Get off the bed

Chapter 88's

Next day.

This morning Arick was going to come to the office, see how it works there, and also learn some important files.

Today, the Mardi family has just finished breakfast. A little while ago, Arick had ordered Amir to immediately find a new driver. Amir agreed, there happened to be his nephew who was in need of a job, and he had the expertise to drive a car, just like him.

Dipper tubs together, even Amir can bring his nephew later in the afternoon to directly work here.

"Good then, so later can replace the same Mr. Amir work."

"Yes Mas, thank you Mas yes, surely he is very happy." replied Amir enthusiastically.

"But he should also stay here, sir, should he not?"

"Mau Mas, sure I, he is not married yet, his age if not wrong as Asih and Melisa. Still young, the starch works more deftly," explained Amir, proud of the nephew.

"Who was his name?"

"Dimas, Mas."

"Yes already, then I set it up. If I haven't come home yet, just find it with papa or mom. Then introduce him to everyone in this house."

"Ready Mas" replied Amir loudly.

Jihan and the others who saw it just smiled, feeling funny at Amir's spirit.

Shortly after Amir left, Arick also said goodbye to leave for the office. As usual, before Arick left he took the time to say goodbye to the children.

Jihan ushered in the porch of the house, a fleeting kiss of lips as a sign of her husband's favor.

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Arriving at the office, Arick was immediately greeted by Denni, Mardi Assistant who is now Arick Assistant.

"Master_"

"Sir Denni, don't call me sir. Just call me Mas." Cut Arick fast, he felt uncomfortable when called Master like that. Moreover, the one who called out to him was a person older than himself. He felt it was very disrespectful.

"But_"

"The father cannot refuse, because this is an order" said Arick coldly, as if he was really angry.

Seeing that, inexplicably Denni even felt funny himself. He smiled, approving.

After that, Arick smiled.

"Mas, would you like to see how it works here? or go straight into the room?" bargain Denni.

Currently the two are walking hand in hand in the lobby and immediately become the center of attention.

"Pick the first sir."

"Alright, let's look at the employees on the 2nd floor. Because the lobby is only special for the service of the guest welder as well as for the rest of the karaywan."

Arick did not answer, he just nodded. Then walked over with a cold gaze following Denni's instructions.

In detail, Denni explained each Division. Introduce some managers and explain what it works.

While circling the office, a word Arick did not open his voice, only a nod he gave in response.

While Denni continues to explain this and that.

"Duh! why did Mr. Arick turn out this way? Yesterday he looked very friendly, but why did he turn so cold" said one female employee, surprised to mix with disappointment.

"If it's like this, it's better for Mr. Mardi to lead us" replied the woman standing next to him.

"But Mr. Mardi is also creepy, ah it turns out they are both the same. Like father like son."

These two women then nodded, agreeing to their own thoughts.

After completing the office observation, Arick and Denni are now in the President Director's office. The room that will be Arick's workplace, from now until later his children who replace.

"Sir Denni, please for my secretary to be replaced, just look for the male, not the female. I feel uncomfortable working with mahram."

"Okay," Denni replied quickly.

Yesterday Mardi actually reminded him of that, but Denni forgot. In fact, he already has a new candidate as secretary to the President Director, in accordance with the wishes of Mardi and Arick, male and not female.

Denni continued to accompany Arick as his Master studied several important company files. Such as shareholder files, cooperation agreement files with other companies, financial statements, ongoing and future projects, and all employee data files, as well as, and there are many more.

At 3pm, Arick finished work today. It is not finished and tomorrow it will be repeated.

Arick goes home first, while Denni goes home at 4 p.m.

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The Mardi house.

This afternoon Dimas really came according to Amir's promise. Dimas is currently facing Mardi and Sofia who are relaxing in the living room.

"Yes, sir, this is my nephew." Proud of Amir, Dimas just smiled, confirming his pakde's words.

Dimas' smile was contagious, to the two girls who had peeked behind the barrier wall, who else if not Asih and Melisa.

