Happy After Divorce

CHAPTER 35. KEEP AWAY

Selena felt her head was smoky, facing the big boss who was careless. This and that are always wrong, Selena was astonished. The mood of the boss is like a rollercoaster ride, a little soar. A few more minutes immediately freefall can not be prevented, at least the stock chart is more stable up and down compared to the mood of the big boss.

"Okay, Mr. President. This is according to what Mr. President wants, everything I have bought. The sweet box didn't fit, and I bought a second one. In fact he said too bland, well continue that to the third box. This is not sweet or not bland as well, this is a mediocre stage. Mr. President said not to be a chocolate cake message, replace the strawberry. This one is problematic, so all the contents of the storefront cake I bought Mr. President. Now you can taste, as much as possible!" Selena explained in one breath.

Secretary Mark is over, I swear! If only the salary offered by Mark's company is more than capable of making Selena happy. Ogah also for Selena serving this suddenly unclear boss, already like a woman coming the moon. Ah, no! The boss is more than the woman who comes by the moon. Mark is like a pregnant woman who craves, all things are not right.

Next to Mark's eyebrows swooped sharply upwards, glancing towards the row of cup cakes. Then turning towards the secretary's face that was crimson, Mark snorted in annoyance.

"You think I'm the judge for the cup cake race, huh!" Mark exclaimed, scorned.

Nah, right! Look how annoying Mark Louis is. Deep inside Selena wanted to burn down one building because the boss, she breathed in slowly.

Okay, patience.

"Excuse me, Mr. President. If I sound too loud in your ears. I think you've been impregnating women out there. You are like a man who has couvade syndrome, it has been 1 month more Mr. President like this," replied Selena, actually ngasal.

This woman is not meant to be strange, only being annoyed by what happened to her. Selena works a bone slam to please the boss's weird taste, and what was the boss saying? 'The cup cake!' Selena was only able to snort in annoyance silently. Still dear salary, branded bags and elite apartments, if he is fired everything will be lost.

Mark's two eyelids blinked twice, impregnating another woman? Just know Mark himself. He did not touch any woman at all, already wanted 1 year. Mark had indeed lost interest in bed adventuring, where he might have impregnated another woman.

"Campus," muttered Selena almost whispering. "Hehe.. sorry Mr. President, I just talked nga—"

BRACKET!

Selena's body gasped because the boss suddenly hit the table surface, making the speed of Selena's words stop suddenly. Selena held her breath, Mark got up from his sitting position after hitting the table with his head nodding indistinctly.

"Yes, yes, yes, it could be that it wasn't a wet dream. Goddamnit! Why can I be foisted," Mark's monologue, a slanted smile imprinted on his lips.

"Huh? What did the President say?" ask Selena timidly.

"You!" Mark pointed towards Selena, making the woman shiver in fear. "Your next month I'm going to give you double" Mark continued, making Selena's pupils dilate.

Mark snuck past Selena frozen in place, wait! Selena wasn't fired, but her salary was double? What exactly is it? Selena was confused as to what to react.

...***...

Dinar was only able to comment on the gloating smile on the middle-aged woman and the middle-aged man in front of her at this moment, both of whom were distant relatives of her ex-husband. Just arrived in Jakarta, he said.

"Bude sepet pangling loh, when he saw Dinar. Until Pakde said that Bude was wrong," he said cheerfully.

"How Pakde did not feel Bude was wrong, Dinar kayak teen girl. Pretty, prettier than the last time we both met at Amira's wedding," chirped the man with a warm smile, Dinar again commenting on the smile without authorization.

"Yes, it's possible because she's pregnant. He said hormones pregnant women can make women many times more beautiful, loh, sir," he said, with enthusiasm.

Dinar choked to hear the words of the two, the middle-aged woman even chuckled.

"People who are old like Bude can see the changes of pregnant people, Dinar. From the posture, the pelvis, and the anu, it seems to change" whispered Jubaidah, to Dinar. Glancing towards two things, the pelvis and the chest of Dinar.

Dinar quickly nodded, and said, "I'm no longer pregnant, Bude. And I'm sorry, like Bude and Pakde don't know yet, yes. If I'm the same Mas Damar is divorced, already want to go in 3 months."

Dinar had to give the 'mas' frills back to Damar, her ex-husband in front of Jubaidah and Tohir. The two fought each other glancing at the eyes, and gulped roughly in saliva.

"Bude! Pakde!" the loud cry from the sound of baritone calling out to the two across the mall pavement shifted the focus of the three.

Damar glanced to the right and to the left, feeling safe. Damar quickly crossed the road, heading towards the two. Damar's footsteps stopped for a moment, when his bead eyes found the presence of Dinar there. Standing beside Jubaidah, he again swung his footsteps closer to the three.

"Well, that's Mas Damar already coming. Then, Dinar said yes, Bude! Pakde!" Dinar exclaimed out his hand at Jubaidah and Tohir, greeting the two before stepping wide leaving them pointed in the other direction.

Dinar should leave them immediately, it could be dangerous if Damar finds out. The dinar can hear the sound of the call from behind, it's clearly Damar. The two legs of the Dinar level move faster and faster, what is in the brain of the current Dinar is disappearing from the Damar.

HAP!

"Think!"

The pull on his wrist made Dinar surprised, he looked at the retina of the widened Dinar eyes to find Roy's presence.

"My car's out there, let me drive you to your apartment, '" he said, looking to see what happened.

Dinar glanced from the tail of his eyes, he still got the existence of Damar from a distance stepping closer to him.

"Yes, please take me," said Dinar agreed to be delivered by his former fiancee this one.

Roy smiled widely, he led Dinar towards the car that was still burning. Lucky Roy, found Dinar who seemed to be walking in a hurry. Whatever his mother said, in Roy's own eyes Dinar was more valuable than the treasures and thrones offered by his family.

Seriate...