Loving Disabled Husband

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Pras stopped his footsteps when his hand holding Alina's hand was attracted. Curious about what happened to Alina, Pras finally looked back. Alina was frozen in place.

"Why baby? Come on in," said Pras pulled Alina's hand until the girl's body hit her body.

"Why are you, hhmm? Is something bothering you?" tanya Pras again gently stroked the head of Alina.

Seeing if something was wrong with his wife, Pras immediately called Wahyu, his personal assistant to bring Alesya who was still asleep to be taken to his room.

"Revelation, please take Ale to the private room that is in my room" he said as Revelation was already nearby.

"Okay sir,"

Revelation soon took over the tiny body of Alesya from Pras's hand. Then immediately take her to the top floor where the superior room is located.

While Pras himself brought Alina in his arms to the crowd who were gossiping earlier.

"Did I pay you guys just to gossip?"

Pras' baritone voice echoed, surprising some employees who were gathering at his office reception desk.

All seemed excited when caught in the middle of chatting while still office hours. All of them turned around and marched to apologize to their superiors.

But their attention instead focused on a girl who was so similar to the late wife of his superior, Alisa. Which is now in a friendly gang by the boss.

"Ma_forgive us Sir. We'll be back to work soon" said one of the employees who began to realize the mistake he had made.

"Remember, I'd hate it if anyone chatted during work hours. You are free to chat if the break time and hours of home office have arrived. But not during office hours, do you understand?"

"Yes, we understand sir. Again, sorry to us," replied the employees look compact.

"If you're curious about my personal life, why not just ask me. Not even gossiping is not true like this. True, if I have re-married but not with Monica's mother" said Pras who was able to silence all his employees who had spread rumors was not true.

"This is my wife, her name is Alina. You need to remember, between me and Monica's mother does not have any relationship. We are just coworkers. So don't ever spread rumors that aren't true again, understand. Come on baby, we better go upstairs," continued Pras back to bring Alina in his arms to the top floor where his work room is located.

Alina herself could only smile at all the employees that had been reprimanded by her husband. Throughout Pras' marriage to her this was the first time the man had introduced himself as a wife.

So it is natural that Alina still feels strange and awkward in the presence of strangers. His relationship with Pras which began with a feud made it difficult for Alina to take a stand.

Although grateful because the husband is willing to accept their marriage relationship. But still, Pras's rude and arrogant attitude in the past still overshadowed Alina.

Until now, Alina was still being careful to the man. Fear of mispronunciation and misacting always limit Alina's space when together with Pras.

And even now Alina was still confused to behave. Whether it should be happy or how, surely the feeling of fear and reluctance still continues to overshadow him.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the room. Without them realizing it, there was one person staring in the second direction filled with hatred with both hands clenched tightly.

"Look at. I'll make your relationship break" he muttered as he passed away leaving the room.

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The sound of the elevator doors opening finally woke Alina from her daydream. Pras again took Alina's hand to bring her to his office.

"Lina, please call Monica's mother to my room" Pras said as he passed her secretary's desk named Lina.

"Okay, thank you. And please make me coffee and mango juice yes, later please take to my room,"

"Well sir, I'll do it soon,"

"Ok, thank you."

Pras immediately entered his room without releasing Alina's hand from his grasp.

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Alina gasped in shock, as soon as she entered the work room owned by her husband. Pras just pulled her into his arms.

"Sorry," lirih Pras while hugging Alina's body tightly.

"Why do you apologize?" alina asked confused.

"I know, if what they said earlier bothered your mind. Really, between me and Monica there's no connection whatsoever. We are purely just coworkers," Pras explained without letting go of his embrace on Alina's body.

"Mas doesn't have to apologize. I know, maybe they just misunderstood because Mas looks close to Monica. It's okay, I'm fine," replied Alina returning a hug from Pras.

Pras was finally relieved because it turned out Alina had a fairly mature attitude. Alina was not easily incited by the talk of outsiders who gossiped about her who did not.

"Already, loose. Shame is still in the office" said Alina who made Pras aware if she was there the wife is still in the office environment.

"Ah, sorry." replied Pras who finally unraveled his embrace on Alina's body.

"Job first yes, you just wait on the sofa. Mas will not be long, after that Mas will take you and Alesya somewhere," continued Pras led Alina to the sofa in the room.

"Loh, are we leaving? Go where?" alina asked, confused.

Pras did not say they were going somewhere. Before they left, Pras only said that he would take Alina and Alesya to the office.

But now Alina was shocked by Pras who would take her to a place that was not known by ALina where they went later.

"Later you also know, if Mas says now his name is no longer a surprise dong dear," Pras replied while landing a kiss on the top of the head of the wife.

"Yes, wait a minute. Mas finish the file first yes, after that we immediately leave." continued Pras who was nod by Alina.

Pras immediately occupied his oversize seat and began to open files that were already on his desk.

Not long after, the door of the room was knocked by someone. Pras also allowed the knocker of the door to enter.

"Did you call me Pras?"

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Alina immediately turned to the door as the voice of a woman was heard in the once quiet room.

Monica looks to stare dislike towards Alina who is sitting on the sofa in the room.

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