Divorced on the First Night

Spoiled

The wedding ring with the jewel in the middle looks sweet on Anha's fingers. Just by staring back at it had managed to blush his cheeks.

Aye, right! Now Anha has become Lady Wijaya—alias The legal wife of Hamkan Wijaya.

They both have done kabul ijab but only attended by both families of the bride. While the plan their recipe will be held different days that is next week.

Even though their marriage was rushed, but good intentions should not be delayed anymore, right? Jeng Asih said the hunt was taken again.

Uh, but make no mistake. Jeng Asih—, who has now changed her status to mama-in-law Anha—, strongly refused if their reception was held simply. Ijab kabul event can be simple, but the recipe must be luxurious, dong.

“Ah, This Asih Jeng. The recipe will not have to be fancy. After all my son has also been married before,” said my mother when dinner together after the Ijab event kabul finished. Mama tried to subtly reject the request of her prospective besi who was about to hold a wedding three days and three nights. Yeah, God. You rich man.

Anha nodded in agreement with her mother's statement. Marriage is just a party of being king and queen one day. The actual married life is precisely after the day H is over. Do anything to waste money just to have a fancy wedding. Better to keep the money.

“No can! We rented the best building. The food should be the best. Keep inviting lots of guests. This handsome child Mama wants to marry, which can be mediocre,” said Jeng Asih excited.

Anha grimaced hearing that. Whatever. Anna prefers to obey.

Jeng Asih looked silent for a moment. It was as if he was calculating how much he wanted to spend later for the reception.

Usually, the custom here the cost of marriage is borne by the woman. While the men who give. Elsewhere there are also wedding expenses that are borne together. It was a personal decision from both sides.

But this time Hamkan wanted to cover all their wedding expenses. It even makes Anha not feel good because Anha feels this, right, a widow. Not being celebrated is actually okay. But Hamkan treated her very gantleily. Anha was so grateful to be loved so much by Hamkan.

“What's so good we hire dangdutan aja, yes, Jeng?” jeng Asih's proposal to his best friend made two families who were having dinner together gaping distrust of the proposal.

“Mama...” protest Haman instantly made everyone laugh.

Anha always smiled when remembering the conversation when dinner together at that time. He is grateful to be blessed with kind-hearted in-laws like Aunt Asih. Moreover, Aunty Asih is very dear to him. Not like Aunt Erin used to be, huh!

***

Anha stepped inside the elevator to get to the floor where Hamkan was working. Today she secretly paid a visit to Hamka—ralat's office, paid a visit to Mas Husband's office without telling him first.

Arriving there. Anha's arrival was greeted by Donna. Look, even the clothes Donna wore were no different from the last time when Anha met her. Very tight and show body curves.

“Pak Hakan is there? I want to see you,” Anha said to the secretary of the Hamkan.

“Can't! You have a guest,” Donna replied with a ketus to make Anha tighten her teeth furious.

Oi! How brave this woman is. Even Donna was very sniffy with him. She did not know that Anha was currently married to her boss!

“I want to go to Dalem. Tell Pak Hamkan if Bu Anha wants to see you,” repeat Anha is still trying to be patient. It is not a sin if Anha suddenly barges in because this secretary of Hamkan has no good faith to convey his arrival to Hamkan. Although Anha can call Haman with her own HP. But Anha doesn't want to! He wanted to see to what extent Donna dared to act.

Donna cuek and play with her own cell phone.

“You didn't, anyway? I've spoken politely, you know, same you.”

“Alien cannot enter.”

O-strangers? Anha's jaw hardened.

This woman!

Angrily Anha cuek breezed in and barged in when Donna let her guard down. Donna who was originally sitting automatically stood up and chased Anha from behind, but Anha had hunted inside with her face bent.

Hamkan was surprised to see the sudden arrival of Anha. Fortunately, in his room, there are currently not very important guests, namely Dion—friend and GM at another branch office.

“Sorry, Sir. I've told Bu Anha to wait outside but he still broke inside when the Father again has a guest.”

Anha immediately embraced Hamkan's hand asking for a defense from her husband.

