Daddy's Choice Husband

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After lunch, Malik and the others returned to the office. But not with Feli, whether the girl will go where. Feli was just saying goodbye to his father without telling his purpose.

Angel kept watching Malik. Malik doesn't like that. He feels uncomfortable. While Jonas, the middle-aged man realized that Angel was watching Malik. He just shook his head, he was no longer strange with Angel.

In office.

Malik quickly finished his work. Soon the office hours will be over, he does not want to be late to pick up his wife. After a few minutes, Malik was done with his work. Today's work is quite draining his brain and energy. How not, Jonas gave Malik a lot of work.

And now, Malik is getting ready to go home.

Tok to tok.

Malik looked towards the door.

"Come in" said Malik.

He saw Jonas coming into his room. What's the matter that guy came into Malik's room? Isn't the office hour over?

"Today's overtime, huh?" Jonas.

Duh, how's this? Malik has to pick up his wife. It could be bad if he did not pick him up, but Malik prefers his wife over overtime. To be called a disobedient employee as well, he doesn't care.

"Sorry, Uncle. For now I can't, '" Malik regretted.

Jonas sighed, he was a little disappointed. But he cannot force. Because overtime there are rules, it can not depend on employees. Jonas understood a little.

"Tomorrow, Uncle overtime. I'll try to do it overtime tomorrow" Malik promised.

"Hmm, it's okay." It is not a matter of work indeed, he only asked Malik to accompany him in the office. The middle-aged man had a little problem with his wife. It just needs entertainment.

"I'm sorry to go home now." Malik immediately left, he saw the watch in his hand. Time is so mepet. Malik's phone rang, he was getting panicked. His wife must have been waiting for him.

Malik immediately drove his car, splitting the streets that began to jam because of the time the employees came home. With nimble, Malik looking for reproach so that he can avoid getting stuck. And finally, Malik arrived at Aleta's workplace. Malik looked at his wife from the car.

His wife was standing in front of the U. S. prosecutor's office. The woman looked upset, upset waiting for her husband who never arrived.

Malik got out of the car and approached his wife. Aleta doesn't know Malik has arrived. Malik came from behind.

And suddenly ... A hand was coiled around Aleta's waist. Sontak makes Aleta surprised, almost, Aleta hit him with her bag. Malik was screaming.

"This, I," said Malik.

"Nyebelins." Finally Aleta hit her husband too, but slowly. "Where are you?" Aleta was so upset.

"Sorry, the road is jammed."

Aleta did not answer, the mummy left Malik. Malik was chasing him.

"You angry? I'm sorry." Malik kept on tailing from behind.

Aleta quickened her pace, she wanted to go home soon. Aleta went straight to the parking lot, and went straight into the car. Malik caught up with him.

It's already in the car. Malik took his wife's hand.

"Don't lash on, isn't cape? Cassian she is." Malik touches Aleta's flat stomach.

Aleta wasn't angry, she was hungry. So the innate emotion if the stomach is empty.

"Hurry home!" pinta Aleta's.

Malik immediately started the engine of his car after Aleta asked to go home. Malik glanced at his wife.

"Focus it, don't need lyrics! I'm not going anywhere" Aleta said as she found out Malik always stole a glance at her.

"Why smile? Is there anything funny!"

Glug.

Malik swallowed his saliva, why did it go so wrong? Think Malik. Not wanting to get nagged again from his wife, Malik just focus on his vehicle. After forty-five minutes, they finally reached the apartment building they lived in.

Malik got down first from the car, he opened the door for his wife. He thought Aleta was angry with him, but she wasn't. Aleta immediately sank in her hand after getting out of the car.

"You're not angry, are you?"

Bugh

Instead of answering, Aleta instead gave a light blow to her husband's hand. Malik, who knew the meaning of the punch, smiled.

And when they reached the door of the apartment, Aleta opened the lock and first entered after the door opened. While Malik, as he was about to go inside, Malik saw a box below near the door. And he took it straight away.

"What's this?" Malik brought the box inside. Sontak made Aleta immediately tell Malik to throw it away.

"Dump the box, don't bring it in!" Aleta looked terrified at the box.

"What's wrong with this box?" ask Malik. "It's just a box" Malik said lightly. Curious, Malik opened it. How surprised he was after seeing Isinys. He also looked at his wife. Aleta was so scared.

Malik hastily threw it into the trash can that was outside. Malik went back in, he saw his wife lying on the floor. Malik panicked, what's wrong with his wife? Malik immediately took Aleta to the room, and after that, he looked for contacts on Aleta's phone, who knew there was a doctor's number there.

The number was on Atela's phone, Malik called her, and told her to come. Shortly after, the doctor came. The doctor immediately examined Aleta, finished examining her, Malik immediately asked the state of his wife.

"Where, Doc?" Malik still looks panicked, he is afraid of anything happening to his wife and prospective children.

"Mrs Aleta is a little shocked. If you can do nothing to make him depressed, Mrs Aleta must always be happy," explained the Doctor named Kharisa.

"What was the box?" Malik was busy with his thoughts. After that, he looked towards Aleta, the woman realized. Malik quickly approached her.

"You're okay, aren't you?" Malik was worried.

"This is the drug you have to take." Doctor Kharisa prescribed the drug to Malik and Malik received it.

"Thank you, Doc."

"Guard his wife, do not get stressed. Always happy yes, Madam," the doctor told Aleta. Aleta smiled faintly, she was still dizzy.

Doctor Kharisa also said goodbye.

"I'll take the Doctor forward" Malik told Aleta, Aleta nodding her head in agreement.

After dropping off the doctor, Malik went back to see his wife. He wanted him to ask about the box to his wife, but he expressed his intentions. Remember the doctor's words, Aleta can't think much.

As much as possible, Malik comforted him and would not discuss the matter unless his own wife addressed it.

"I'm a laper" Aleta said.

"What do you want to eat? I'm making it now."

"Fried rice."

"Yes, wait here."

"Come on! Don't want to be alone here, I'm afraid."

Malik also took his wife, by carrying her. Malik sat Atela in the dining table chair, while he immediately made a special fried rice for his wife.

Seriate.