8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Roommate

Wira came back out after making sure Ajeng slept soundly that night. He then helps Dito clean up the remains of charcoal, fish and unused chunks of wood. Dito let the old roasting fire keep burning so that Wira does not get cold. Because he saw no sign that the man would soon return to his room again.

“Not sleeping, Sir?” ask Dito.

“Not yet.”

Finished cleaning everything up, Dito sat on an empty chair beside Wira while looking at the fireplace in the middle of the sea breeze that blew the fire and made him dance around here and there.

“Are you happy working in your new place?” tanya Wira opened the chat.

“Heem, at least better than being forced to record a marriage book without identity.”

The hero turned his head towards Dito and observed the face for a while. “What's your max?”

Dito smiled, “Bapak definitely does not remember me. I was the attendant who came and recorded your wedding book that day.”

Hero.

“It was the last task I had to complete before moving to public relations. And maybe one of the reasons why I'm in the public relations division now.”

The hero starts to slow down. But Dito immediately responded and realized it.

“But Mr. Wira is calm. I'm just an officer who carries out the orders of superiors. I am also not interested in other people's affairs.”

The hero was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Although he was not convinced that Dito really had no ulterior intentions and might harm him someday.

“Bu Ajeng looks better and happier than the first time I saw him.” Mumbled Dito. “Father must have treated him well.”

The hero nodded slowly. “I just gave him a chance and he made very good use of it.”

“I have heard rumors about the incident at the waterfall this morning from the residents and visitors who I happened to meet today.”

“Do they know who we are?”

Dito nodded doubtfully. “Not many say who Father is, maybe they don't know much about it. But the news of the affair was even heard and because Carang Sewu was not a big city, I was worried that the slanted news reached the office.”

“They won't be able to drop me with just such cheap news.” rebut Wira.

“Not about Father. But Bu Ajeng. He must not be involved in any scandal.”

The hero stared at Dito sharply with a flash of fire of anger in his eyes. Realizing that the Hero was still carried away by emotions due to the incident with Tegar, Dito hurriedly corrected.

“Because Bu Ajeng is the wife of the Father. People who will receive a lot of attention and criticism. As an ordinary person new to politics like Mr. I fear he will feel depressed.”

“I will take good care of my wife. So you don't have to worry about my wife.”

“Good Sir. I'm sorry. In that case, I'm sorry to enter first.”

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Due to too much contemplation and daydreaming, the Hero ended up falling asleep in the chair in front of the fireplace. The innkeeper's grandmother who happened to be about to close the door saw Wira still sitting outside. So he brought a blanket and covered it to the body of the Hero.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, Ajeng did not find the whereabouts of Wira. So he went out to look for Wira and finally found the man asleep while sitting in front of the still burning fireplace.

Ajeng sat on an empty chair left by Dito, observing the look on the face of Wira who was sleeping soundly. He went back to thinking about why he was still there after getting everything he wanted. The freedom, adventure and happiness he dreamed of.

Although not perfect, but Ajeng has been satisfied with everything he has been through lately. He could not imagine what would happen if on that day he did not meet a good man like Wira. Although it feels mysterious and cold, but the man always keeps his promise to Ajeng. He also never let Ajeng through the difficulties alone even though he may not know who Ajeng really is.

The hero squirmed as the cold air started to seep into his bones. And Ajeng pretended as if he had just arrived to look for the Hero.

“From everywhere to sleep here.”

“Why did you wake up again, Jeng? Need something?”

“Basic mental waiter!” ledek Ajeng's.

And it seems that Wira doesn't mind that nickname. Since his grandmother died, he has been used to being a slave. His father's slave, his ex-wife's slave and now a state slave.

“Come in! Here cold.” Take Ajeng.

“You go in first. I'll sleep in the lobby.”

“Mas, I know we're committed obedient people. But this is an emergency, no more beds left. It's no problem to share a room. Nothing will happen.”

“OK. Come log in!”

They entered and climbed the stairs to Ajeng's room. But when he was about to open the door of the room, suddenly the grandmother came and approached them while carrying a folding mattress, pillow and blanket.

“There is still an empty place here.” Said the grandmother to Wira while pointing at the empty space on the floor in front of Ajeng's room.

“Granny told me to sleep here?” tanya Wira could hardly believe it.

“Why? Afraid of catching a cold? Still young with disease.”

Ego Wira began to rise and he was ready to refute the grandmother's statement but Ajeng first prevented it, stood in front of him and blocked the body of the Hero with his body so that the grandmother could no longer intimidate the Hero.

“Thank you for the attention, Nek.” Ajeng said as he took a folding mattress, pillow and blanket from his grandmother's hand. “But he's my husband and we'll sleep together inside.”

Ajeng then left the grandmother and pushed the body of the Hero into the room while carrying all the tools given by the grandmother.

“Why the granny. Rich does not like me. From earlier look for mulu.” problem Gerrutu Wira is upset.

“Sssst!!!! Don't! Later rattling.” Ajeng intends to hand over all the items given by the grandmother to the Wira who has been sitting on the edge of the bed. But Ajeng accidentally stepped on the end of the blanket so that he slipped and fell into the lap of Wira with the position of the body facing towards Wira.

The two froze for a few seconds before Ajeng regained his senses and hurried away and climbed onto his bed. He covered his entire body with a blanket to hide the pounding of his heart that was about to explode. Her face warmed up again and her smile grew more beautiful.

So too with the hero. Her heart that had always been painful whenever she was close to another woman who made her remember Monica, suddenly felt happy and calm when she was near Ajeng. He also can not stop being stupid and always more concerned with Ajeng than work and himself when they do not know who the girl really is. But for him, Ajeng is a happiness that he no longer wants to let go.

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