Frisson

Canteen

...Zia POV's...

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I arrived at the office with Han this morning. The man swiftly, already waiting for me in front of his car earlier. A rare sight that is very rare. Of course I don't ask much. My body just got in the car. There's no need for me to ask at length why he's like that.

I felt someone looking at me from inside the house. Of course I can guess. That must be Gara.

Because of the different workspace location, I very rarely see Gara. Just through a chat, Gara greeted me.

"Han's getting you a lift to the office." Is this jealousy? I don't get it. Nope. I try not to understand and think.

"Isn't it natural for a husband and wife to be like that" I jokingly replied. But the reply says something else.

"You're starting to become real husband and wife? Right?" He seems to be jealous.

"Han still doesn't love me, Ga. What does it mean to take me every morning to the office. Maybe he was just acting. Pretending to be nice to his wife. Isn't in front of the crowd my status is Han's wife?"

"Is that?"

"It's usually like that, isn't it?"

"Chat with whom, Zi?" memey's reprimand made me surprised.

"Friends" I replied briefly.

"Totally serious. Your face changed many times just now." Apparently Memey's been watching me since. I chuckle.

"I wasn't aware of being noticed by you" I said honestly.

"That means. The person you're talking to is the one you consider very special." Memey.

"Special? Is correct. Because he's my family," I said. But if I think again I'm not wrong. Gara is my family. Husband's sister.

The incoming message was heard again. "When can we go out for a walk or dinner, Zi?" tanya Gara is still through mobile chat. Not had time to reply, Memey had invited me to talk again.

"Zi. We had lunch in the cafeteria. It's been a long time together. Uh, but ask the same question, Mr. Han."

"Why?"

"The husband usually eats together. Especially if you are an office. Why, anyway?" Spontaneous I asked like that because we're not in a relationship that really needs permission to go here and there. Isn't Han like that too.

"It's okay. We can have lunch together."

"really?" asked Memey with sparkling eyes. Especially when I nodded. "Horry! We can finally have lunch like we used to. Okay, this afternoon, go straight to the cafeteria, okay?"

"okay."

"How long haven't you been replying?" Because it's still online. He has not left the private chat app. I forgot because I was listening to Memey speak. "Is Han there?"

"No. Memey's talking to me."

"Can we make time for us?"

"Dine you mean? It can't be Ga. Many people will know us on the outside. You're not an ordinary person."

"I can order a place where there won't be anyone but us." I was determined to take me out.

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As promised me and Memey earlier, we immediately darted to the office cafeteria when the break time arrived. It was fun spending time with friends. It feels lighter. There is no burden. Moreover, it can be a corner place that is so remote. It feels like a VIP seat. Where it's just the two of us. There is no one else around because we rarely sit here.

As usual, memey ordered a lot of menus. Even so he did not care about his fat body.

"Mmm.. sedaaap. The food in the cafeteria is delicious, I like it very much. But I don't think you'll feel that way."

"You've eaten good food quite often. Even the restaurant level is expensive."

"Are you?" I asked while picking one fries.

"Indeed yes. Your husband is the heir of the Wise family. You will definitely not be lacking in seven derivatives." Memey's eyeballs are wide.

It looks like that from the outside. But who would have thought I was abandoned by my own husband. Han doesn't love me. I don't know what reason he kept me despite having no love at all. I still don't understand.

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Accidentally as he was about to exit the company building, Han looked towards the canteen. He found Zia there. Laughing with your fellow employees over lunch.

She ... began to seem relaxed in the face of my hatred for her.

"We're going to have lunch with the client, sir," his aide Septa said.

"No. Just cancel."

"Cancel, Sir?" septa was surprised. "But ..."

"It's okay. Our client won't be mad because I canceled this lunch. They need us." Sounds selfish, but that's it.

"alright. I'll cancel your lunch with the client." Han's feet stepped into the canteen. Closer to the table where Zia and Memey were eating.

"So you had lunch here?" reprimand Han was shocking. Their laughter stopped. Zia looked over and so did Memey. There was still a smile on the lips of this woman.

"Corn, sir," said Memey awkwardly.

"Siang Memey," said Han as usual kindly.

"Sapta sir, I have lunch here" Han told his aide.

"Here, sir?" tanya Sapta.

"Yes. You can also order if you want," Han said full of pressure. Sapta nodded quickly. I immediately ordered lunch for myself.

Memey panic. He did not expect the son of the owner of the company to be having lunch at his desk. This woman is getting clumsy. Zia knows about that.

"I'm having lunch with Memey, Han." Zia asked for her husband's understanding.

"I can join, right?" It's a coercion. Not questions. Of course Memey nodded.

It was lucky that Gege was having lunch there. He knew Memey's situation wasn't right to be there.

"Good day, Mr. Han," said Gege.

"Jiang, Gege."

"May! Join us here!" gege. He coded Memey to join him. Zia was about to prevent it, but Memey immediately lifted the tray containing his food.

"I'll join Gege, sir."

"Oh, well .." said Han without saying stale preventing Memey from moving. Memey also moved towards Gege's desk. Zia just sighed watching Memey leave. Pleasure disappeared. Now only the two of them remain. "May I have lunch, my wife?" tanya Han used her weapon in public. It is to mention the word wife intentionally.

Zia thins her furious lips. But he must rise and not argue. Han observed the back of the woman walking towards the food display. Then good again to where they were while carrying a tray filled with food and drinks.

Actually Sapta intended to help bring, but Zia refused. The middle-aged man was having lunch as well.

"This. I ordered food to suit my taste. Because I don't know what your favorite is" whispered Zia as if she was mocked.

Han looked at the tray. "No problem." Hearing Han's casual remark, Zia was annoyed.

"Why bother, eat here?" ask Zia at the end. Asking Han's destination appeared in the canteen.

"Lunching with my wife is not unusual." Han replied calmly.