Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 35
Naina breezed casually after removing her strands on Stevi, the husband's secretary who had passed her by. All this time she could still calm down, but after hearing her husband's story, there was a sense of uneasiness in her heart. If Stevi can carelessly sleep with men, it certainly does not include good women as he had been expecting.
It could be that one day, he will ensnare Wira. Although Naina was convinced, Wira loved her very much. There must be a time when the Hero is off guard and so is fine dining too.
“It seems that from now on, I have to be careful with Stevi,” muttered, stepping into the elevator.
The foot was wrapped in five-centimeter-high wedges that stepped into the office canteen. With her right hand pressed against the bone-white device, Naina enjoyed the continuous tone of her calls to Tria. A man who makes an appointment before he meets his husband.
Netra swept across the four corners of the canteen, along the eyes looking at just a row of empty benches filled with several visitors who were none other than office employees. Since the online gojek application reigns, this canteen is getting quieter. Many employees choose to eat lunch from outside the office.
Smile when the phone call is connected. Tria's distinctive voice was heard, clearly from the front while waving her hands.
“Angie, I'm here,” said Tria, still waving.
“Yes, Brother Tria.”
Naina hurriedly slashed the distance between him and Tria. “What's up, Brother Tria?” Dropped his ass in the cafeteria seat. Stale base to open a conversation that can be guessed where it will go.
“I just want to chat,” said Tria, relax. Pull up a chair and sit across from Naina.
Light and relaxed chatter, interspersed with Tria's typical laughter. Tells the past, makes both nostalgic again. The man was still the same as before, his crisp and kind laughter did not change in the slightest. Nearly half an hour into a conversation accompanied by two glasses of orange juice and a snack of fries, Tria started off on a heavier topic.
“Angie, I'm now in charge of your husband's room.” The beginning of the conversation was opened Tria.
“Oh yes?” Naina pretends not to know.
“He ... em!” Nodding and smiling at the same time. Too heavy for Tria to open up the story she just knew, worried that Naina thinks she is too meddling in her best friend's household problems. Moreover, the real fact he did not know clearly. Based on what he saw and heard.
“I'm still new here, haven't known too many other employees.” Tria continued. Hesitatingly continuing his intention or undoing it. The man stared at the face of Naina. A sweet girl who secretly likes her, but has not had time to convey her feelings, Naina is chased by Wira, who is now still her husband.
“Oh yes. My husband told me that when he met Tria's sister this morning,” said Naina, sipping orange juice that was still left half a glass.
“Ya ..”.
Silent shrouded, both Tria and Naina fell silent for a moment. The young man seemed to think, what to tell him all he knew.
“Angie, I .. I saw your husband and his secretary ...” Tria could not finish her sentence. Naina cut it off.
“Ya, Mas Wira told me earlier. Stevi had been so presumptuous to embrace him.” Naina tells.
Tria was wide-eyed, not expecting that Naina had found out. “You mean, you know that your husband has a relationship ...”
“Angie .. don't you want a dipo ...” Tria's tongue complained, unable to continue her words. Looking at Netra Naina, looking for honesty there.
“You changed a lot, Angie ...” said Tria, bowed. He knew clearly how Naina lived while in Yogyakarta.
“I'm still the same as I used to be, Brother Tria. Stevi's been my husband's best friend since High School. She is married and has children.” Naina explains. Didn't want her husband's good name ruined because of a misunderstanding created by Stevi's sassiness.
Tria who initially wanted to tell what she saw and felt was unnatural, so was careless when she saw how love and trust Naina gave to her husband. The man chose to keep it to himself for now.
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After leaving the office, Naina drove her car at a speed that was heading to her in-laws' house. On the way, Naina stopped by the bakery store to buy a hand for the in-laws. Her male in-laws love roll cake, while the female in-laws love the legit layer.
Smiling with the package containing the cake of her choice, Naina returned to continue the journey. The streets of the capital that afternoon were fairly crowded smoothly as usual. Slightly faltered at the intersection of the red light, the rest of Naina can drive a car without obstacles. Half an hour later, his mini cooper was seen stopping in the courtyard of his two-story home.
As soon as his tiny car was perfectly parked, his dense eye bead accidentally caught an odd and unusual sight. There was a nanny in her blue uniform accompanying the girl playing on the front porch, not far from her car stopped. Judging from the path that is still not strong, Naina believes that the little girl is not even two years old. Just walked.
Getting off the car slowly, Naina was wide-eyed as the distance got closer. The little girl he saw from a distance was none other than Nola, Stevi's daughter. Of course she could clearly recognize, her nanny was the same.
“Mbak, how is it here?” tanya Naina frowned, greeting to mince words.
“Oh, Mistress. I accompany Nola.” The nanny smiled, pointing at the little girl with two hairpins. Nola was walking around, not necessarily in the direction.
Naina had not had time to throw a new question, from inside the house appeared her in-laws half screaming while running when she saw Nola fall. Hurrying carrying. “Aduh, opa's granddaughter is fine, right? Smart opa granddaughter, no crying,” he said, while rubbing the small knee of Nola reddened and slightly injured.
The man, who was still dashing in his fifties, was shocked when he realized Naina's sudden presence was in sight.
“This mbak.” Immediately handed Nola to her nanny without speaking again. The awkward and wrong attitude was caught by Naina who had kept asking. Seeing the interaction of the two, Naina believes this is not the first time Nola visited her in-laws' house. Seen from the attitude of papa Wira who has been flexible and looks from the attitude of Nola who does not refuse. Because Naina knew clearly, the little girl of her husband's secretary's daughter was unapproachable. Several times he was brought to the office, but Nola always refused when Naina approached.
“Good afternoon, Pa.” Naina says hello. The woman hurriedly kissed her father-in-law's hand. Although the question in her mind was so big and needed an answer, Naina tried to act as if nothing had happened,
“You're coming, Nai. Alone?” tanya Papa Wira trying to neutralize the awkward atmosphere created.
“This is Stevi's daughter, her secretary Wira. Her nanny often invites Nola to play here. The house is not too far away,” is obviously the man. Without being asked, Papa Wira tried to straighten out.
“Ya, Pa.”
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