Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 33
"Ma ..af, Sir. I ...." Tria did not continue her sentence. The nervousness hit the OB. His tongue fell for a moment.
If he hadn't met Wira last night, of course that nervousness wouldn't have been his this morning. Foolish time with the scandal of his boss. But everything was different, when he knew that the man who was making out with his secretary was none other than Angie's husband, his old friend.
Wira was no less awkward, staring at Stevi full of anger. The man's heart was not only nervous, but mixed with panic and ketar ketir. He was sure, Tria could see the scene clearly.
Stevi hurriedly walked out of the room. Subjected in fear to the horrifying gaze of the Wira. He knows, after this will be able to rampage Wira again.
"Please." The hero returns to his position. Stand far away, enjoying the view outside the window. Stand with both hands tucked in the pocket of her cloth pants. Trying to cover up her feelings, Wira chose not to look at Tria in the slightest.
The man turned around when he heard that the door of his room was tightly closed.
"Stevs! Meet me now!" Wira made a call to her secretary over the phone. His anger needs an outlet and Stevi is the right and proper person.
"What do you mean?" The hero immediately threw the file over his desk towards Stevi. Right hit the secretary's arm and quite hurt when the tip of the file hit the skin of his hand.
"From the beginning I said stop touching me secretly and stop calling me that!" namel Hero. Not just files, now the whole table has been destroyed. Descending caste, inhabiting patterned wood-plated floors. The hero scooped up all the contents of his desk and dropped it with emotion.
"Ma ..af, Mas" said Stevi bowed.
The anger of the hero who was always on him sometimes made the woman tired. This marriage only earned him luxury and status without clarity but not for the love of the Hero. A love that for dozens of full-blown times is embedded in every prayer, tucked in every hope.
"You must remember who that man was!"
Stevi frowned, trying to recall.
"Isn't he a masterpiece ...."
"He was Tria, Naina's best friend in Yogyakarta. Just pray that he doesn't report to my wife. My marriage to Naina is over, our relationship is over!" cut Hero.
"Recover my room. I don't want to see you today. As much as possible don't put your face in front of me!" The hero stepped out of his room with fury gathering in his chest.
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After the boutique, Naina drove her mini-cooper car to her husband's office. Smiling at the lunchbox in the next chair, Naina refocused on her steering wheel.
Half an hour, his car breezed into the Wira office yard. Still had time to apply pink lipstick before going down and spread a smile on her husband's employees.
As his feet stepped in the lobby, suddenly a masculine voice greeted him. Just hearing the greeting, Naina was able to guess the owner of the voice.
"Angie ...."
"Sir Tria ...." Naina turned.
"Angie, can we talk to you for a second?" asked Tria, venturing out. As a subordinate in this company, of course there is a hint of hesitation when dealing with the wife of the company owner.
"I have to meet my husband first. I'll see Tria's sister later." Naina answered while showing the box she was carrying.
"Leave your mobile number, I'll call Tria again as soon as I'm done seeing Mas Wira."
Thus, the brief meeting ended with the exchange of mobile numbers.
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As Naina exits the elevator, the woman stares at the empty secretary's desk. Not usually, it had just started lunchtime, but Stevi was already out of place.
"Maz ....!" peekik Naina suddenly opened the door. Surprise her husband.
The hero was busy with his laptop open in front of him, revealing a big smile when he found Naina already in sight.
"No already. Nai brought what food for lunch Mas," asked Wira, closed the laptop in front of him and gave a thin kiss on the lips of his wife.
"Nai can't cook. So, Nai bought soto betawi for lunch." The woman with the knee-length dress started to open the food box.
"It doesn't matter." The hero had pulled his wife's waist closer. Dropped his head in Naina's stomach.
"Mas, why be spoiled like this? Is there a problem?" ask Naina. Gemulai's hands have been gently rubbing the shoots of her husband's head, along with the heavy hands of the Hero who clutched tightly to his wife's waist.
"none. I just want to hide with you." Wira said slowly.
"What's the problem? Got into a fight with Stevi again? I didn't see him just now. Usually she always sits at the table making makeup." Naina shut her mouth, after gossiping about Stevi.
"Yes, we had another fight." Wira bluntly.
"Yes God ... Mas. What's the matter again?"
The hero was silent for a moment. Looking up at his wife's beautiful eyes.
"I scolded him, Nai." Wira said slowly.
The burly hand pulled his wife to sit on his lap. Then hugged tightly while dropping his chin on Naina's shoulder.
"Stevi has been presumptuous to embrace me and to the will of your friend, Tria." The hero is honest.
Surprised and kept the jealousy. Naina tried not to pull the long pain that suddenly hit her. He knows, Wira and Stevi are in office. Even that hug used to be common.
"sorry. They can't avoid. There is no intention. I just want to be in Nai's arms. Just Naina. Don't want any woman's hug."
"Nai jealous!" his gerrick. Immediately wake up and pull the body of the hero following him.
"Where's he hugging, Mas?" ask Naina quietly. Trying to stop myself from crying.
"Here!" The hero demonstrated the place where Stevi was holding her.
Naina's hands were tightly wrapped around her husband's waist, her body was already attached to her husband's back.
"Nai's already erased his tracks, Mas. Don't be angry anymore. Leave me. Nai will nag him later." Naina said slowly.
“Mas, why did Stevi hug you?” Naina asked back. The curious has not disappeared completely.
Stevi hugged her husband there must be a reason. It was impossible without reason to suddenly hug the husband of another woman.
“He discusses his household issues. And his daughter.” Hero answered. The man was looking for a way to answer his wife's questions. As much as possible do not want to lie too much.
“Indeed her husband where, Mas?” ask Naina quietly. The more I asked, the more curious I became.
“Her husband is married.” The hero tells the story with the heart beating fast. The word for word that came out of the man's lips was like a bomb about to explode, biding time.
“Gosh!” Naina surprised. The deck is getting tighter.
“Lalu ... his first wife allows?” ask Naina again.
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TB
Please be patient yes, this is soon uncovered and ending🙏🙏
