Divorced on the First Night

Jealous

　

　

‘Why can I think of this? Is it okay for me to be jealous, yes, same girl?’ said the inner girl Anha in heart. But hurriedly Anha shook her head strongly to expel the thought.

Haha how could he be jealous. Is this him who he is Hamkan, huh, until thinking like that?

Maybe at this time Anha is jealous because there is a woman who is also no less beautiful than her.

Not that, right, he has feelings for Hamkan. He could be jealous of that. Isn't jealousy an innate trait of women?

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On the other hand Hamkan was currently twitching the base of his nose. Sneak between the middle to two eyebrows slowly to relieve dizziness in the head.

Today was really very tiring, a lot of work he had to finish.

Who says the work of company officials like owners, directors, or CEOs is just following sexy girls and having fun with them at nightclubs.

Bullshit about it, their existing company will go bankrupt. CEO or director does not do that. Sometimes romance novels exaggerate that.

Close his eyes for a moment, his back he rests on his chair. When his eyes closed, he remembered one thing, in his memory was currently flashed a picture of a woman's smile that lately ‘sikit’ disturbed his heart.

That woman is Anha.

Even Hamkan still remembered Anha's beautiful smile. Anha was smiling softly at the adorable little boy.

Motherly soft smile.

Damnit damnit! Pull her hair back using her fingers that she stretches. He seems to be starting to get out of his mind.

But it is true, both women and men must feel happy when they see a woman who is very dear to a child like Anha. No exception to hide it yourself. That woman, she's pestering her feelings.

Hamkan's cheeks warmed up. He remembered very well, in his life priority women were in the order to number four.

The first is God.

Second, my mother and family.

The last one is women.

But who would have thought, it seems like the number three position where Hamkan used to always prioritize work rather than looking for a mate may now have shifted after Anha.

But he still doubts whether the position will be filled by the woman named Anha. If you can be honest, although Hamkan can not be sure whether he has really fallen in love or not to Anha, but this time Hamkan is interested and wants to know the woman further.

“Excuse.”

The sound of knocking on the door rang out his daydream, making Hamkan open his originally closed eyes.

Immediately fix his sitting position that was leaning to be upright.

“Come in,” says Hamkan while clearing his throat. Why is his heart beating like this?

Did Anha really come here on the phone of her secretary earlier?

Behind the glass door. The woman he had imagined. Now Anha is really here.

Right now Anha was wearing a casual casual casual dress. White plain t-shirt tops with jeans subordinates. His long black hair was left untouched. Her hair is waist length. Pitch-black.

It seemed that Anha also did not wear excessive makeup except for the red powder and lisptik on her lips. Simple but beautiful in the eyes of Hamkan.

“Please sit down,” said Hamkan welcome Anha to sit down.

Anha nodded and landed her butt in this soft chair.

But Anha was disturbed by the presence of the secretary of Hamkan who was still at home standing here. Why didn't secretary Hamkan come out soon? Was he also about to have lunch together with Hamkan, huh!

It sucks!

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