Just One Feeling's

Bathing Flower

After a while. And after all pinching his nose, for not wanting to inhale the smell. Eventually the smell goes away on its own.

They were all completely out of thought with Bejo. Except Andin, of course. Again, only he seemed to understand. "How is it possible, Bejo is getting more and more disrespectful like that? With a flue of gas." Selena said in her heart.

Ziban flicked his hand to Secretary Chan. Give him a sign, so Secretary Chan will handle Bejo. Ziban preferred to sit on the sofa and told Andin to sit down as well.

"Dear, sit down."

There was a heavy heart that Andin felt. It feels like something he has forgotten. But I don't know what. This time Andin just nodded at Ziban, because he was waiting for Ziban to sit next to him.

Secretary Chan codes Selena using her head movements. To follow.

Selena understood firsthand, the code Secretary Chan had indeed addressed to her. Secretary Chan looked at Bejo with a sharp look.

"Hurry, come with me out!"

Secretary Chan first walked out of the room. Followed by Selena behind him. And lastly, there was Bejo who obeyed the orders of his superior secretary.

Desire to act. A sense of wanting to intercept. That's how your heart churns. And that feeling was really unable to hold and elak. Seeing, Bejo is taken out by Secretaries Chan and Selena. He knew Bejo would be tried by both of them.

"Darling, just stay here!"

Ziban, who had begun to see Andin, was about to stand up, immediately prevented him. He held his wife's arm. And before Andin commented, he immediately pulled his arm to follow him.

"Come, now you're with me."

"Where are we going, mas?"

Andin said a little hard on his feet. But Ziban kept pulling him out of his room.

Looking outside his room, milling about some of his employees who were busy, Ziban then wrapped one hand around Andin's waist. Trying to control the slightly rebellious Andin. With the intention to keep their own good name, in front of employees who might just observe. That is what Ziban means.

"Have been quiet, or not, I'll kiss you brutally here."

The whisper of Ziban near Andin's ear. Andin swallowed his saliva. It knows. And really know. Ziban often shows that his words are true. Even though what he said was a silliness. But Ziban would have done it if Andin had challenged him.

"Oh!"

Just silence. Silence is the best option for some situations.

The two of them, walking in tandem. With one hand Ziban still loosened around his wife.

"Darling?"

Ziban initiated the conversation.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You know, everybody's looking at us full of jealousy."

Andin punched Ziban in the stomach.

"You are, a hobby once makes other people jealous."

Ziban grimaced in pain. Then looked to his left right, hoping that this time no one would see his wife punching him in the stomach.

"What kind of wife are you. His wife the Prophet is not rude like you."

"Leave it."

"Basic rough woman."

"Basic guy sucks."

Ziban shook his head while smiling. Looking at his wife's head. Andin is inferior to him. That was why, Ziban was free to look at him and smile without Andin's knowledge.

They just keep walking. Until arriving at the parking lot, which already has a security guard there. Andin got into the car without waiting for Ziban.

And it is the security guard, who will help park the car of his superiors. But Ziban rejected it.

"Don't pay attention to me, could you? Look at this parking area, it's so big. I can handle it."

Ziban got into his car. Andin suddenly spoke up. Heard Ziban's words to the security guard. Which he considered, was very disrespectful. Even though the security guard is his subordinate. But it does not erase the fact that the security guard is older than Ziban. That's what Andin will say.

Said Andin while shaking his head slowly. Ziban who had started the car engine looked at Andin. Again, he understood it immediately.

Then he opened his car glass slightly, which was indeed closed.

"Heh, open the gate. Just like that, it must be told!" (say Ziban)

The security guard immediately ran towards the main gate, and immediately opened it for his superior's car. Andin was surprised by her husband. Which is getting more disrespectful. Andin's eyes, following the running footwork.

"Mas, what the hell!"

"Hust..."

Andin was getting annoyed with the answer given to him. He folded his hands in front of his chest. And throw away his face.

Ziban started driving the car, and came out of the gate. But before the car actually came out of the main gate, he stepped on the brakes. Andin still turned his face away. Really don't care.

Ziban opened the dashboard drawer. Taking a few pieces of money is worth a hundred thousand. Perhaps if it was counted, there were about thirteen sheets.

He gave it to the security guard who was still standing and holding the iron gate.

"For me, young master?"

"Not."

The security guard looked confused. He who had almost received the money, became doubtful.

"Well, this is a bonus from me. And this isn't for you. But, for your wife and children."

Suddenly a smile flashed clearly on his face. One of her children was hospitalized for typhus.

"Thank you very much, young man. May you always be happy."

"I don't have any cash. You meet Secretary Chan. Ask him for fifteen million. Tell him I told him to."

Without realizing it, the security guard gaped. While glancing at the money he was holding. The amount is not small, if only a bonus for him. And moreover, his superior was about to add fifteen million.

"But young master, that's not a small amount."

"That's nothing. And even if it were millions, it would never be comparable to my sullen wife."

Andin still turned his face away, despite hearing clearly Ziban's words though. But, it is undeniable, Andin reviewed a sweet smile.

The security guard's eyes glazed. It's damming happiness that's almost dripping.

"Thank you young master, hopefully..."

"Stop!"

"If you wish to pray, pray for both of us. Me and my wife."

The guard smiled too. Understood it. He knew what to say for his prayer.

"Hopefully, you and your wife, are immediately given a baby."

Amens.

Amens.

Andin and Ziban spoke together in his heart.

Ziban is running his car. Split the city streets, which are crowded, but not jammed.

During the trip, the two of them just kept quiet. And Ziban chose not to start the conversation. He knew, in a moment, that Andin would talk and ask him.

After a while of splitting the road, the car stopped in front of the spa. And it is true Ziban's conjecture. Andin asked directly.

"Why are we here?"

"You have to take a seven-piece flower bath here. Because Bejo saw you not wearing that veil."

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