I'm The One You Throw Out

Wagering

Zafran sat leaning on his great chair, waiting for the shipment to come while imagining his present life. Many times he breathed a long breath while remembering Lita's almost uncontrollable attitude.

His gaze was open, staring at the ceiling of the room that looked more gloomy than usual. Feels empty and empty, no happiness is felt in his present life.

Again, Zafran let out a long breath as Lita's shadow flashed back.

"Kok, buy a lot, Mas?" reprimand Lita this morning with a tinge.

"Yes, have breakfast at home." Zafran stepped in without caring about his wife's dislike.

Hurried Lita moved and pulled Zafran's hand, a heart that was upset because of the innuendo of residents in the stall grew annoyed with Lita's attitude that did not want to understand.

"No, dong, Mas. You said we'd have breakfast outside going to the barn. Why buy here? I don't want, anyway we have breakfast outside," said Lita while putting a sullen face and folding both hands on the chest.

Zafran sighed, turning his eyes panted with the frequent debate between them.

"Yes, if you don't want to eat at home, let me eat with Mom and your parents."

Zafran melengos, again did not care because he was too tired to face the stubbornness of his wife.

"Mas!" Lita stomped her legs irritatedly while following Zafran towards the dining room.

Her husband was preparing her breakfast in a bowl. He glanced at Lita who landed her butt on the bench with a bit of roughness.

"Don't be so hard, ah. Poor Mother's grandchild in your stomach, she will be in pain," Mother scolded as she gently rubbed Lita's stomach.

Lita did not deny just glancing while holding a growl in the heart. Finally, inevitably he also ate the vegetables.

Zafran rubbed his face, resting on both elbows on the table. Closing his face brushed off Lita's unsightly shadow. He lowered his hand again, moving from sitting out of the room. Lita's desk is empty, not filled by her replacement.

"Boss!" tegur Jago's.

Zafran, watching his wife's desk, turned his head, ordering the foreman to buy her the following cup of coffee for him as well. Sitting on the secretary bench, this place used to be left empty as it is now. Before Seira takes Lita in and gives her a job. At that time there was no thought of betraying Seira or their marriage.

Fad Zafran opened the desk drawer, checking the bookkeeping. Open every scrap of Lita's hand. At first it looked normal, but over time, the man's forehead frowned. The further the numbers Lita listed the more absurd.

"What'sthis? Why such a mess? Lita's been cheating all this time, huh?" Zafran muttered as he continued to open sheet by sheet the financial statement book of the warehouse.

Zafran closed the book in annoyance, slamming it on the table with a tight jaw. All this time he never checked it out of trust.

"Payment of money income is not equal, but why am I not suspicious?" Zafran clenched his annoyed hands.

However, slowly his heart began to calm down, considering that Lita had been very open about finances. The woman also always gave her money every day.

"I don't think it's possible for Lita to cheat, every day she loves the money just like me. I also always ask the warehouse officer and never difference, but why is this so? Maybe Lita's dizzy for fear that I won't marry her. Okay, take it easy, Zafran. Don't stress your wife, it can affect your child" he murmured to himself.

"Boss, here's the coffee."

Jago came carrying a cave of coffee cups, one of which he placed in front of Zafran.

"Sit, Jago! There's something I want to ask you" Zafran said, putting the book back in the drawer.

Jago said, sitting opposite the owner of the warehouse waiting for questions from him.

"What do you want to ask, boss? I think it's important and precarious" said the thick-bearded man as he landed his butt on the bench.

Zafran sighed, the fact that he wanted to forget Seira was not able to do. Curiosity where the former went remains stuck in the heart.

"You are, right, Deket same Sei. Do you know where Sei is? Or where to go?" tanya Zafran gave a glance behind the coffee glass that he was sipping.

Jago looked calm, not surprised at all by the question from his boss. He sipped coffee and put the glass back on the table. Jago had already guessed what Zafran wanted to ask him.

"Sorry, Mr. Boss. I saw Mom, but I didn't know where she was going. I saw him as Sari and Udin, but I didn't bring a car. Residential walk out, that's all. Because at that time I again bring the goods to be delivered to the customer," replied Jago as calmly as possible.

His forehead folded slightly, noticing the ripples of Zafran's face that turned agitated. There are concerns that Zafran cannot hide from his foreman.

The former Seira nodded her head, not seeing the lie in Jago's eyes. He sipped his coffee back before discussing anything else.

"Well, how are we working with that famous restaurant? Is there a problem?" tanya Zafran recalled her cooperation with a large and famous restaurant in their city.

The smile that Jago carved calmed Zafran's heart, at least there was good news that he would hear.

"Yesterday there was an obstacle, boss. A little, but we've got it handled. The restaurant owner wants super anti-failure rice, and our warehouse has what he asked for. He also dares to pay dearly, Boss, double. He said, satisfied with the quality of rice we have," said Jago.

Zafran smiled with satisfaction hearing that, his head mangosteen made Jago feel happy too.

"That's strong, Jago. Don't let go" he said, clenching his hands in front of his chest.

Continue with a chat discussing other things while enjoying each other's coffee. Their conversation stopped when the waiting came.

Elsewhere, a woman in sexy clothes was sitting in a cafe with three other people. They talk, talk about each other's luck.

"You're great, yeah, Lita. Kok, can that Boss Zafran move in with you. Though, right, he's in love with his wife's death," teased one of the women sitting with him.

Lita blushed, sitting elegantly while playing the cards in hand. Earlier this morning he requested the card from Zafran despite being half pushy and half threatening.

"Yes, dong, means I won the bet. As you guys promised ...here, I want today too, yes," said Lita playing her hand asking.

His heart was very happy that day, could get a credit card also got a lot of betting money.