Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
37.Fikri (No Focus)
Casanova Apartment. At 22:00 p.m. North Jakarta.
It just rained down hard out there. Thankfully, I arrived at Afrah's airport before it rained a few hours ago.
I checked the clock on my wrist. The clock shows at 22:00 p.m. Right now I'm in my study with my mind in a state of turmoil.
A few minutes ago the personal assistant I worked with at the office reported that my broadcasting company was in trouble.
I'm figuring it out. Apparently the cause is one part of the video editor in an action film that is being aired during the day does not cut the scene of violence.
I didn't think it out. What did he do at work to the point that he forgot to do it? The problem is more complicated because it can have an impact on existing investors.
With focus I contacted the director of the film distudio. I don't care if it's not working hours. Then I heard the door open. Without even looking I knew who had come into my work space.
The fragrance that was so soft felt so much in my smell. I'm trying to focus. I'm trying to get in touch with that manager who hasn't received my calls since. Oh my God, just piss him off.
"Bag.."
I'm stunned. Suddenly Afrah hugged my body from behind. And again, the charm of Afrah is so strong with the aroma of her body that is so fragrant.
Unexpectedly the palm of Afrah touched the soft chest of my midsection. I'm getting nervous.
"Yes?"
"It's night." whispered Afrah in my ear. "Not sleeping?"
"Em, you go first." I try to ignore it. I walked to my chair and sat down. I opened my laptop to look busy.
"Afrah can't sleep if Mas doesn't sleep."
"I'm sorry Afrah. I busy. My company is having problems. I'll catch up with you in the room."
There was no response from Afrah. Only silence between us. The laptop is also running well. I started typing the password as access to open my laptoku screen. But typing my fingers on the keyboard stopped. And again, Afrah hugged me from behind. He hugged my neck.
"Would you make warm tea?" whispered Afrah with her voice slowly in my ears.
"Ah or a cup of hot chocolate?"
I'm trying to focus. Afrah's palms have gone everywhere and now touch my arms while rubbing them.
Honestly speaking. I'm not focused. Oh my God, my wife is really good at teasing me.
"Mass?"
"Huh?"
"Kok quiet?"
I'm throats. "Em yes. Just make it."
"Tea or chocolate?"
"I want milk."
"Yes husband?"
I came back in shock. Afrah kissed me on the cheek with a gentle kiss.
"What kind of milk?"
In my heart I feel sad. I'm stupid why do I sound ambiguous?
I just want to put my head on the table right now. Then I try to be patient. I have a lot of courage in my heart.
I finally gave up. I stood up and kissed her forehead. "Make Tea." I told him and then looked back.
I don't want to stare for long at her being so beautiful tonight in her thin nightgown.
Afrah smile. God, why did God make her so beautiful? My faith is tempted to touch it right now. Ah but no. He's Reva. Not Afrah.
"Yes Mas. Afrah makein."
And Afrah breezed away. After the door closed. I sat back in my chair holding my heart beating.
The shadow of the figure of Afrah that is so alluring back imagined. I wagged my shirt.
"Why is it suddenly so hot?"
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I sat down and looked straight at Rezki. It just so happened that he was my new personal assistant in the office and replaced the late Faisal's father who used to work with me.
"Then this is how investors will leave us sir and we will have a big loss" Rezki said seriously
"Where's that manager part? Since yesterday I called him but he didn't respond to me." I said annoyed.
"This Sir. He can't be connected because he's sick."
"illness?"
"Yes sir."
I'm just trying to hold on to patience. This is called negligence at work. He should be able to monitor the performance of video shooting so that the images of violence do not occur.
Since last night's incident, everything has gone awry. The KPI has issued a strong reprimand on my broadcast station.
Not only that, some of the advertisers one by one attracted their investment in my company. Even the public was worried about minors with the spectacle of violent Action scenes that aired in the heart.
Astaghfirullah, why are they asking during the day?
"Make an appointment with him tomorrow. But if his condition improves, I'd like to see you today."
"Okay Sir. I will arrange it well. Excuse um. Asalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
Rezki has left me alone. I feel like my neck ties are so tight. I finally loosened it up a bit and rolled up my long-sleeved shirt to my side.
I switched to sitting in my chair. I closed both my eyes. The extremely beautiful shadow of Afrah subconsciously made me smile faintly. Why do I suddenly miss him.
I checked my wrist watch. The break time arrived. Without wasting any more time I called Afrah. It didn't take long for the call to finally connect.
"Hello Asalamualaikum?"
I smiled thinly. Her voice was beautiful in my ears.
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. What's your darling again?"
"Em, Afrah's sweating."
I frowned. "sweat? Mean you?"
"Afrah is again exercising on Mas's treadmill. To healthy. Uh a minute Mas. Don't close it yet. Suddenly, how hot is it? Afrah wants to change clothes first. If Mas wants to go home for lunch, Afrah's in the room."
I was silent at his words just now. Just two successful words made me lose focus again.
Sweaty.
Change shirt.
Without many words I turned off this call because suddenly the shadow of the undressed Afrah loomed in my brain. I leaned my back against my work chair while kneeling my dizzy forehead.
It seems better tonight I just stay in my office room overtime.
Yep. That's better.
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