Being My Husband's Mistress

CHAPTER 12

HAPPY READING

Nadhif arrived at his office after a thirty-minute journey. The shirt and suit she was wearing had changed to a new one. It was not difficult for Nadhif to ask his men to buy new shirts and suits.

With his decisive step, Nadhif walked into the office.

Ting

The elevator rang, Nadhif reached the thirty-fifth floor and immediately entered the only room on the floor.

"Welcome, sir," said Mark welcoming Nadhif's arrival.

Nadhif nodded. "Follow me in, Mark," said Nadhif firmly followed by Mark.

"Stop the search, Mark," Nadhif said as they were inside Nadhif's room.

Nadhif stood in front of a translucent glass that looked at the city's extremely dense atmosphere. Mark was standing behind Nadhif's desk.

"You mean, sir?" ask Mark to make sure again.

"Stop looking for the girl" Nadhif repeated.

"But Mr-"

"Stop, Mark!" cut Nadhif firmly.

"Can I know why, sir?" mark asked in a voice as cold as Nadhif.

"I found a replacement" Nadhif recalled Mira.

"But shouldn't we make sure the woman's fate is good, sir? Don't just attach importance to your satisfaction, sir," asked Mark again. He knows what happened to his master. So Mark doesn't want Nadhif to regret it later.

Nadhif. He rubbed his hair back and sighed softly. "I always pray that he is always okay, Mark," replied Nadhif quietly.

Praying? You've always committed adultery, sir. Inner Mark cursed to hear the words of Nadhif who was very confident that his prayers alone could save a person's life.

"Don't curse, Mark," Nadhif said leisurely as he walked to sit in his chair.

Mark fluttered and scratched his non-itchy nape. "I'll keep looking for him, sir," Mark said confidently.

"It will be in vain, Mark," Nadhif said as he opened one of the files on his desk.

"Nothing will be in vain, sir. Believe me, ruining people's lives is a sin of all sins, sir. Do not let all this have an impact on your life later," Mark said giving advice to Nadhif.

Nadhif was silent to Mark's words. Right, since the events of the last four know, women are Nadhif's daily game to distract his mind.

"But it's been four years, Mark," said Nadhif.

"Everything will percum"

"Nothing's for nothing, sir," cut Mark quick.

Nadhif raised his head to stop his activities from signing the paper.

"What do you mean?" tanya Nadhif is serious.

"I found a clue, sir."

Nadhif looked at Mark. "You're serious?" tanya Nadhif looked at Mark seriously.

Mark was convinced. "State Diamond School. He used to go to school in Berlian Negeri, sir," Mark told Nadhif.

"Diamond Country? Our school?" ask Nadhif. The school is one of his schools.

"You got the biodegrad?" ask Nadhif again.

Mark shook. "I'll go further later, sir. For now, that's all I can say. Because I have to make sure of something, sir," Mark continued inwardly at the end of his sentence.

Nadhif nodded. "Tell me about every piece of information you get" said Nadhif, who posted a smile on Mark's lips.

Mark nodded confidently in answering Nadhif's words. After that, he continued to recite Nadhif's activities today.

Mark shook. "From lunchtime to commute home, you don't have anything scheduled, sir. It's just that you have an appointment for dinner with our business colleagues from Malaysia" Mark told Nadhif.

Nadhif nodded his head. His lips smiled at the plan that had suddenly appeared before him.

"This time I'll go with someone, Mark. You don't have to accompany me. Just tell me the place and the time" said Nadhif convinced.

"Good, Sir. I will confirm it again" replied Mark obediently.

"Then you can come out, Mark," said Nadhif, who was immediately signed by Mark.

After Mark's departure, a big smile rose on Nadhif's lips. The shadow he was going to take Mira crossed clearly in his mind. When he remembered something, Nadhif took out his phone and contacted someone.

"Hello, Mami Flora," Nadhif said as his call connected.

"..."

"Give me Mira's phone number" Nadhif said without further ado.

"..."

"Alright," said Nadhif and cut off his phone.

Ting.

The sound of the phone signifies the incoming message from Nadhif's phone. The corner of Nadhif's lips was raised looking at the mobile number sent by Mami Flora. Yes, Nadhif asked Mira's mobile number to Mami Flora He wanted to immediately interact with the woman he had claimed as his.

Nadhif's stupid, isn't he? Wasting unregarded diamonds in his home and choosing to give heart to his lustful woman. Despite the truth, the woman was his own wife. But unfortunate fate Una, she must be loved as a bedmate and not as a wife.

.....

Elsewhere, precisely in a hospital hallway, Una was sitting anxiously waiting for the Doctor out of the ER room.

"Hanum must endure, son," said Una with teary eyes.

As he was having breakfast with Hanum, suddenly the boy had a cough accompanied by blood. Not only that, the red viscous liquid also came out of Hanum's nose.

Thirty minutes, the Doctor's out of the ER.

"How's my son, Doctor?" the young mother asked in a hurry when she saw the doctor.

The doctor opened his mask and sighed softly. "Did Hanum not take his regular medication, Una?" the doctor looked at Una. The doctor had known Una and Hanum, because the young man who had been dealing with Hanum disease.

Una swallowed his saliva. He was wrong, at that time he only bought drugs at the pharmacy to relieve a little pain his son, but did not continue the drugs that had been recommended by the Doctor.

"Sorry, Doctor," said Una regretfully.

The doctor breathed slowly. He already considered Hanum as his own grandson. Since Doctor Rizal was half a century old, he considered Una his own son.

"Let me give Hanum the medicine, Una. I've considered him as my own grandson" said Dr. Rizal.

Una. "Don't Doctor, Una has the money. And do not force Una," said Una asserted to Doctor Rizal. Instead of being arrogant or resisting, Una felt she could still strive for Hanum's recovery. Hanum is his responsibility, he is not willing to give that to others.

Doctor Rizal sighed resignedly. "alright. But if you have any trouble, don't forget to call me. And one more, Una," said the doctor stopped his words briefly.

"Hanum should be treated for a few days until the condition is a little better" continued Dr. Rizal.

.....

Hanum is now in the treatment room. Una constantly stroked Ma's soft hair. His hands did work stroking Hanum's hair, but his gaze was empty somewhere.

When he was excited by his daydream. Una's phone, which was full of buttons, sounded to indicate a message coming in.

At seven o'clock tonight get ready. You're going out with me.

~Nadhif

Una smiled softly. In fact this was the first message Nadhif sent for him. "If being*******you I can be loved, then I will, sir. I'll turn your usual sins into rewards, sir," muttered Una grudgingly.

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