“Sayang. So I can't go to your office? I told your secretary to tell you that I'm here but she's not very polite and said that STRANGERS CAN'T ENTER! So don't mistake me if you suddenly break into here,” said Anha while displaying her flagship puppy eyes. Hehehe, indeed who would not have the heart if Anha already displayed this kind of expression.

Anha glanced at Donna with her eyes pinched as if to say.  Look at! Look with your own eyes.

Hamkan who knew Anha gelagat was just smiling while rubbing his wife's hair with affection while telling his secretary....

“Other times if Bu Anha is here you must contact me. If I have a meeting you send a text message to me,” said Hamkan without turning away from Anha who was sulking. Anha smiled wickedly at Donna.

Eat that damn thing! Ana is a pro player, still willing to fight, huh?

Dion who witnessed it all was only able to hold a smile.Didn't believe if his best friend could fall in love too. He thinks Hamkan is gay because he's dating his laptop.

“But, Sir. Last Lady Anh—”

Not yet Donna finished her words, Anha had hunted sprayed it.

“Go no!”

Hemp cleared his head to see that heated confrontation. He did not want his wife to feel upset in the morning.

“Please get out,” Hamkan's command in a cold tone made Anha smile wickedly while sticking out her tongue mocking Donna whose face was already flushed red with emotion.

"Good, sir."

After that Donna came out of the room.

“Sorry, yes. We discuss the project later,” said Hamkan to Dion because they feel bad their conversation should be interrupted. Maybe Hamkan would advise Anha if next time he shouldn't barge in like this if the guest isn't Dion. Dion nodded and shook his hand. It's okay, relax.

“Known he's my best friend, An. Dion. And, Yon, this is my wife, Anha,” said Hamkan introducing the two alternately.

“Anha.” Anha shook the hand of Hamkan's friend.

Dion opened his mouth in disbelief. Wife? But the golden ring on each ring finger already explained everything.

“Cantics, yes. Let this diem-diem can make pretty bini as well.” Nyinen Dion is unfair. Just smile and hear it.

“Yes, dong. It's beautiful, too. I'm lucky to find him.”

Anha's cheeks warmed up hearing Hamkan praising himself in front of his own best friend. Which woman does not feel happy when she is proud in front of her lover's friends?

I'm lucky to find him...

At a time when Hasan was ashamed to have a lover like Anha. Even proud to have Anha by his side. Though Anhalah who actually feels lucky to get a husband like Hamkan.

Love is acceptance.

“Oh yes. Tumben you're here. What's up?” ask Haman later. But suddenly Anha released her embrace from Hamkan's arm.

“So you kicked your WIFE out of your office? You don't like me playing here?”

*Huh! *Hamen frowning.

“Bu-not what I mean.”

“Keep me astonished, deh, same you. How, you just diem, anyway, see your secretary wear sexy clothes like that? Why, don't you scold at all? Your company doesn't have SOPs, does it?”

Let me frown, the more I do not understand the direction of Anha's long and fast words. Dion held back his laughter seeing the family drama before his eyes.

“Udah ah. Sebel me with you.”

“Loh, An. Wait.”

Anha was still indistinctly angry as she walked out of the room Hamkan while jerking her legs echoes the sound in the room.

"Where are you going?"

“You to the bathroom!” but Anha's words made Hamkan exhale a sigh of relief. He thought Anha would come out and fight Donna. Although that's not possible, anyway.

After Anha's departure, Dion's laughter boomed. Looks like there will be husbands afraid of wives.

“No need to laugh lo,” says Hamkan while bending face.

“Nikah don't say.”

“New ijab, really. The recipe is tomorrow. Dateng, yes,” said Hamkan to his best friend.

But after that, Hamkan's face again bent due to thinking about Anha who was in such a moodswing.

Anha why, huh? Why did it suddenly come along so angry? Is it possible that she is menstruating so Anha's mood is fickle, huh? Hemp sighed softly. Well, don't menstruate yet, dong. They were, right, not the first night because indeed Anha asked them the first night when the reception was over.

“He why, yes?” muttered Slowly but could still be caught by Dion's ears.

“Not sensitive, lu. He was jealous again. Basic.”

Hemp scowled at hearing it.

“Hah, jealous?”

“Yes, same Donna, lah.”

