to the side, on one shoulder until Azlan saw the rope that waved on the girl's back that was plain because the back shirt was slightly open.
Azlan took a breath. Oh my God, temptation again. Should he be constantly faced with this case with the girl who tested his faith? Huuh, where is his faith strong? If this continues, Azlan can be very happy, O Allah.
Azlan approached Alexa and tied the clothes.
“E eeh... geez, how are you? How come my neck was strangled with gini?” Alexa moved away from Azlan's hand and turned her head, looking at the man intently.
“Sorry.” Azlan who had been tying the rope without staring at the part of the cloth tied, suddenly he stared at Alexa.
“What makudmu? Want to make me a pocong, right? It's a looped rope around my neck, don't be so tight.”
TB