Divorced on the First Night

Ignored

Because the shame is not overbearing, Anha finally prefers to go to the toilet that is outdoors.

As long as Anha went to the toilet, Haman just kept thinking about her mistake earlier. He regretted talking without thinking long in advance like that.

And it's true. When Anha returned from the bathroom, everything changed.

Anha was now more quiet than before. Now he was silent and acting as cold as when they met twice at Anha's house. It must be all because of what he said. In that case, Hamkan would never ask Anha that question again.

“The food has not run out,” said Anha while staring at the lunch box containing bento which left half the lunch box.” It is also impossible for Anha to feed back Hamkan. But now he is going home.

“Close again only the supply box. The rest I will eat at home.”

"Eh?"

After closing and inserting the stock box into the tote bag. Anha held her bag. Keep in mind that the motion indicates that Anha is no longer at home here anymore.

“You want to go home?” ask Him carefully.

"Yes." Yeah."

“I anterin you , yes,” said Hamkan while wearing back his suit that he originally sipped on his work chair. Anha nodded her head. There's nothing wrong with being ushered home by Hamkan. It is quite saving on expenses than he has to go home on an online motorcycle taxi. Especially considering Anha's salary as a tutoring teacher is not too much. He must be efficient.

Anha and Hamkan came out simultaneously from the room. There Donna stood up from her seat and greeted Hamkan.

“Father wants to go home?” asked Donna—secretary Hamkan— with a made-up voice as soft as possible to make Anha just want to vomit.

Anha still looked at him bitterly. The way she wears it, you know, is so annoying. Anha glanced at Hamkan.

It turns out that Hamkan's eyes are not beautiful let alone to look at his secretary's hemisphere. Instead, Hamkan looks to ignore Donna and their relationship like nothing more than a subordinate superior.

Anha was a little pleased. Goodboys.

“Iya. I want to go home quickly. Why anyway? Is there an important schedule to meet clients?” ask Himaman while looking at the watch on his left hand that already shows the clock home from work.

Donna looked back at Hamkan's schedule on her note and indeed today there was no important meeting at all.

“U... None, Sir.”

“Oh,” says Hamkan without seeing Donna at all. For some reason, it made Anha's heart a little happy.

“But, Sir!” said Donna rather loudly stopping the steps of the two of them.

“Ya?”

But after that Donna just kept quiet and bit her lip because she didn't know what to say to stop Hamkan coming home with that middle-of- nowhere woman next to him.

Hehe, Donna alone who does not know if the woman he just met less than twenty-four hours had even received the blessing of Jeng Asih aka his mother Hamkan. If Donna finds out, she'll have her convulsions.

Hampan. “What's up, Donna?”

‘What, you want to come home with us too, huh?!’ said the inner girl Anha while glaring back. It turned out that the flames of hostility between Anha and the secretary of Hamkan had not subsided as well.

With tightly clenched hands and a gaze bowed down. Secretary Hamkan shook his head while saying....

“No pa-pa, sir. Usually you come home late and overtime first at the office.”

Because that's the habit of Hamkan who is crazy at work. Always come home late because of overtime, drowning in a pile of documents on his desk.

Then at the same time Donna will take advantage of the opportunity to take overtime as well. Looking for face, pretending to busy themselves so that Hamkan saw it and considered it as an exemplary employee.

But unfortunately for Donna's lifetime she was never at all escorted home by her superior. As now look, suddenly there was an unclear woman coming to this company and she was ushered home by Pak Hamkan. Who wouldn't be upset trying.

Anha looked at the woman no less bitter. What's the business of trying if this boss wants to go home soon or late? Is he his superior? Or is his wife like that?

It sucks! Donna's movements were very noticeable and unnatural like a secretary in general.

If you want to get a rich husband of the owner of the company by making the position of secretary as a stepping stone to tempt Hamkan then get away! Look, tomorrow for sure if there's a chance Anha will kick the woman out of this company.

“Iya. I happened to be home soon today. I go first, yeah. If there is anything important contact aja.”

Ignore her secretary and turn to look at Anha. The two of them walked together.

“Then go home to your home or to your home?” ask Haman while smiling at Anha. Donna breathes pissed naps. Really upset to see it. Though Mr. Hamkan has been targeted since long ago.

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