Shut up to hear his friend's words. Is Anha jealous of Donna? Indeed, from the beginning Anha looks very dislike with Donna. I don't know. Always deadlocked when facing Anha.

“Why is she jealous of Donna?”

The Anha people were superior in the eyes of Hamkan in any case.

“So she said, right, Donna's shirt was tight. Starting that reason he felt irritated.” Dion looked up. His eyes glanced to think for a moment.

Hemkan sighed. He never paid any attention to the body of another woman. His view was already stuffed with company graphics. After all, come to think of it more sexy Anha everywhere.

“But I'm really surprised too, anyway. Did you cook all this time never mind Donna? I thought you used to do Donna kayak so it could be a surfer if you meet clients outside the office,” said Dion while perverted cry.

Hampan shook his head, the work of the company owner is not as trivial as to pay attention to the sexy buttocks of his secretary. Get back in the chair and open the laptop.

“Gue made him a secretary because his job was real.”

Dion nodded indifferently. “OK I go first. You better change Donna than it's not rationed tonight."

His best friend was in a stride before passing out of the room Hamkan made his best friend's face red.

***

Anha's upset! Really upset. Donna always manages to make it blood up. When Anha got to the front of the room. She ignored the presence of Donna sitting in her chair with that haughty face of hers.

“Hai,” said Hamkan when Anha entered his room. But in a hurry Anha puffed her mouth and showed an irritated face like a child who was sulking. Cute, cute face of his wife.

Hampan walked up to Anha and kissed her cheek making Anha's anger instantly evaporate.

“Go there. I'm still the same as you,” said Anha sulking while pushing Hamkan's body. Hamkan scrambled the shoots of Anha's hair making her even more sullen.

But what made Anha angry was that Hamkan suddenly passed her and instead walked out to the table where Donna was.

Oi! I'm your wife! Just watch out tonight I don't ration! Anha's screams stirred in her heart. For some reason after marriage Anha became very spoiled.

“Donna,” call Hamkan with his baritone voice. Anha just leaned against the door of the room Hamkan while bending her face and cross her chest.

“Ya, Sir.”

LOOK AT! EVEN DONNA'S VOICE IS BLURRED! Smoke already Anha's head heard it.

“Starting today you I moved to another division.”

Anha and Donna were shocked at the same time. Holy hooch!

“Loh, Sir. Why am I moving? What am I wrong?” donna said she did not accept Hamkan's unilateral decision. Donna obviously didn't accept it. It is very difficult to maintain his position as secretary in this office. Moreover, being the secretary of the owner of the company is his dream since long to get a rich husband. If not, yes, at least get a colleague.

...You better replace the Donna than later tonight not rationed...

“That's my absolute decision. Please get your stuff.”

The sound of Haman sounded cold. Anha had never seen a side of Hamkan like this. Actually Hamkan is not so evil. Donna was not fired, but simply moved on to another division. Or better put Donna in another branch company with Dion alone, huh? Hm... Hamkan will think about it later.

Embrace Anha's slender waist as Hamkan was about to enter the room. Being treated like that made Anha blush.

“And one more, please wear more polite clothes. If you still want to continue working here,” added Hamkan make Donna want to cry. Her dream of marrying Hamkan and getting a rich husband was dashed.

When the door to the room is closed. Anha smiled happily. So then... Can you do that for her alone? Uh, sweet this husband.

Sit back in his chair. Now the second problem is to find a replacement secretary Donna to immediately back up her job. It is better this time to choose a male secretary only. Or if not, yes, just look for a married secretary so that Anha is not jealous.

Anha mischievously sat on Hamkan's lap. At first Hamkan was shocked when Anha did this because Anha sat on her lap facing him. If so...how can I focus on his work?

Anha smiled mischievously, flirting with her husband by moving her hips made Hamkan riled.

“Do not be naughty,” said Hamkan who began to feel burning while trying to hold back Anha's hips that move sensually provoked his passion. It could wake up. Moreover, this position was truly intimate.

“The reason is that you take care of a mute job. I'm angered in.” Anha is upset because she feels cheated. He swiped his cheek on the cheek Hamkan overgrown with some thin sideburns causing a tingling feeling. Hamkan was still trying to focus on the book in his right hand to find Donna's replacement phone number.

