I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 32. Maduku's Arrival

"How, Mrs Hani, can you, huh?" Kevin repeated the question. I was getting stunned, having to answer what to the established widower who had not long since left his wife.

I opened the door to Mr. Kevin's room wider before I turned to look at the man for a glance, then looked down to answer the request of my good boss.

"Eemm, I still haven't finished finishing the Superindo ad, sir. Plan to overtime with Luluk later. Sorry, I can't accompany Mr. Kevin."

Mr. Kevin is a good man and good attitude, of course I can't bear to shrink his pride. But it feels like the beetles are coming too soon when my budding petals have not bloomed perfectly again.

Surprised at my reply, the man fell silent for a moment. But finally understood.

"Yes, I forgot Ms. Hani had a lot of work targets. Maybe next time" said the man.

Smiling relieved, I was in a hurry with a pias face as if just released from a big stone crush that pierced the chest.

Inevitably, not to mention the divorce lawsuit that I filed decided by the judges, God again tested my ability to keep marwah as a woman who had just risen from lara.

In the past, when I was a lot of silent at home sincerely serving to take care of the family, my advantages were not seen in the eyes of other men until my spirit was awake as a woman and a wife. Now, once my household collapsed until I appeared in the workforce, it was hard for me to hide from the gaze of the men around me. I can only try to keep limits with the opposite sex, keeping slanders that might come at me.

Since that day, where I can no longer struggle spoiled to take my husband to work while peeping my forehead, and no longer considered in the heart of Mas Bayu. I ventured to leave my husband's house, decided to close my aura while learning to improve myself to take God's direction.

I went back to my room, ran to work, I went back to see Luluk. Focus, focus, focus, there are children whose future is still long to fight for.

"I think we need to meet the temperature of graphic design to help finish the print version of the ad. Visual ads are ready to go I'm sure it's good. Which print ads we still need to enrich the appearance, so more interesting the buyer's suggestion that"

"Huh? What is the normal temperature of the room? gurauku idle.

"Air temperature. I'm serious, Hani! I'll let you." Luluk manyun, sewot heard my joke.

Eh, since when did I become relaxed to undergo problems, hmm I know the ringleader who transmitted that attitude to me, Mr. Julio. How is the man, there is also no news of the invitation he said at that time. Aih, what's wrong with me, this busy but it's gone wrong.

"alright. Is not enough of our team's ability to handle itself?" I started to get serious.

"Enough anyway, but we need to upgrade dong's abilities. Advertising competition is getting tougher. Later in the afternoon is in order to pick up your son, we meet the guy."

"okay."

So Luluk. He was not satisfied quickly even though I knew he was very high skill, but he did not turn a blind eye to continue learning.

"Sssst, something's coming." Suddenly Luluk pointed his chin at the door of our room which was knocked from outside.

"Please" I cried loudly but kindly.

Me and Luluk were both surprised to see the figure that opened the door. Women in high heels, three-quarters of a foot tight skirt with a high side hemisphere were standing upright staring at us. The woman fixed the position of her cardigan, covering her puffed up chest.

Crazy, the old virgin made us gawk at her appearance, sure enough Mas Bayu to marry her secretly without asking for my sincerity to be combined. Now I understand why, even though I try to take care of myself and act more seductive but my marriage can't go back to being okay. My body was not perfect for the other woman, and my husband could not resist the other temptation in his eyes.

"Please, Early Mom." I repeated my words as I stepped in to prepare a chair for my guest, trying sincerely to have to meet my husband's seizing woman often.

"Refrifying? I mean, the ads are ninety-five percent ready." Luluk immediately ignited emotions.

"Yes. I don't need to be clear. I once told Bu Hani if our products should be described as equivalent to the quality of product A. So today I bring the visualization in writing more complete." He said without burden.

"Why not from yesterday-yester mother convey the visualization again? Can't! We've finished according to the visualization deal that mom gave us at the beginning." Luluk confirmed our position.

"Ee, wait. Ms Hani already knew her son Mr Darma? This is a direct request from him. He's a graphic design expert, it's natural that the ads should be perfect as you want." Dini threw his flagship bullet at me, Mr. Julio's request said.

"Mighty fool. We don't want to go back from the beginning. You think we're working a little bit? There are still many other projects waiting to be done." Luluk attacked Dini again, not willing to succumb to the strange coercion of the woman.

"Yes whatever, but later do not expect royalties to drop one hundred percent because the ads are not in accordance with the wishes of our company owner. Mr. Julio who asked for a visual revision, he immediately met me." Dini insists.

I frowned suspiciously, it seemed like the woman wanted to pitted against me and Mr. Julio, hemm her fluffy wits I could read.

"Mom understands the rules of cooperation, huh? The clause was clear in the agreement, no foxes of sudden requests so." Luluk still persistently debated Dini.

"Bu Dini, what if I invite Mr. Julio here first, let him meet us. Or we send advertisements that we have made even though it is not time we send them. Let him judge us by our hard work. How, Mom?" I said.

I gave a crushing attack on the rioting woman. For the second time he tried to screw up my project, just as he wanted to.

"Can. I'll be here with Mr. Julio." He answered in an unconvincing voice.

"Quick send the ad. Excuse me." From her tone, it was obvious that the woman still had another tactic to cheat me.

The shiny smooth-faced woman also passed with pongah steps. It seems Luluk has been very furious to pounce on him if he does not remember ethics at work.

"Patience, this is a trial," I said again throwing jokes while rubbing Luluk's shoulder, he shook his head.

"Basar virgin old indeed. You wonder anyway, why Dini is after your husband whose position is lower than him? What mode is try? Something's wrong like that." Luluk knitted his two eyebrows.

I shrugged, lazily discussing the past.

"That's your response? I swear to you fifteen years.not a short time you were married. Unlike me who was destroyed before the first five years of marriage." Luluk shook his shoulders, throwing out his great sense of hers.

I just kept quiet, pondering Luluk's words but did not find a reason why the fifteen years I spent still could not strengthen my marriage.

"Eh, don't forget later in the afternoon we meet the temperature of the graphic design, yes. I've been hunting online to make a schedule to meet."

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"Eh, yes. Let's meet Mr. Kevin, let's ask his opinion about Dini's request earlier.' Luluk pulled my hand.

Quibble. I don't think I want to see Mr. Kevin more often, there's a sense of hesitation after knowing he paid more attention to me.