I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 45. Dinner

Entering the residential gate, in a moment we will be at home, I can still see the happy face of my son. So does Mr. Julio, it looks like tonight is the most beautiful night for him.

Everyone smiled back at each other saying that we wanted to go together again one day, until an SUV belonging to Mas bayu appeared parked in front of the fence and everything was silent.

The owner of the SUV car was immediately out of his car when the vehicle driven by Mr. Julio slowly stopped not far from the gate. The look on his face was impatiently waiting for us to get out of the car.

Smiling Mas Bayu, seeing us one by one getting out of the car, smiling wistfully. He looked at me and his son took turns, stepped closer to Fahmi, then hugged tightly.

"As long as you stay here, I'll take care of your mother, yes, son. Come on in for a break so tomorrow won't be late wake up." Mas Bayu rubbed Fahmi's head while giving a message, then took off his deck.

Reluctantly Fahmi nodded, took the house key from me and slowly entered the house. Sometimes my son looked at the three of us in turn, until he finally entered and closed the door again.

"Where are you walking from?" Mas bayu said quietly, his voice trembling with anger and disappointment.

'Only dinner, I give appreciation for the success of Bu Hani, he is my business partner," said Mr. Julio calmly."Business associate, really? You know Hani is still my legal wife?" exclaimed Mas Bayu quickly, making me worry to see him began to be provoked anger.

"Know. Ms. Hani who will handle the Muslim women's clothing photo model in my boutique. We just ate to the restaurant and went straight home."

"Although only dinner, but the permission of her husband was not?" Back Mas Bayu raised his voice.

"We have no relationship whatsoever, after all, Ms. Hani has sued your divorce, right?" obviously Mr. Julio again.

"But I can still refer to it if you get divorced later, you stay away from Hani and my son," said Mas Bayu until the sharp views of the two men clashed.

"Hmmp, I'm not approaching them. Do I need to re-explain our cooperation? Ms. Hani is a very good woman, she is strong in maintaining her self-esteem. You're not lucky if he doesn't want to refer to you again." Mr. Julio was still calmly standing next to his car even though Mas Bayu almost lost control.

"It's been night, very night. It's not appropriate for you to go together," said Mas Bayu growled.

"But we're not just the two of us. When you went alone with another woman just the two of you, did you ask Bu Hani's permission as your legal wife?" Mr. Julio turned the question around to make Mas bayu silent to hold back his anger.

I understand how Mas Bayu feels, he really wants to come back to me. But all I see in him now is guilt and he wants to make up for it. I had to think long enough to take it back because the lara would continue to wander, visiting every night if I returned with Mas Bayu.

"Bu hani just come in, rest. I have to work tomorrow. I say goodbye, we'll discuss the button ad again sometime." Mr. Julio smiled, nodded his head at me and Bayu and got into his car.

My nod and smile on the mature brown-skinned man made Mas Bayu more blood, he knocked on the car window, asked Mr. Julio to lower the window glass.

"There's something you should know, I'm a selfish man who won't stop fighting until I get what I want."

The two men's eyes returned.

"Okay, but I think you are struggling at the wrong time, although there is no word too late but you have to see the reality too, right? Never mind, that's your right, I won't interfere with your right, just go ahead. Kindness belongs only to those who will reach for it, as I feel."

The tall man with mature brown skin, thick eyebrows, shady eyes, and humble also said hello and sounded the horn farewell.

"Be careful with that guy, Hani. It's not as good as it looks. I know his past." Mas Bayu looked at me softly.

I looked at him flat, not just believing Mas Bayu's words because every time I was with Mr. Julio, I always felt comfortable. He is the man who is, the good will certainly still look good, there is no trick to cover his ugliness.

'Oh yeah? What's his past like?" my many.

"That man was married, I don't think he's a good man because his wife just left."

"I can tell which men are good, which are not. From your betrayal I learned. Go home, Mum." Stepping away from Mas Bayu, I passed by while taking a deep breath.

"Think again, Hani. For our son's sake, for my mother's sake, for both of us."

"I've been thinking about it. You said it was for the both of us? Do you want to get rid of it?"

****

Days passed, weeks changed. My routine is almost the same every day, working and taking care of my baby. Like today I was in the office. Early in the morning after the briefing in the meeting room, Mr. Kevin asked me and Luluk to stay.

"Like a little problem. The product logo that you made for Superindo to this day has not entered the patent payment, try to meet Bu Dini or Pak Bayu, yes."

Luluk and I looked at each other, we seemed to have the same bad guess, Be here.

"We've been chasing deadlines for other projects, sir. If you have to go there, the time cannot be as soon as possible. Let me just get a friend from our team to go." Luluk said while representing me.

"Kalua that way, let me be the same Miss Hani who went there. Bu Luluk can remain accompanied by the team after the deadline. It's urgent and it has to be one of you two who takes care of it head-on." Kevin gave me an alternative.

Luluk immediately nodded in agreement, giving me no more chances to refuse. He didn't know I was ambushed by anxiety, I couldn't imagine having to go alone with Mr. Kevin.

"I leave first if that is so, I want to go to the ATM bridge first to take money," said I avoid in one car with my boss later.

"I can take it to the ATM bridge all the way, ma'am. It's okay."

"It has. Together with Mr. Kevin just let it get there quickly, quickly back here again help me, gih," said Luluk in support of our superiors.

I fell silent helplessly, then immediately went into my room to prepare some documents that Mr. Kevin asked us to bring.

"Bu Hani has started his divorce hearing?" mr. Kevin asked, looking at me from the glass on the dashboard of his car. We're already on our way to Superindo's big office.

"It's just coming to Tuesday's hearing tomorrow, sir.

"Hopefully smooth, yes. Quickly get a mate again."

"Thank you, sir," I replied politely.

I started to get caught off guard, this conversation I could read would come down to which direction.

"By the father, why was the payment delayed," I immediately switched the conversation.

Our conversation shifted to our projects. Until I can breathe a sigh of relief, when the Superindo building began to appear from a distance.

"From our company there will be a holiday reward abroad for Bu Hani, Bu Luluk and team. We set the right timing later, can be picky first this big problem, yes."

I nodded sparklingly, not expecting there will be a holiday reward abroad later. Allah has given me favor in the midst of the trials I have faced. It is evident that there is a sign from Allah which I believe, 'Because after the difficulty there is ease.'

Pursuing time, I tried to step quickly to follow the foot of the level of Mr. Kevin who swung wide. Out of the elevator, by chance we met with Mr. Dito Wardhana. As soon as I imagined the face of the son of the owner of Superindo, their faces had little in common, only their skin color was different. Mr. Julio is as mature as his mother.

"Sir Kevin with Ma'am, who's meeting with you?"

"We're there need to be with the division Mom Early, sir."

"Is it not clear yet about the royalty payment? I guess I already. Let's go to my room first."

Kevin nodded, I was the same. We entered the elevator back to get to Mr. Dito's room.

Once sitting in the room of Mr. Dito, politely Mr. Kevin explained the astonishment of the Superindo owner.

"Why is Early Bu still withholding payment of product patent purchases, huh? It's been a long time, it should have completed the payment signature first it had to be processed. Let me call into this room now, I want to hear the explanation directly."

A few minutes after Mr. Dito called by office phone, his secretary told him that Ms. Dini did not go to the office without news, as well as Mas Bayu. Hearing their absence simultaneously, I was enveloped in wonder. What makes both of them fail to work without notice. Did something happen to them? My mind guessed indeterminate.