It turns out my soul mate

Episode 37's

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In the room, Aldi sat restlessly in his great chair. He unceasingly looked at the cell phone on the desk, feeling that time was running so slow.

10:35

"Aissh. Why is it so slow at 11pm." Aldi brackets throw back his phone to the table

10:55

"It's time" Aldi grinned, then made a call through the intercom.

"Cit, you tell Riska in my room and have Dodi buy 2 packs of rice with grilled duck." Aldi immediately decided on the call without waiting for his secretary's answer.

Tok..

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, Aldi quickly jumped to lie down on the sofa.

"Lake in!" A hoarse and weak voice Aldi issued as a sahutan

"She called me?" Riska entered with ogah-ogahan

"Hm!" Aldi muttered softly as he stroked his forehead

With a worried face, Riska started to get closer to the sofa. "Mother why? it hurt?"

"It's like a limp, same head hurts." With a weak voice like a sick person, Aldi saw Riska's face getting worried.

"Would you take your medicine?"

"Yet, here's my head massage." Aldi put the sofa on his head

Riska sat following Aldi's orders, after she sat down quickly Aldi raised his head to sleep on Riska's thigh. Riska is calm, tangent to Aldi's attitude.

Before Riska issued a statement, Aldi first cut with his words. "No need to ge er, I did this just because I was looking for a comfortable position. Not more."

Riska also began to massage Aldi's forehead slowly, then Aldi again acted by telling her to wipe her hair.

While he was busy wiping Aldi's head, Riska's stomach rang asking for intake. Aldi who heard it quickly turned to face Riska's stomach.

"Papa's son is hungry? what do you want to eat, baby? hm?" Said Aldi while gently stroking Riska's stomach from outside the shirt.

Riska was dumbstruck by Aldi's treatment, their position was now so intimate. Busy each, so they did not hear the knocking of the door.

"Sir, this pesana-Dodi instantly fell silent stiffly staring at the 2 people in front of him.

Riska who heard the voice of someone, blinked from the subconscious looking at Dodi who was standing by the door.

Bruk!

"Which, what the hell. How did you fall on me?" Press Aldi after standing up.

What a great act, dear Mr. Aldi.

Riska smothered Aldi's mouth, then stared with a forced smile at Dodi.

"Well, what did you say?" Riska asked nervously

Dodi cleared his throat, normalizing his expression "Ehem, I just want to take Aldi's orders." He then put his food on the table near the sofa

"I'm sorry sir" Dodi came out after a nod from Aldi whose mouth was still smothered by Riska.

Aldi forcibly removed Riska's stock in his mouth. "You're not polite like your husband and boss.." Aldi wiped his mouth with a tissue

"What the fuck, why call me dear? huh uh?" Riska clucked her waist at Aldi

"Why really? it's a husband's reflex to a wife, that's all." Aldi casually threw his body sitting on the sofa.

"Daddy want them to be suspicious or know we're married? huh uh?" Riska did not change her position, still standing face to face with Aldi

"Yes? Let's just all know if we're husband and wife."

"Father bego what senile? You asked me to keep this marriage a secret, right?" Riska boldly pointed at Aldi's face

Two people standing in front of the door, like a husband and wife drama audience, were fighting without anyone noticing.

"Stop! he will be angry. Now eat first, our son is hungry." Aldi pulled Riska's hand, because of the wrong position until Riska fell to sit on Aldi's thigh. Two people in front of the door were glaring.

"Suit.. Still in the office loh boss, if you want to ask for rations at home aja keles." Chirps Bian seduces

Riska wanted to stand up but her waist was held back by Aldi. "Where are you going hm? eat first, just get out." The whisperer Aldi in Riska

"Ce ilahhh bini man. feels the world belongs to both, the other is greedy." Bian's words immediately made Citra beside him reveal a face full of questions.

"Sir this--Riska this is my wife!" Image Speech directly cut Aldi.

The image grimaced then continued his words. "No, sir, I just wanted to submit a review report for the project, sir."

Riska looked down embarrassedly not daring to look at Bian and Citra, while Aldi scratched his nape.

"O-okay, put it on the table."

Instantly Aldi wanted to dive to the bottom of the sea, did not want to show his face. Shame, very shy.

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