
That afternoon, Yohan, Harry, and Azzam again occupied themselves with their respective work. Dara does not come back to the office because Mulan asks him to keep Safira at home. Mulan and Alberto plan to tour giving souvenirs to some of his relatives. Leaving Sapphira alone with Darren was certainly not a good idea.
"Well, I want to talk to Safira. You go first, right?" talk Darren to Dara.
Dara, who had received an official letter guarding Safira, did not hesitate to refuse the request of the man who served as his superior in the office.
"I'm sorry, sir. Aunt Mulan has Safira nitipin on me. Said Auntie, you should not be allowed to be both the same Safira," replied Dara proudly.
"Please, Dara .. You don't follow them dong! If you're on my side, I raise your salary, "Darren's not out of his mind.
Dara chuckles amusedly at Darren's behavior. I think Dara has fallen on Azzam deh, Darren has suffered.
"If you want to get a salary, just ask Mr. Alberto, Dar. Don't follow him" Safira replied to Darren.
Honestly Sapphira felt sorry to see her frustrated husband like that, but how else? The in-laws who told me. After all, separating from Darren is also good. Sapphira did not need to serve her husband for a while, calculate the process of self-recovery before it will be reused.
"It really is! Sorry yes, sir. I'm not in the father's team this time," Dara refused full of ridicule.
For whatever sake Darren was really upset in this kind of situation. Everyone is so compact to round it up.
"Mas, I'm going to bed. Where's the guest room?" safira asked her husband. Suddenly his eyes became heavy, possibly the effect of fatigue.
"Living room? What is the guest room for? You sleep in my room, our room" Darren said.
Hearing the couple mention the room, Dara suddenly awkward. He wanted to leave, but was given a trust. Trust is not done.
"Here I am anterine" cried Darren sumringah.
Imagining Safira sleeping in her room makes her feel excited. Because the room was never entered any woman except Mulan, her mommy.
"Ah, why am I like being a new pubescent?" inner Darren astonished himself. Though his age had stepped on the number thirty, but suddenly his behavior was like Azzam's childish. The effect of having a wife time?
"No need, Mas. You show me where his room is. Let me be with the beautiful Dara" Safira refused.
Seeing Darren's expression, Safira immediately became suspicious. Her husband must have been planning something beyond her expectations.
"You won't understand, Baby. Let me be the anterine, yes" replied Darren. Now, look at the logic, use me-you. Sweet benerrr. There must be something.
"As much as you are, my. Yuk, Dar." Safira pulls Dara's hand.
Darren leads the two women to his private room.
Arriving in front of the room door, Darren did not immediately open the door for Safira or Dara.
"Sorry before, Dar. I have a principle that my room should not be entered by just anyone. Even Azzam I am angry if caught coming in here. So ... I'm so sorry. You can't go into my room" Darren explained.
Darren has found a blemish where he can touch Safira without Dara's supervision.
"Who? If you can't get in, why was the room?!" sulcan Safira was upset with her husband. Mending went straight to the guest room.
"If you can, Baby Girl. That can't be Dara" cried Darren with a sweet smile.
"But Mommy already told Dara to take care of me, if I'm inside, Dara should also be in dong?" sulk Sapphira.
"Yes how, my principles from childhood are so," replied Darren receiving no excuses.
Safira knew Darren would definitely take advantage of this condition. Huh, inevitably he had to endure the drowsiness.
"If Dara can't come in, I'll just sleep in front. Let it be safer" Safira exclaimed in the end.
Darren did not expect that his wife would instead choose to sleep on the sofa rather than go into his room without Dara. Darren rethought of another tactic, but nil. His brain is out of sense.
"Lo sleeps in the dalem, Fir. Let me take care of Mr. Darren so as not to memepetin lo," said Dara sure. She did not want Safira to sleep on the couch.
"Well, thank you very much, Dara. Just one more step, "inner Darren. He unconsciously smiled to himself.
"Totally?" tanya Safira.
Dara also nodded.
"Mothers have to wait in the lounge, huh? You cannot go to the room for any reason" said Dara.
"Curtain, you little boy. You don't realize I have an ace to ngancem you?" batin Darren was so happy when he managed to find a way to approach his wife again.
"OK, no problem," Darren replied with confidence. He threw his sweet smile at Sapphira before the girl entered the room.
Darren then goes to follow Dara.
"Bara. I know you and Azzam have done things out of bounds while in the office," exclaimed Darren began to open the card.
Dara immediately turned her body to face Darren.
"I-I mean father? Things beyond what limit?" dara pretended not to understand.
"Mending you, let me deketin Sapphira from your behavior I aduin to daddy and mommy. Kebayang not how mommy expression will fit know you already ... before marriage?" threatening Darren scares the girl.
Dara silent a thousand languages. Mind raging. He was confused as to how Darren knew of his behavior at the time. Dara thinks Azzam's room is soundproof, but how can Darren ....
"Where? Can I find my wife now?" asked Darren confidently. He was sure that one hundred percent of Dara would have bowed to him.
Dara just kept quiet while nodding. His mouth was confused as to what to say. One side is afraid, one side is ashamed. Embarrassed to be caught doing nothing by Darren.
"Okey, good girl!" exclaim Darren sumringah then turn the direction.
With a passionate spirit he set foot into his room.
"Your husband coming, Baby Girl," murmured Darren so happily.
Meanwhile, Dara is now running out of the house looking for Jacob's whereabouts.