Cute Girl Beloved Playboy

Eps. 111. Symptoms of Ngidam Reno

Reno stepped into the office, when he was about to approach where his employees who had stood neatly, because seeing his arrival, suddenly nausea occurred. His stomach feels like it's being stirred. Someone wants to get out of his throat.

The smell of perfume that people wear there, very piercing to his sense of smell, making him dizzy and nauseous instantly. Mr. Reno covered his nose and mouth with one hand, and walked quickly away from them. Doesn't care about everything.

When he arrived at his room, Mr. Reno immediately spread his head very dizzy. When we got here, everything was fine.

"Excuse me sir" said Indra, assistant and secretary to Mr. Reno in the office.

"What's wrong?"

"There is a file that you have to sign, and all I tell you, you have a meeting schedule at 2 o'clock" said Indra, walking closer to Pak Revano.

"Good father, all right?"

"Hmm, I have to sign the man—" Mr. Reno's words were cut off, when again the nausea occurred due to the smell of Indra perfume. But now it's out. Mr. Reno immediately stood up to the toilet in his room, spewing out who was about to come out. Indra himself lives dumbstruck, with his boss.

"Sick father?" Indra slowly approached, but was immediately prevented by Mr. Reno.

"Don't come any closer, the smell of your perfume makes me nauseous. You all wear what perfume, anyway? Why does it sting so much." Indra was just dumbfounded, the feeling he did not change perfume, yesterday-yesterday his boss fine-fine alone with the smell. Lha now?

"I don't change perfume, sir. The smell is okay too" said Indra, while smelling the smell of perfume on her shirt.

"But why does it smell —" Again Mr. Reno spewed out his entrails. Indra got all wrong, wanted to get closer to help his boss, even more made him vomit. Stay silent too .. I don't know.

"I'll call the doctor, sir?"

"No need" said Mr. Reno, then cleaned his mouth and vomit marks in the sink.

"Is it better?"

"A little bit, you get out. If you want to stay here for a long time, you change the perfume there," remove Mr. Reno. Indra gulped his saliva, hey the perfume was expensive. As good as he was, his boss told him to change perfume. Not wanting to replace her precious perfume bajibun, Indra opted out. He will take back the file, if it has been signed by Mr. Reno.

Once the enemy, everyone who enters, must end up in the omeli with the smell of perfume they wear. And well, Indra was the target of the question they all asked.

Indra reopened the door of her boss room, and carefully stepped in. Don't forget the distance, about ten steps he's standing, from where Mr. Reno is.

"Serious father won't call, doctor?" Looking at the appearance of his boss, who had already collapsed. The tie is out of place, and the hair is a little messy.

"Call my wife" said Mr. Reno.

"But I don't have a nomorny, sir," Indra said.

"Pake my hp." Indra walked closer, just wanted to take it, Mr. Reno was standing again back into the wc.

"Still sak—"

"Don't come any closer I said, just call my wife!" jikak pak Reno's. Without answering, Indra went straight into the phone app, and looked for contacts that had names written ... 'My Wife.'

Without waiting any longer, Indra immediately shifted the name of Ara's contact.

The Ara campus.

While Ara who is still in class, who is filled with Gino sir, was shocked by the shakes from his phone. With strength, Ara permits out. Mr. Gino initially forbade, but after Ara came forward and showed him who had called, Gino nodded.

Ara left the classroom, and picked up the phone.

"Assalamualaikum, why Mas?"

"Waalaikumsalam, um like this Ms ...."

"Who is this?"

"Oh, I'm Indra Bu. His assistant Mr. Reno," said Indra, with a somewhat nervous tone mixed in panic.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Why?"

"Look ... sir the boss seems sick, from earlier vomiting," said Indra.

"Vomiting?"

"Yes Mom. Can you come here, right? You see, the boss does not want to be called a doctor, he wants Mother," said Indra. Ara seemed to think, how to ask permission with the killer lecturer?

"Okay, I'm going there. I'm matiin first, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, will I pick up Mom?"

"No, I brought a car. Yes, I am dead."

"Yes, Mom."

Ara again stepped into the classroom, Risa Tania, and Mr. Gino looked at her with a question mark. Because it's impossible for Reno to call during class time, here's how.

"I'm sorry sir, I have permission to go home" said Ara.

"What's wrong?"

"My family is sick" said Ara with a face pleading, so as not to be interrogated.

"Whose pain is it?"

Blame it if Ara throws Mr. Gino with his book now? "My family, sir. Sorry sir, I'm clearance now. It's urgent" said ARA, and tidied up the book and took the bag. Ignoring the questioning gazes and the strange gazes, all of them.

"Lo why, Ra ?Who's sick?" ask Tania.

