My Second Husband is a CEO
Episode 27's

The night was late, but until now the eyes of Syifa were still wide open. His mind is mixed now.

Now he again bears the status as a wife, making the clear liquid continues to wet his smooth cheeks. Now what he has to do, this marriage is not at all Syifa wants, even the word married Syifa has been throwing away since he divorced Alfin.

The story of her household with Alfin used to cause the deepest trauma in her life. Not because of Alfin's treatment but the treatment of his mother-in-law that makes Syifa a little afraid to undergo a household hick. He thought that all the in-laws in this world would never be kind to a daughter-in-law.

"Why must it happen to me again" the woman muttered, her palm again removing the clear liquid that was still dripping.

"If I had gone straight home despite the heavy rain, maybe this wouldn't have happened"

Taking a deep breath, as he felt his chest growing tight. Even such a spacious living room was not enough to make Syifa breathe a sigh of relief. He then stroked the part of his chest that felt sore.

"You haven't slept ?" the barinton sound of someone making Syifa look, he looked at Varo who was standing right behind the sofa he was sitting on.

"I'm not sleepy yet" Syifa replied, her head lowered as she looked at the face of the man who was already her husband legally.

Varo walked and then sat on the sofa, in fact the man was also unable to sleep due to forced marriage done by the residents.

"If you can't sleep here, go to room !" varo said, since then he told Syifa to sleep in the room only, but Syifa refused and remained stubborn to sleep on the living room sofa.

"I'm just here, because I have to go home in the morning"

Varo's eyebrows raised, inexplicably his heart felt dislike if Syifa said she was going to leave.he realized that the woman had become his wife, and that meant he had to take care of Syifa.

"Live in this apartment ! and don't go back to boarding again"

"Can't mas, I'll still go back to boarding anyways I want to continue my education"

"You're still in college ?" ..

Syifa nodded her head slowly, that was Syifa's dream so far, to be able to graduate college and boast of both parents. He wants to make amends for the mistakes he made.

"What college ?" Varo asked the question again.

"At University X" Syifa replied.

"Oh"

They married without love, Varo still clearly remembers how Syifa continued to refuse when the citizens wanted them to marry. Even women are afraid when they hear the word marriage.

I don't know what causes Varo not yet understand, but Varo promises himself to find out about the life of Syifa, the woman he stopped a few hours ago.

"Are you really not going to sleep in the room ?" again Varo asked, staring at the beautiful face of Syifa who was swollen because she was always crying.

Again and again Syifa shook her head, she felt she had no right to sleep in Varo's room. Syifa knows that Varo married her because of a forced marriage.

"Yes I want to rest, tomorrow I have to work" Varo left Syifa without waiting for an answer.

Syifa looked at the departure of the husband, could not be denied that he was so amazed by Varo, a handsome man and also rich.

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Early in the morning after hearing the voice of the adhan that was mutually simple Syifa had gone to leave the apartment. Before opening the main door Syifa glanced at the door of Varo's room that was still closed, maybe the one with the room still slept soundly.

There was a sense of parting and having the man turn him on this morning, Syifa really did not want to continue this forced marriage. But that intention he paused because he did not want to disturb Varo, later when he met again.

Syifa slowly opened the door and then closed it again after he came out. Syifa went straight to the elevator and pressed the number one or the most carry floor.

"Mas Varo is a rich man, I'm sure his parents wouldn't agree if I were the man's wife. I don't want past events to reoccur" Syifa muttered as she waited for the elevator to stop.

After the elevator stopped and the door opened Syifa immediately came out of the building. Lucky not far from the apartment he saw the taxi driver, although he knew the cost would be very expensive but Syifa had to do it, because he wanted to get to the boarding house soon.

"Where'd Neng go ?" ask the man wearing the leather jacket.

"How much C is it ?" Syifa asked before riding the bike.

"Because it's still morning I give you a cheap price only Neng, 15 thousand only"

Syifa's eyes sparkled, grateful that the taxi driver was only asking for a cheap fee. Though Syifa knew the distance from this apartment to the boarding quite far, last night he saw on google map.