Snared by Brother-in-laws Love's

After the marriage, Syima became an obedient wife in all things, but there was only one thing that Syima could not leave behind, which was work.

Syima is a secretary at a property company. Everything is the result of Syima's hard work while she was still unmarried. After marriage, she could not just leave her job.

Raihan, who was Syima's husband, does not want to force him to stop working because he knows it is his wife's dream.

"Dear, tomorrow I have work outside the city; please take care of the children," said Syima while taking the toast that had been provided on her plate.

"How many days, honey?" asked Raihan as he chewed on toast.

"Only 4 days, Dear... Syera; later, you will help your brother-in-law; don't go anywhere after back from campus while I'm not around," replied Syima, who did not forget to also advise Syera.

Syera, who had only been listening to the couple's chat, finally nodded.

Indeed, Syera already knew that, and finally, the older sister would ask him to help his brother-in-law. But Syera didn't mind because she realized that she was just a hitchhiker and had to help her sister.

Syera continued her breakfast. After the clock was almost 06:20 in the morning, Syera hurried to say goodbye and go to school.

The distance from the Syera campus is not far, and it only takes 10 minutes by motorbike to get to the campus. Syera is still in semester 4.

...

On the Syera campus.

Syera walked leisurely down the corridor that led him into his classroom. Syera is in the designer class, and she is also the goddess of the campus.

Syera has the appearance of a European girl. Perhaps because his grandmother was of native European descent.

"Syera!" the child-like voice echoed in the corridor space that Syera passed by.

Syera turned in the direction of the voice.

"Nora," said Syera slowly. Nora is one of Syera's friends from junior high school.

"Syera, I don't think you are in class today," said Nora after being close to Syera.

"Hmm, I have to take Nor; otherwise, my grades will be reduced and I will not pass the semester," replied Syera.

"Hehhh, unlike you at all," Nora quipped with a mocking face.

Arriving in the classroom, a male student sitting behind Syera seemed to be waiting for Syera's presence.

"Syera, my love, it's a pity that you have been away for a long time," said the man.

"Stop calling me like that, Aziz! It was really disgusting, and you managed to make me want to vomit my breakfast," said Syera with a face that wanted to vomit.

Aziz is a friend of Syera and Nora. Although Aziz actually has a heart for Syera, he is not ready to say how he feels, especially since Syera often makes a face that he doesn't like if he calls her with the word 'My Love'.

"It's just with you, Syera; what less do I have? It's handsome and kind too," said Aziz, praising himself.

"Please, guys! I also want to vomit and listen to it," said Nora, covering her mouth.

Aziz looked at the two girls in front of him with disgust and laziness. That was the habit of the two girls.

...

During this break, Raihan went out to eat with his friends. Raihan is a manager at an urn company. He has talent and art that make him quick to be appointed manager. Especially with his diploma certificate, he is a former student majoring in art.

After arriving near the restaurant they were going to, Raihan suddenly saw a woman he knew with a man heading towards the hotel opposite the restaurant where he was going to eat with his officemates.

'It's Syima,' Raihan thought.

"Eh, sorry guys, I just remembered something important that I have to take care of. You guys first," said Raihan, who then hurriedly wanted to leave.

"Mr. Rai, always, every time we are invited to eat, you often look for excuses; yes, you have gone to take care of it first, but we still wait at the restaurant; don't wait long," said one of Raihan's friends.

Raihan nodded and quickly stepped towards the opposite side of the road, silently following his wife Syima with the foreign man.

Raihan's heart was beating fast, and he felt hurt when he saw Syima carefully on the arm of a man she didn't know. But Raihan tried to be calm and not rash.

Raihan took out his mobile phone and made an outgoing call to Syima's number. It rang for a long time until finally Syima answered her phone call.

"Hello, Honey, it's been a long time since you picked up my call," said Raihan through a connected call while paying attention to Syima's movements.

"Hello Dear. I'm sorry, I have a meeting with my . boss, and I can't talk for long. Don't forget to eat," said Syima from the other side.

"Oh well," said Raihan, who had clenched his fists because, at this time, Syima was clearly deceiving him.

"See you at home, dear; I'll resume work first," Syima said again and then turned off her phone call.

Raihan put his phone back in his coat pocket. His eyes stared intently at Syima, and what hurt him the most was when the man kissed Syima's lips intensely.

'Damn, Syima is playing behind me!' said Raihan emotionally.

However, Raihan did not want to catch his wife openly because he did not want to embarrass her, whom he loved very much, in public.

'Is it possible because I freed him to work until he got lost like this?' thought Raihan again.

Raihan did not have the heart to let go of his wife because he loved Syima very much. Raihan will try to forgive his wife and will try to talk about work. Raihan is determined to bring Syima back to the right path.

Raihan returned to his office with a shaky step.

"No, all of this is not Syima's fault, but this is because he works as a secretary. Yes, I think so,' Raihan muttered to himself.

...

Dinner has been prepared by their housekeeper. At this time, Raihan was staring at the empty plate that he had not filled with food.

Raihan sighed deeply; it was obvious on his face that he had a problem.

'Syima hasn't come home yet; is she still with the man?' Raihan thought.

Syera, who had just finished playing the game, immediately entered the dining room. As usual, a lot of food was provided, but the difference was that this time no one had touched the food.

His two brothers's sons and their caregivers stared at Raihan in confusion.

"Ehem, brother, will you stare at the food until it can fly to your plate?" Syera cleared his throat and asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Err, sorry, you guys just eat first. I'll wait for Syima to come home," Raihan replied, and then immediately got out of his dining chair.

"So weird?" muttered Syera.

Syera just stared, a little confused, but he didn't want to take it to heart because it wasn't his business.

To be continued...