Black Stain My Husband

Finicky

The arrival of Mr. Herman is not to work, but to see the development of the company. His growing old age it was time to take off the load and leave it to Aidin. Because, the man was the only hope after Darren decided to open his own business. 

"Well, what do you want to look around?" fresh Aidin. 

"By, it seems interesting too.'' Mr. Herman agreed. 

Hugging the sleeping Zea. Smell at her puffed cheeks and then get out of the room. 

Accompanied by Aidin and Richard, Mr. Herman continued to swing his feet down the office hallway, many employees who asked questions and also just talked to ask the news. 

"Don't want to work anymore, sir?" One of the employees teased Mr. Herman who seemed still excited. 

Mr. Herman responded with a small laugh. "It's time to be young, I'm too old." Laughter, self-conscious that he also needs full rest to maintain health. 

Return to continue his steps. See the employees who seem busy with their respective activities. Like before, they were always serious and never messed around. 

"Oh yeah, when did you get married?" Suddenly Mr. Herman's question made Richard pale. 

Married, even that word has never been tucked in the secretary's brain. All he thought about was work, not women. 

"Maybe next year, sir," replied Richard doubtfully. Aidin gave a small smile recalling Zahra's words, and would say clearly to Cherly about Richard's words he had just heard. 

It turned out that Richard already had a future wife, that was how he thought.

"Hope I can still come." 

Richard nodded, even though he did not have a wife who still looked calm had lied to Mr. Herman.

Just arriving on the ground floor, the phone in the pocket of Aidin's pants rang. He immediately reached out and picked up his phone after seeing the name of the wife. 

"What's up, honey?" A little bit away from Richard and Mr. Herman, afraid it was a private conversation. 

"Mom called, she said Cherly was told to go home." Zahra said what her mother said. 

Aidin looked at the clock that was coiling in his hand. There are some unfinished jobs as well. He looked at Richard who was talking to his father. 

"How about I tell Richard to deliver, papa still needs a friend" he replied later. 

''No papa, Mas. Let me talk to Mom. Anyway Cherly should go home." Zahra hung up her phone and called Delia again. 

After receiving approval from Delia, Zahra contacted Aidin again to deliver the news. 

Aidin called out to Richard who was standing next to Mr. Herman. 

"What's up, Mister?" Richard approached Aidin. 

"You're Cherly's anterin coming home, when you ask, just tell me I'm busy."

Cold sweat pours through the pores. Richard did not forget Delia's burly bodyguards. He also remembered the time Aidin came out of the house in a dying state. 

How is this, if I refuse to be sure Mr. Aidin is angry, but if I'm anterine. Ah bodo very, dead life in the hands of God. 

Richard resigned, no matter what happened he remained obedient to Aidin as his superior.

He returns upstairs to pick up Cherly, who is waiting for him. 

"We're leaving now?" ask Richard to make sure. 

Cherly nodded, she did not want to get angry at her mother for too long gone, while there were still some tasks that had not been done. 

Richard walked behind the young girl, like subordinates and superiors. Keep your distance so that there are no misunderstandings. 

Like this morning, Cherly chose to sit in the front seat. Ignoring Richard who had already opened the back door. 

"I like it up front, why can't I?" cherly protest. 

Sure, but if aunt Delia sees how?  I don't really know what to say.

Just grumbling inwardly, mana might dare to refute the words of Princess Cherly. 

Richard was silent, he would only talk when asked, the rest focused on the steering wheel in front of him.

"What kind of perfume do you wear?" Sniffing his nose on the secretary's arm. 

Why ask perfumes all the way? Did he smell my sweat, I haven't had a bath. 

Richard was getting all wrong. As an adult man and rarely hangs out with women, he is still awkward with Cherly's attitude. 

Forced Richard to call the brand of perfume that has been his favorite. 

"Do you want me to buy it?"

Suppose there was no sin, Richard cupped the girl's cheeks and kissed her lips. Too bad it's just wishful thinking that will never happen. 

How to cope with a chatty lips and a lot of questions? If anyone knows, please whisper me. 

"No, I have a lot of stock. Just raise money for you." Richard exhaled slowly. Holding back his heart rate running a marathon. Really, being alone with Cherly makes it hot cold. 

After nearly thirty minutes, Richard's car finally arrived in front of Delia's house. 

He immediately went down and opened the door for Cherly before the girl got off. 

"False, Brother. Enter yuk!" 

Without asking for permission, Cherly pulled Richard's hand and invited him in, even the man had not had time to close the door of his car and was forced to turn it over to Delia's bodyguard. 

"Mama.." cried Cherly from the vestibule. Put Richard in the living room. Then call her mother who wasn't there. 

"Ma, I'm home" she cried again, knocking on the door. 

Delia stared at Richard's back. "Dianterin who?" tanya Delia investigated. 

"Sister Richard, there was this father of Aidin's in the office, so he couldn't help me." 

Delia manggut-manggut mengerti. Sebab, Zahra sudah memberi tahu, hanya saja tidak mengatakan kalau Richard lah yang mengantarkan pulang. 

Approaching Richard and sitting in front of the man. 

"So–shore, Auntie," Richard greeted nervously. Several times he had met Delia, but this was his first time dealing with the woman in person. 

"Sore, thank you for bringing Cherly home." Replying kindly, and it was never tucked into Richard's mind. 

Uh, Aunt Delia thanks me. 

A little in disbelief, which he knew the woman in front of him was sniffling and not interacting with just anyone, but he was wrong. There is a side of hospitality behind it all. 

Cherly who was sitting next to Delia could only smile sweetly at the good looks on Richard's face up close. His heart continued to praise the sharp nose that is not much different from Aidin.

"Grandfather, Aunt." I'll go home first" said Richard. 

Almost standing up, a waiter came with a drink until the man broke his intention. 

"Drink first, brother. You must be thirsty!" have Cherly slide the mango juice in front of Richard. 

Delia mute. He caught something happening to both of them. If Richard looks stiff, his daughter looks radiant