“What's the first, anyway,” said Anha while smiling seductively. He felt Hamkan's property reacting down there. Can't go crazy if his wife keeps making those kinds of moves. What if Hamkan got out of control and fucked Anha here. Even if it's legitimate, anyway.

“Lagi nyari new secretary number.”

“Um... What if I work here and become your secretary? I think exciting, deh,” said Anha while moving her index finger across the chest of Hamkan forming an abstract pattern that arouses passion.

Hambur caught his wife's naughty hand.

“Nggau. You work in my bed.”

Anha's face flushed upon hearing that. She was the one who initially teased Hamkan but she herself blushed in embarrassment.

“Down, An,” says Hamkan while holding Anha's slender waist. But Anha just smiled and shook her head. Anha leaned forward and whispered in Hamkan's ear.

“I peing.”

“Ja-don't here. You said later if the reception ends.”

Don't let Hamkan actually rape his wife here because he can't stand being teased continuously by Anha.

“But I peeper.”

Anha smiled and her fingers managed to remove the buttons on the Hamkan shirt. Seeing the lustful expression of Hamkan was really pleasant.

“Di hotel aja.”

Anha laughed hearing that.

“Nmobile. It wants to be here!”

“Let's someone come in.”

“Mana. This is, right, your private room.”

The eyes of Hamkan increasingly look cute. He rubbed Anha's cheek that felt warm on her palm, then Hamkan kissed her legitimate wife's red lips with warmth.

“Ah, Hatch!” unexpectedly, Hamkan raised Anha's body and laid her on the desk. But Hamkan held Anha's head with his palm so that Anha's head would not hit the hard of the table.

Anha flushed, it felt being treated harshly and gently at the same time as it felt really strange. How was the first night they tried? Just imagining it makes the point wet.

“Ha-Have. Don'tdon't... There will be people.”

Just now Anha woke up a sleeping lion. But now he himself says not to.

Humkan did not care and kissed the neckline of Anha's. The smell of Anha perfume is delicious, it gives off her sense of smell.

Anha's cheeks are getting hotter. Their first intimate relationship in this office?

A kiss creeps into Anha's open shoulder because two buttons of her shirt have escaped.

But...

“Bro, document I leftaaaaaa-SHIITTTT!” dion's words that suddenly snatched in made the three people equally surprised. Dion roared the horse, not expecting the newlywed couple to be steadily inside.

"So-sory's chat. I don't see, hehe."

Hampan's jaw hardened and closed Anha's open shoulder. I don't want his best friend to see.

“GO!!!” shout Hampan with hunting breath. Dion's haste closed the door to the room. It is not intended to be disrespectful and disturb the two people who are in love. Dion completely forgot that his best friend now has a wife because usually, black, right.

Napsu Haman is gone. He buttoned back Anha's shirt and helped her to stand up.

"Later, deh, out of reception," said Hamkan languidly because he had to fast until that night arrived making Anha giggled amusedly.

***

This afternoon Haman accompanied Anha for a leisurely stroll in the mall. Before that they stopped by a fancy restaurant and Hamkan had made a reservation in advance so that he could have fun with Anha privately.

“I want this one, this, this same,” said Anha as she pointed to the menu book with a hungry glowing face. Anha sat on Hamkan's lap and ignored the servant who was currently standing while holding a smile looking at the affection of the two newlyweds in front of her.

Please order the same menu as what Anha ordered. For about five minutes they chatted while waiting for the waiter to serve food.

“Still,” says Anha to the waiter.

Hampan feeds Anha. It felt like Anha was treated like a queen by Hamkan.

But in the midst of their romance suddenly an uninvited guest approached. Anha looked at the person with an unhappy look.

Why is this guy here? Is this a private restaurant?

Anha was about to descend from the lap of Hamkan but Hamkan prevented and clasped his hand tightly.

“Do not run again. Don't run away from the problems of the old Anha. You have to face.”

Hamkan's eyes were still staring intently at the man who was getting closer towards them. Jaw Hampan hardens.

Anha is actually scared. Why did he come here?

That man is none other than Ikram.

Anha did not think. Is he going to ruin his marriage with Hamkan again?

***

The next chapter of the reception + there are uninvited guests coming, you know. Guess who?