"Sir husband," whispered Ara, and passed away leaving the classroom and headed for the elevator.

Arriving at the parking lot, Ara immediately entered her car and took her off campus. Defending the streets, heading for Mr. Revano's office. Although he had never been there, but of course he knew the way.

Arriving there, Ara parked her car, and stepped on her legs for the first time in her husband's office.

Ara headed for the reception desk, to inquire about Mr. Revano's room.

"Where's ma‐pak Vano's room, Ma'am?" tanya Ara, who almost mentioned 'mas', but nothing at all.

"Whose grandfather?" ask the receptionist, whose name is Nadia. Worse he called Ara 'adek', adek oi.

"I'm his friend" said Ara, who again almost slipped.

"Are there any promises?"

In the heart of Ara nagging, want to meet her own husband what needs to make an appointment, right? But Ara's healthy mind tries to be patient, it's her own fault that never wants to come along. Every time you get called here, here's what it is.

"Not yet, but I was told to come here."

The receptionist examines Ara's appearance, from her shoes to her face. "But sorry, Deck. Can't meet if I haven't made an appointment, and again I see Mr. Vano is not well," said the receptionist, still trying to be polite.

"Well, that's it. I'm here to see what's going on, ma'am, my God." Aramenarik his breath in, so as not to make a riot. The thing is she's so worried about her husband now, my God.

"But Deck, can't if you haven't made an appointment."

"It's not a promise, ma'am. But I was told to go straight with Mr. Reno, make it come here!"

"Don't make me angry, Dek! I know, a lot of women are just this mode!"

For what? Ara in guess want mode? Want to meet your own husband in kira, modus? Hello, this is Ara bell Sofyani Renanta the legal wife of Reno Bara Fernandez both in the eyes of law and religion.

Ara wants to say it directly now, but later it is thought people are not sane, continue to be called 'the security guard. And being kicked out, uhh embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, but I'm serious. Not mode," said Ara with a smile made, as calm as possible.

There was also a female employee who came, with a skirt above the knee that was very pinched. The shirt whose cleavage is almost visible, the lips are menor. Staring at Ara with his haughty look.

"Why Nad?" ask the woman to the receptionist.

"This, he said he wanted to see the boss. There was no appointment, he kept saying .. Mr. Reno told him to come," said the receptionist, looking at Ara with a mocking look.

"Sniff, this?"

For God's sake, Ara's emotions were already on the edge. It was modus, now it is called the son of snot.

What the hell?!

"Indeed I was told to come here, same Reno sir!"

"Don't digaur, Dek! There's no way Mr. Reno sent you here, is it Ge?" ask the receptionist, to the woman. What is not important is that Ara knows her name, which she clearly has dubbed her 'Female lacking caress, or the menor.'

"Yes, at most he is the same as the women who often come. How much money do you want, huh? Still a kid with two eyes!" spray women's clothes lacking that material.

Without waiting for long, Ara immediately pulled out her phone, opened whatsapp application, and pressed 'call vidio.' Looking at them both sharply. Without waiting for long, his call had already been lifted.

Ara rounded her eyes, her husband's appearance was very messy. "Where are you, baby?" ask Mr. Reno with a hoarse voice. Don't forget, the sound is already Ara speaker. "It has arrived, but Mas's employees forbid Ara from going up to Mas's room!" said Ara with great emphasis, by pressing the words 'mas' and 'employees'.

"Who?" Ara smiled triumphantly, pointing the rear camera at her phone, at the two employees who were speechless.

"They, and the worse ... I'm in katain moduslah, snot, boy, is it Ara kayak?" Ara pulled out her flagship weapon, the eye that wanted to cry.

While there, Mr. Reno immediately went to pick up Ara . Ignoring his dizziness and nausea. Reya herself? Don't ask, he must be smiling wickedly. That was the result if it was against an Ara.

No need to wait long, Mr. Reno has come. With the appearance said. His tie was in the right place, his shirt was covered with a suit, only his hair was a bit messy. Followed Indra behind him.

Even so, he must keep the image in front of the employees. Ekhem, but a little correction nih .. actually Indra who told or proposed to tidy up the appearance, if Mr. Reno anyway. But luckily Indra told me, it was.

"Sorry sir, I don't know. I guess he lied. Sorry once again sir" said Nadia, the receptionist. While the lipstick woman menor, stiff silence.

"Who are you saying, just now?!" Very Cold and flat, Mr. Reno asked with a flat face.

"In-he sir," pointed Nadia to Ara.

"You know who he is?!" They both shakes. Even all employees are silent, regardless of the work that piles up.

"All of you should know, she ... my wife!" said Mr. Reno loudly, and brought Ara to leave everything.

Indra himself, just standing staring at them with a mocking smile. I don't know what that guy was thinking.

