8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Lunch Delivery

The next day, the committee from the public relations division submitted the material that will be presented at the seminar which will be held tomorrow. Ajeng studied her carefully and was made very disappointed by the opinion that made her look like a petty and shallow woman who only views the emancipation of women as limited to freedom of election, which makes her look like a petty and shallow woman who only views women as the freedom to participate in elections, take care of the household and decide to work or not.

Not only that, they also provide notes so that Ajeng can manage the time according to the portion given as the last speaker after Ms. Sri Pangestu and Ms. Heni Cahyo. The allocated time is about fifty minutes with a division of each twenty minutes for both speakers who appear first and the rest for Ajeng.

Ajeng began to be intrigued by how they planned to trivialize him.

“Sisa time at the very end?! Ckckckck, it's so brazen that the subordinates in this city.” Gumam Ajeng looked at the details of the rundown of the event he received from the event section.

Ajeng walks towards the central garden of the town hall, where Wira plants and cares for her flowers. He then sat on a wooden chair between the sunflowers surrounding the red and white rose. Ajeng put the document giving sexy event to him earlier on the chair, then went around observing the arrangement of plants that look a bit strange because it is like deliberately in the layout alternating instead of grouped according to type or color.

The more around in the park, Ajeng became more curious. So he looked up at the park that was deliberately left open without a roof. Feeling that he would find something, Ajeng ran to Lanta two and saw the flower garden from above. And it turns out to be true, Wira deliberately arrange the plants to form the writing ‘Corang Sewu’ City Hall when viewed from above.

“Keren!” gumam Ajeng praised the beauty of the park.

“Sorry Bu Ajeng, already awaited in the seminar room.” An employee approached Ajeng and reported that preparations for the dress rehearsal were complete.

“Oh is all ready well?”

“Already, Bu.”

Ajeng put his phone back in and walked the employee to the multipurpose room where the seminar was held tomorrow.

When he arrived there, Ajeng saw Wira had just come out of the room after finishing a meeting with Abdi and several other employees. Manda and the other committee mothers also happened to just arrive there to do a clean gladi.

Seeing the situation, suddenly the idea came up to approach Wira.

“Newly finished meeting, Mas?” ask them when their distance is very close. He even tidied up the craters and sleeves of the work clothes of the Wira that looked tangled. Not only that, Ajeng was seen whispering something while smiling sweetly and Wira responded by ruffling Ajeng's hair shoots adorablely.

Suddenly the gossip mums who were there immediately felt the excitement of watching the thin sweet scene that made their hearts flowered.

Ajeng blinked one eye and Wira replied with a small nod while taking something out of her pants pocket and giving it to Ajeng. A sugus candy, a chewy fruit-flavored candy in the form of a small box that is twisted at both ends. Ajeng accepted it with pleasure and put the little candy in his mouth and chewed it. At first he felt the sensation of sour taste but then he started to enjoy and like it.

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The clean gladi begins, each person takes his or her own role and share. At that time Ajeng only realized that he had lost the manuscript of his seminar material. Ajeng ran back to the park but the papers were no longer there.

Ajeng went to the public relations room and asked for a copy of it to the officer who gave it earlier. But they said they didn't have a copy because it had just been typed and had not been duplicated. They also loudly refused to remake it on the grounds of busyness and time that had been very tight. Though there Ajeng saw with his own eyes a lot of staff who were actually relaxing and enjoying chatting while snacking.

Ajeng felt very upset that as the mayor's wife, she was not at all appreciated and respected by her subordinates. It felt like he met the human resources section and immediately proposed a massive restructuring of employees. But he knew very well that it would be not easy if he had to deal with the existing bureaucratic system. So just like the Hero, he prefers to save his energy for more useful things.

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“Bu Ajeng is back?” tanya Yuni who became one of the organizers, when she saw Ajeng enter the multipurpose room.

Instead of practicing as Ajeng imagined, they were busy enjoying lunch in the form of rice boxes that Wira had just sent. The committee member who greeted Ajeng had invited him to come in and sit in one of the chairs in front of him already had a box of rice, fruit juice, two bottles of mineral water and sugus candy. Ajeng smiled at the complete offerings that Wira had prepared for him. He then sent a text to Wira.

(Thank you for lunch. Next time add krupuk.)

The smiling hero read a short message from Ajeng. All this time he was the one who could not eat without crupuk, but it seems Ajeng has also started to get infected with his habit. And somehow, it made her feel very happy.

“Bu Ajeng earlier whispered Mr Wira asked to be sent this lunch?” ask one of the organizers to vent.

Ajeng shook his head while smiling. Earlier he just said that they were being noticed and the Hero immediately responded with his words. He even gave his best acting with a sweet scene in his hair which Ajeng believes successfully made the women who were there heartbroken.

Just look, the organizers and the performers that afternoon were almost all women were eating their rice boxes with a gloomy and upset face. Though usually they are most happy and excited if they get free consumption like that.

“Iya Ma'am, I was also curious as Bu Ajeng whispered earlier. To the extent that you directly send rice boxes this much here.” Another one.

“Romantis really well Mr Wali? Bu Ajeng is lucky to have a husband like Mr. Wali. Udah handsome, rich, romantic again.” Another one's right again.

“Times anyway?” timpal Ajeng with a smile.

“Tuh right, Bu Ajeng from earlier grinning. It looks like you are in love again. Duh, so you want to be romanticized as well...” added Yuni.

“You come here to hump what works?!” manda's reprimand suddenly came and interrupted their conversation.

All the employees who had talked to Ajeng immediately fled, returning to their respective positions.

“Please do not give bad influence to them! As a leader, you should set a good example so that they maintain good manners and ethics. Not even teaching them to gossip.” Manda's Complaints to Ajeng.

Ajeng casually drank his juice and said, “Bu Manda, gossiping it if behind the person. If the talking is in front of him, it's called sharing alias sharing. A good leader is one who likes to share.”

Ajeng returned to his position and left Manda still upset.

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