Betrayal on the First Night

Meeting the Owner of the Company

Dew stared at his reflection in the mirror intently. He has not finished dressing up, but Aby has been ready since 30 minutes ago. 

“Why the hell, Which?” The greeting made Dew turn his head towards the door where her husband had just appeared. Aby immediately followed to the room, because the Dew never finished dressing up. 

“This, Mas. I look weird, huh?” she said as she turned her body in front of the makeup table mirror. 

“Whatever what? No, kok.” 

“My stomach is fat, Mas. So any shirt I wear looks weird.” 

Aby chuckled at the grunts of his wife. He approached and hugged her from behind. Then wrap both hands into the stomach of the Dew that now looks increasingly enlarged.

“The name is also pregnant, dear. Reasonable, kok.” 

“But I feel weird.” 

“Ngak, Darling. You are beautiful under any circumstances.”

The small praise managed to carve a smile on the lips of Dewun. Ah, lately Aby is very good at making her heart flowery. Not only because of his attention, Aby also feels very sweet and does not hesitate to show how much he loves his wife. 

“Udah, yuk. Departure.” While glancing at the circular watch on the wrist. Time has shown seven o'clock.

“I'm sure I'm wearing this shirt?” tanyanya wanted to make sure once again.

“Yakin, Darling. Beautiful!” Aby commented a bitter smile. This time he will praise as high as the stars in space. Because if the Dew changes dresses again, it means Aby also has to change her shirt. Because tonight they're gonna wear matching clothes.

Just for information, Aby had previously changed clothes three times because Dewun was not sure of the color of the clothes he was wearing. 

“Ya already, this is aja.” Once again the Dew rotated its body in front of the mirror. The navy's blue color is enough to disguise the size of her stomach. 

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Aby took his wife to enter the hotel building where the event took place. The atmosphere looked very crowded that night. Guests filled the building. 

“Many yes, Mas,” whispered Dew as she glanced right and left, with her hands coiled around her husband's arms. It was like he was looking for someone he might know among the guests.

“He-em. I think it's crowded because the founder of the company is coming tonight. Last year was also crowded, but not as crowded as this.” 

"The owner of the company you work for is mysterious yes, Mas."

"Yes. He said he didn't like the business world very much. So the company was handed over to Mr. Beny, then after Mr. Beny retired to be replaced with Pak Desta."

Sometimes Aby is seen greeting each other with some other staff who happen to cross paths. Some of them were surprised, because they came by holding Dewun, a student who had interned at the office.

"It's not the same Mr. Aby is the Dew, is it? Who's been an intern, right? Who was once told the same Mr. Andre," whispered one of the female staff.

"Yes, I think it's a Dew. But I think she's pregnant again, huh? Wouldn't her marriage be the same as Mr. Aby?" The others whispered back.

"Maybe too. But it was cousin."

On the other hand, the Dew further tightened his hand grip. He was a little uneasy after realizing some old staff were glancing at him. While Aby instead looks very relaxed and put on a cool attitude as usual.

Of course, some people are amazed, because the status of his marriage with Aby was indeed kept secret when Dew apprenticeship in the company.

"Honey, we're sitting there, yuk!" Aby picked a table in the middle. He pulled a chair for his wife. "Want to eat something? I'll get it."

"Later on, Mas. I'll wait for Vania. Who knows if Lord brought Vania here."

"Oh ...."

The chat had to stop with the presence of Mr. Desta who suddenly greeted.

“You've come, By?” 

“Eh, yes, Sir.” 

The man smiled kindly at Aby and Dewun. “Then let's meet the founder of May-Day. I just happened to say hello."

"Good, sir." Aby stood up from the chair, then reached out to Dewun.

"Oh yeah, he said he already knows you well, huh? I just found out, loh,” said Mr. Desta. 

Aby looked at the CEO of her company with thin wrinkles on both eyebrows. “But I have never met you, sir. I also don't know who he is.” 

“Times anyway?” said the man was astonished. “But he said he's met you a lot.” 

Aby glanced at the Dew questioningly. However, even Dew looks just as confused.

“I'm here, Mas. You go there.” 

“You were left alone here. Come on, it's okay,” said Aby.

"But, Mas ...."

"Udah, Honey. Its nothing. Don't care about the people who see you."

Although a little timid, Dew eventually followed her husband's wishes. They walked towards the center of the building where a crowd could be seen. However, the crowd immediately dispersed when they saw Mr. Desta approaching. 

“Hey, Mr. Desta. Long time no see.” The middle-aged man who is said to be the founder of May-Day welcomed with a hug. 

“Iya, Sir. Last year,” reply Pak Desta. “Oh yes, this is Abymanyu Fahreza, the head of the production division which at that time I recommended to the Father for promotion up the post.” 

When the May-Day owner welcomed with a friendly smile, Aby and Dewun were even glued to the spot. Both of them could hardly believe seeing who was in front of him right now. 

“Loh, Om?” sapa Dewun's. Still can't believe that the owner of the company where her husband works turns out to be Doctor Allan, her old neighbor as well as God's father. 

Just like Dew, Aby was lost for words. The doctor who handled the Dewun during this time turned out to be the owner of the place where he worked. 

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