"Look, right? Wife! He's his wife, Mr. Reno," said Indra by pressing the word 'wife.'

"Lawed wife?" ask the lady with the lipstick menor, just now.

Indra stared in disbelief, hey what kind of man does he think his boss is? "Wife is legitimate, in the eyes of law and religion! What do you think wife is? Sirih?!" Then Indra too, went by leaving everything behind.

After Indra, everyone gathered to talk about the topic. Some don't believe it, like the lady. Some are bodo very, some are crying crocodiles, and others.

In Reno's Room

"You're not in anything, are you?" reno asked worriedly, sitting Ara on his lap.

Let's just say, look for opportunities in narrowness.

"Should it be Ara, all right? Indra said, Mas was vomiting," said Ara, facing his face with Reno's face.

"So much nausea, vomiting mulu. It's the smell of their perfume, it stings" Reno said, laying his head on Ara's shoulders.

"Why is that? How much does Ara perfume smell?"

"You're different, fragrant. I like it," he said, while inhaling the smell of perfume attached to Ara's clothes and skin..

Ara chuckled, there was only her husband. The feeling there was nothing wrong with the smell of their perfume all, alright. What is her husband's troubled sense of smell?

"Seriously, you smell different."

"Yes, so how ... Do you want to go home or stay in the office?"

"Here alone, there is still a lot of work that has not been completed" said Mr. Reno.

"Basic of workaholism, it's sick still want to work," said Ara

"People don't get sick just nausea," elak Reno, closing his eyes.

"Same aja. But why can you get nauseous right away? The feeling of home, Mas all right" said Ara, holding Reno's cheek and forehead.

"I don't know, right into the office, they all stink. Make it nauseous." Mr. Reno took off Aradari's hand on his cheek, and again buried his face in Ara's neck. And do not forget, his hands are here and there in the shirt Ara wears.

"His hands are, uh!" Ara smacked her husband's hand, telling him to stop his mischievous hand.

"Before, dear," muttered Mr. Reno.

"Some one will come in."

"The door is the key."

"Please don't be a pervert!"

"The same wife herself" he said, still with the action. Ara clucked, her husband is very, very stubborn at times like this.

The Campus

"Tan, wait. Do you want to, the same way I will?" ask Thiar, while aligning his steps with Tania.

"What time?"

"Go back to college."

"Can I wait in the parking lot later. I'll go first. Bye."

"Bay, I'm waiting!" Thiar cheered inwardly, and smiled.

"God, what a smile it looks like. Want to go on a date?" chirp Zaki, who is already beside Thiar.

"Such a gthat. Doain yes, I hope I succeed" Thiar said.

"But don't give a whim, bro. If he says yes, it means 'yes'. But if he says no, don't force it" Zaki said.

"Relax, I always remember your words."

As Thiar said earlier, now they are both going to the game. In the midst of the storm of visitors, Thiar took a deep breath.

"Tan."

"Why?"

"Gue is serious, has no intention of fooling you. Love is the same, it's been a long time. But I never dared to go forward, I was afraid of being rejected, and I ended up being childish. Now I know what true love means. Maybe this is too crisp ... I love you, you want me to trust to be your partner? So lo's girlfriend?"

"Gue still needs time, Yar."

Tania is not a typical insensitive woman, she is very sensitive about her situation with Thiar. He knows Thiar keeps the taste, more than a friend with him. But now he needs time, entrusting his heart with Thiar or someone else.

"Gue wait. And all you need to know, Tan. I love you the same. Whatever your answer will be, I will accept it. So ... don't hesitate to nyampein," Thiar said, patting Tania on the shoulder, with a warm smile.

"Thanks." -."

"No problem. Yeah, you wanna get some ice cream, right?"

"Can."

In Reno's office

"Mas, Ara why do you eat rujak?"

"You?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let's go buy it, all of us go home," Reno said, tidying up the paper and the map on her desk, putting it in her office bag. Then put the suit back on.

"Well, is it okay?"

"If it's near you, it's fine."

"Did, dreadlocks!"

"Emm, a little dreadful is just a little honest," Reno said, making Arat impervious to the flickering of her kidneys, uh her husband.

They got out and took the elevator. Up below, they exited the elevator with Reno directly closing her nose. Ara shook her head with her husband's behavior, even though the smell was not as stinging as she said.

"Are you going home, sir?" ask a financial manager, who happened to be passing by them.

Reno nodded, without breathing a hand from her nose. "Still nauseous, sir?" tanyanya, because she also had a chance to scold with the boss.

Reno nodded back. "We are deluan yes, sir," said Ara, and was taken back.

They passed the employees, just walking around. Only occasionally did Ara give a smile, in response to their greeting. To be somewhat polite.

Sorry for typo's. 🙏