HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

A visit to the RS

After my beloved husband had left the new boutique that I still did not trust as mine, I immediately dragged Riani to my interrogation. It was like a dream in broad daylight to have a boutique this big and luxurious.

I held Riani's arm up to the top floor, the first time I opened the door, my eyes were amazed by the interior of the room very well, there was a fairly large round table with five padded chairs surrounding it, there was a long red sofa near the balcony door, my work desk and chairs also looked very nice with an elegant look.

"I feel like this is all just a dream," I softly looked around the room.

"Aww." I shouted as Riani pinched my arm.

"It's proof that you're not dreaming, Sa" Riani said with a slight laugh.

"Do you know anything about this, Ni?" I walked towards the red sofa that still looked so new.

"I was surprised myself, when two days ago there was a man who once drove you to the boutique," said Riani, sitting next to me.

"Who? Joe?"

"Yes, right. His name is Mr. Joe, Sa."

"He told us all to help him move all the items he needed to carry, except our plastic tables and chairs," Riani continued.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"He said it was a secret, and it was a surprise to you, so we all agreed to keep it a secret from you, Sa."

"He even knew that this month was the bonus month we were looking forward to, he was happy to give us a salary bonus twice what you used to give," riani said with a happy face.

"really? how did he know everything?" I narrowed my eyes at Riani's whiny behavior.

"Where do I know." Riani.

"We're just obeying his orders, cleaning up all the stuff in your old boutique, keeping all this a secret from you, and helping your husband prepare a surprise for you" Riani continued.

"Hm." I let out a long sigh, leaning my back against the back of the sofa.

"You're very lucky to have a husband as good and handsome as Mr. Arga, Sa. You are like a queen in her life" Riani said as she threw a smile at me.

"Yes, I think I'm really lucky, Ni."

"Alright, I'm still a lot of work, so enjoy your first day in this place of your dreams, Sa." Riani got up from her seat, I just nodded.

"Oh yes, I deliberately postponed the meeting with our client, maybe tomorrow afternoon he will come, because I know that this afternoon you can not meet him," said Riani before she closed the door."

I took a walk in my room, looking through the various sumptuous interiors that decorated it, some rose paintings hanging in the corner of the room, a large vase with artificial flowers also standing right beside the door.

The chairs and tables that I use as my work place are very luxurious, like the chairs in the office of the president director on television shows.

The door leading to this balcony was made of transparent glass, I opened it, checking what my beloved husband had prepared there.

My beloved flowers in the old boutique were all transferred here, hanging flowers, roses, mini cacti, and one red phantom orchid.

Ah, I'm really very happy today, I finally got to have my own boutique. Although this is not the result of my labor, it is purely my husband's gift, and this is mine.

After lingering on an iron swing deliberately placed on this balcony, I returned to my desk, taking my phone from my bag.

I opened and shifted all the contacts, there was no number of my husband there, I switched to the inbox. A love message I received when I left home after the miscarriage made me curious, I pressed the save button to save the number, I wrote with a name "Message of love"

The green app with a picture of the phone's handle instantly peeked at and displayed the contacts I just saved. I clicked on the contact, there appeared a photo that was not familiar to me, a photo that showed a pair of people standing behind a large statue of the icon of Singapore.

It was a picture of me and my husband while on honeymoon vacation a few months ago, I didn't even have that photo on my phone.

"I love you, Honey." Click, I send a message to that number. I waited anxiously for him, hoping that the number really belonged to the person I was heading to.

Clunting! my phone rang, indicating a message was coming in. I opened it quickly.

"I love you to, honey. Get ready, I'll be right back to pick you up." A reply I received from the number, my heart seemed to flowery reading the reply, but every day I had heard the words directly from the lips of the owner.

I prepared, tidied myself up and combed my now straight hair. I am already comfortable with this straight hair, and have not intended to stop the hair straightener treatment that I am doing. It's all because I instigated Claire's seduction back then.

A few moments later someone came knocking on the door.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ....

I casually opened it, as my eyes caught the handsome figure standing before me with a bouquet of roses in his hand, I immediately scattered my arms without making small talk.

"Ah, you look very excited and happy, dear," said my husband with a sweet smile as sweet as the original honey that was harvested directly from his beehive.

"I'm doing what's best for you." A warm kiss landed on my forehead.

"You like all this?" She asked.

"Like, I like it so much."

"Good, it means not in vain my efforts all this time to find out your favorite." He wrapped his hands around my waist, a split second our faces were already very close, our lips were only two centimeters apart with breaths clashing together.

Clunting!

His phone rang, he snorted in annoyance as he grabbed the black-colored flat object from his pants pocket. I know he's upset that it's interfering with our activities that are just about to start.

"Who?" ask me while glancing towards the screen of his phone.

"Doctor Budi, he said the obstetrician is ready to see us" he replied.

"We'd better get going, Honey."

"All right, come on."

We went down the stairs together like a prince and the princess who were in intimate company. I say goodbye to Riani who is busy operating a silver laptop on her desk.

Wait, silver laptop?

Whose laptop is it?

Riani only nodded as me and my husband passed her, she threw a thin smile at me while brandishing her two thumb fingers.

You owe me an explanation, Riani.

After exiting the Boutique door, I only realized there was a Bimo bang sitting by the door. I haven't had a chance to greet him, my jealous husband had already pulled my body into his car.

"Don't ask, he served as a chauffeur, bodyguard, and security guard at your boutique" said my husband before I expressed my curiosity.

"Huh, so many tasks." I'm astonished.

"It's only for me to pay him a big salary if doing such a task is not possible" he replied. He then drove the car at the speed of leaving the boutique.

All right, your majesty the king. Whatever you say, I have no power to argue.

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After arriving at the hospital we were headed to, my husband and I immediately came to see Budi's doctor in his room, the one who was considered uncle and family by my husband and as the head of this hospital.

"Good day, Uncle. Where should I see the gynecologist?" ask my husband impatiently.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you, Ga," said doctor Budi while tidying the papers scattered on his desk.

"It looks like you know each other, see the history of the school that you both have been in," continued Dr. Budi.

"Who?" My husband looked in wonder at the male doctor whose hair was almost completely bleached.

"Come, we'll meet him, hopefully my guess is correct," replied the doctor Budi smiling, then looked at me.

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