"Hardon me, this is the right fit to be his sister, Mr. Arick, not the nephew of Mr. Amir." Desis Asih with giggling, happy finally now there is a good view besides the employer.

"I can't do it, Mr. Amir's nephew is as good as that. Ah, is he my ribs?" melisa replied with a blushing face.

"Remember, you already have a boyfriend in the village. This is my part." Timpal Melisa again tried to dominate the handsome man, Dimas.

Asih pouted, asserting Melisa's words.

"But still dating Sa, not necessarily so_"

Plaque!

Quickly, Melisa directly hit Asih's shoulder. Until this friend was in pain.

"Learn faithful from dating, if dating alone is not faithful how when married later." Melisa's smart, but she just doesn't want to share Dimas.

Pouty.

After the debate the two girls refocused on peeping, scanning the good looks of a new member of the Mardi Household Assistant, Dimas.

Soon, Jihan came and sat on one of the living room couches, watching Amir's nephew introduce himself.

"This is my daughter-in-law, Jihan. Her husband's still working, Arick's name." Obviously Mardi on Dimas.

"Mom, my name is Dimas."

Jihan gave a small nod, smiling kindly. He again saw a clock that was circular sweet on his left hand, it had been 30 minutes since the husband sent him a message saying he would go home, but still not come.

Yes, Jihan came down here to wait for her husband. It just so happens that everyone is gathering.

"Mom, Jihan ahead first yes, want to see Arick go home or not" said Jihan slowly and Sofia nodded. Understand the longing of a wife who has just left her husband's work.

Gaining the blessing of her mother-in-law, Jihan rushed to the terrace, waiting there and peering repeatedly at the gate.

"Excuse me ma'am, where's the pavilion?" tanya Dimas and Jihan immediately turned to the direction of the sound source.

The male workers did live in pavilions, while the women lived in the main house.

"Oh, this is Mas, you just follow the road." point Jihan on the paving block floor neatly toward the back.

Looking at the slightly confused Dimas, Jihan decided to slightly usher in until the pavilion building was seen.

"That's the pavilion." Show Jihan and Dimas a smile.

"Thank you Ma'am, sorry ma'am. Pakde is still talking to Mr. Mardi so can't drive me."

"It's okay." replied Jihan, he turned around to go back to the porch.

The deg! his heart seemed to be about to be dislodged when he saw the husband already standing in front of him.

Stare sharply and coldly.

"Who is Ji? why are you calling him Mas?" ask Arick directly.

When he came, he was presented with a view of his wife going towards the pavilion with a young man. The young man he confessed to was quite handsome and made him uncomfortable. Jealousy is the word, hihi.

"Oh my God, you startle me." replied Jihan honestly.

"Shocked why? because I saw you here with that young man?" arick pointed at Dimas.

The one who was appointed was confused, yet to understand the situation.

"Mas, she's Dimas, her niece, Mr. Amir, the new driver" Jihan explained, holding back her smile, knowing that her husband was blindly jealous.

"He's Dimas? then why do you call him Mas?"

Jihan chuckled, feeling funny, she even closed her mouth so that the laughter would not break.

"Yes Mas, sorry, I'll call her Dim" Jihan replied directly and hugged her husband's arm.

"Dim, meet me, this is Mom's husband, Mr. Arick." explains Jihan.

Dimas approached and began to politely introduce himself. Finished with Dimas, this couple immediately decided to enter the house.

"Why he is so handsome, Mr. Amir did not say that his nephew is as handsome as that" said Arick with annoyance and again made Jihan chuckle.

"Who is he handsome, Mas is more handsome" Jihan replied with a smile.

"That's why you're smiling to yourself. You lied, right? he's more handsome, right?" cerca Arick is inexhaustible, and Jihan chooses the most powerful way to silence her husband.

On the porch of the house, Jihan kissed her husband's lips deep. Even until the husband hugged his back tightly.