Bella's husband

I'm looking for a back seat so I can play computer. Bella sat next to me while putting the hot coffee cup in front of her and opened the laptop.

"Bell, I am really upset with you at the moment. I am really angry because you are not being honest with me. Are you married?" I'm reaching out to my best friend who has been hiding her marriage all along. It is really hurt me deep down with all her actions.

"It's complicated, Ras. The marriage is in hurry and everything happens in a flash moment. Even though I am a married woman, yet we still leave separately and do our daily life. Wait, what is my husband doing in here?" she immediately sat a little sag from her chair. She tries to hide from someone who just entered the auditorium.

"what are you doing by hiding like this? Are you trying to get another target and forget about your status as someone else wife?" I am reminding her when she seems to forget about her status and keep going about her flirting. Bella is really beautiful and exotic for many Australian or foreign man tries to coax her.

"My husband that is my husband following the Korean style handsome man. No wonder, his phone can not be reached last night" sHe tried to hide using his laptop screen.

"Which one, bell? Is the fat guy with the batik shirt [Indonesian traditional wax pattern clothes]" I tried to filter a group of people who had just entered the auditorium room.

"is something wrong with your brain? Do you leave your brain somewhere or your head is empty. How can I marry people the same age as my father? If my parent tries to make me an old hag man then I will disown my parent and run away into this country" she terrorized my head and continued to speak, "the blue suit was walking in front of his boss."

"Oh. His face is also Cute and handsome. he's a good boy I heard as not the same as your reputation who like to change boyfriend as fast as changing clothes, "I criss her.

Which caught my attention, it was a handsome young man walking behind Bella's husband. The man with the hair of a Korean actor who is flaky and neat adorns his handsome face. He is wearing a collarless white shirt with blue pants with pencil cutouts.

"Ras, Don't drool to watch my husband boss. I love you full to the moon," my best friend tried to wipe my lips that I did not realize widely paying attention to his good looks.

"He's your husband boss? I think he's just a friend or work friend of your husband. Oh my God, why you have become so envious?" I still stared at the true good looks of a man sitting with an important line of people in the front row of the auditorium.

"Remember of your boyfriend who is being loyal to you in Jakarta!," he reminded me about Kris as my loyal boyfriend, I am always proud in front of him. Only this time, I followed the course of the lecture without the slightest glance at the news about k-drama. I feel sedated by his good looks that I can say is the equivalent of one of my favourite Korean handsome actors. Entrepreneurs class has ended and this time we as Indonesian students in Sydney are required to attend a suave event. Bella and I remained seated on the auditorium bench waiting for the auditorium's exit to be relaxed.