I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 60. I'm Hungry

Mr. Kevin looks nervous holding his phone, waiting while looking at me, his wise face painting a smile makes me carried away to smile back as well. Before long he was heard starting to talk to Ms. Salsabila at the end of the phone line.

"Yes, Mom. For now, Bu Hani still has another unfinished project. We are afraid of disappointing if we take too long to finish the project," said Mr. Evin explained a reason, making me say thank you in my heart to hear his kindness.

"Oh, so? Okay, Mom, fine. Tomorrow morning, yeah. Thanks, Miss Salsabila." Mr. Kevin also closed the conversation that was not too long, it was just me who was pounding waiting for news from him.

"Bu Salsabila wants to see Bu Hani tomorrow morning around nine. Want to nego directly, I do not dare to pressure customers to directly agree to change the team structure." Mr. Kevin stated.

"Yes, it's nothing. Mr."

"I think, meet tomorrow. Can, huh?"

"certain, Sir. I can, "I have no other choice.

Mr. Kevin then asked me the results of my side decision earlier, I nervously let you know if I am a sigle parent now, a more subtle equivalent to calling me a widow.

The man who was now only two living with his son who was already in college, developed a warm smile on his face. With a sigh, he again offered an invitation to dinner together. It's a kind of gratitude if he's happy with the results of my divorce trial.

My boss was apparently quite persistent, not receding to approach me even though I often avoided attention from him.

"Sorry, Mr. Kevin. There my mother-in-law was visiting her grandson and staying at home, I could not leave. Excuse me, thank you for your help."

The man nodded weakly, only silent but still trying to smile released me who was standing about to come out of his room. A man as good as himself, I must give you a sense of disappointment in another man named Julio Wardhana.

Today really made my body tired. A lot of events are enough to occupy my thoughts and time that I experience in a row. I even filled my stomach this morning before leaving for the trial. My vision began to blur, I had not walked far out of Mr. Kevin's room, docked to the wall while holding on to the sturdy, cream-colored building.

"Mom Hani, my goodness." A pair of sturdy hands I felt caught me before it almost fell from the daze.

"Sorry, sir, sorry." I see, I can still faintly see Mr. Kevin's face before I finally remember nothing else.

Luluk and a few female colleagues I could see poking around me who was lying on the long sofa of the office lobby. But I did not see the presence of Mr. Kevin, as I recall, he propped me up when he almost collapsed to the floor.

"Where does it feel, dear? Dizziness, coldness, nausea, what's the way?" Luluk's voice was the first I heard as I smelled the scent of eucalyptus and started to open my eyes slowly.

"Nausea? You think Hani cravings?" A female colleague of mine was heard throwing a joke at Luluk, making me start to smile.

Another colleague offered me a glass of warm tea while helping me to sit down.

"I'm hungry" I said softly.

"Yes my. You are, yes. Just panic people, he fainted from hunger!" Luluk grumbled but his face held back a laugh.

Some colleagues laughed as well, they started saying goodbye to go home first, some went to buy me food.

"I think you're under too much stress that you think. Until you forget to eat, your body is also exhausted. Already, life is always side by side with the test, make it fun, gih."

"Would you like to take a cab or can I just drive? Don't be forced to drive. Or should I call Julio to pick him up? Let your car stay in the office first." Luluk asked impatiently, it seemed like he was tired as well and wanted to be able to go home soon.

"Office drivers are free, huh? I'd like to ask you to get us in my car, I'll get a taxi back later." I was looking for another option, I remember my son I had to pick up too.

Luluk seemed busy typing on his phone, then asked me to be quiet first with a gesture. "Done. You just wait here while eating and resting. Julio's gonna pick up your son. I go home first, are you okay?"

"You're ngabarin Julio?" I asked with my face getting pias.

"Yes. All you can do is Julio. I can get you anther, but can't help pick up your son because he's not in time."

What you want to say, Luluk has tried to solve my problem there is no way I can disappoint his kindness even though I am trying to take the distance not to meet with Mr. Julio first. My plan to avoid meeting the man until the end of the iddah period must finally fail.

"Just massage. You're so pale, I'm left with nothing, yeah. This is your bag I prepared." said Luluk after making sure my condition was harmless and he immediately went home.

I stared around, quiet as Luluk and my colleagues left. Lose the body expels the tired that just started I guess.

Changing my mind, I tried to call Mr. Julio to correct Luluk's request to him. My mind is I can take a taxi home and the tall man can pick up my son. I had promised myself to avoid being as close to the man as I could, but why is it this hard.

I called Mr. Julio many times, but the man did not answer my call. Maybe he was busy driving. I closed my eyes until I felt drowsiness attacking put me to sleep after my stomach filled with a portion of the complete food bought by my colleague earlier.

A conversation between two men greeted my hearing. My eyes opened slowly, immediately awareness came upon me and I quickly sat more upright on the back of the sofa when I realized that Mr. Kevin was sitting next to me and supported me while I was asleep.

"Bu Hani is awake, I'll take her home." Mr. Julio's stern voice echoed in the spacious and quiet lobby room.

"Well, I want to go home too." Mr. Kevin stood up from beside me hurriedly in a misbehavior.

My son hugged and asked me how I was.

"Mother fainted, why?" ask Fahmi ceamas.

"It's okay, honey. Mother is just a tadpole. Let's go home."

"Where's my car key? I'm gonna drop the security guard, let me have an employee take your car home." Mr. Julio said in a flat voice, it seems he was very upset to see me quite close to Mr. Kevin earlier.

According to her door, I looked for the car keys in the bag that was on my lap.on Fahmi, I stepped out of the office lobby slowly. Mr. Julio doesn't talk much. The man followed behind me and Fahmi. I don't know, maybe he's still upset with me.

Being in Mr. Julio's car, Fahmi and I waited for the man to put my car keys in the security guard post at the entrance of the office building and then he stood next to the car calling someone.

I steadied Mr. Julio from a distance with the novelty of the yoke, he was so responsible for ensuring all my affairs and circumstances well. One thing I just realized, the man was jealous and protected his loved ones very protectively. Is that what makes Salsabila go from the mature brown-skinned man?

The road to the house was quiet like never before if the three of us were in one car. Fahmi sat in front while staring at the solid road. My hands are clasped together, one,.

Mr. Julio who usually melts the atmosphere with his jokes, this time only often looks at me through the glass above his head. I also did not dare to start a joke when everyone looked tired with their own thoughts. I think silence is the best option.