Mahligai Infidelity

- His arrival

Tuesday afternoon after finishing from the meeting room, Wulan immediately returned to his room. He grabbed his cell phone out of the drawer, a personal cell phone known only to his immediate family.

A message from Renata was not immediately read by Wulan. Wulan's attention was drawn to three missed calls from Hendy's grandfather.

“Tumben grandpa called,” muttered as his thumb pressed the call button.

After several times the tone was connected, Hendy's grandfather's voice sounded enthusiastic calling his grandson's name.

“Wulan,” call the grandfather.

“Iya cake, what is it?” ask Wulan.

“You've made the combro that grandpa asked yesterday?” ask grandpa.

“It's cake, afternoon after work I can transfer to grandfather's place,” replied Wulan.

“Don't bring it here. Just take it to your husband's office!” grandpa's orders.

“Kok to Mas Brian's office?” ask Wulan wonder.

“So your husband is new from here. He brought Grandpa so many books. We talked for a while, he said he was also a combro fan. Yes, you just take it there, and say grandfather likes the book he brought,” said grandfather.

“Good cake, will Wulan bring to mas Brian,” said Wulan obediently.

“There's a reason to thank Brian, there's no way I've arrived to see him,” Inner Wulan.

“Ya already closed grandfather first, do not forget to take it to your husband yes!”

“Iya cake, surely Wulan bring the combro to Brian,” said Wulan then followed by some beep sound sign the call has ended.

Wulan's focus is immediately on an incoming message from her best friend Renata.

“Dia in Jakarta?”

Jemari Wulan directly press the contact button. Not how Renata picked up the phone call.

“Ren really you in Jakarta?” ask Wulan enthusiastically.

“Iya Lan, still at airport waiting for baggage,” Renata said from his phone.

“How do you not want to come here?” ask Wulan again.

“Involuntarily, if I talk later ngerepotin you.” he said.

“Oh yes, what business? Holiday or work?” ask Wulan.

“The business of many holiday affairs,” replied Renata.

“I can't pick you up now Ren, later around five o'clock we meet ya,” invite Wulan.

“Means I didn't want to come here, afraid to disturb your kingdom. Btw if it is still busy tomorrow2 can still be met. I am still in Jakarta,” said Renata.

“No ah, anyway I picked you up at five. Where are you nginep?” ask Wulan.

“But do not know also nih want to nginep where, have not pesen hotel.”

“I pesen how?”

“Ok, let me go directly to the hotel,” replied Renata.

“Ok see you in the afternoon beb. Bye,” Wulan immediately ended her phone call.

After booking a room at a nearby hotel with his office, Wulan's eyes were immediately set to a digital clock on his phone.

“I better get my job done quickly, I have to go to Brian's office and then pick up Renata.” Wulan sat down while rushing to pull the phone handle on her desk.

“Rasti. The data I asked you to save first. I have business outside, if you can bring the data tomorrow to my desk. Oh yeah don't forget to sort by month and year yes,” explained Wulan.

“I send PDF format only how bu?” ask Rasti.

“Do not, I want to see the original document as well as the signature of the person in charge.”

“Good ma'am.”

Wulan's focus immediately turned towards the laptop, there was still about an hour for her to finish her work today. Of course he had to prepare a combro and change clothes again before heading to Brian's office.

Two hours passed, Mr. Arman the office driver Jenny prepared for Wulan directly dropped Wulan just in front of the Vienna Graha entrance. The bona fide company with the towering building looked majestic. Several employees were seen and passed in and out of the automatic door in front of him.

With certainty Wulan move into the office building.

“I'm the wife of the leader here, of course I have to be more authoritative to face every employee here, his inner”.

After passing through the spacious room Wulan has now stopped in front of the front office girl who looks very beautiful.

“Good afternoon, how can I help?” greet the woman first.

“I want to go to the room sir Brian,” replied Wulan.

“There is an appointment?” ask the woman again.

“But,” sahut Wulan.

“Sorry mbak, you can not enter if there is no appointment with the CEO,” said the woman.

“But I,” Wulan intend to say if she is the wife of Brian, but she undoes her intention. His mind went straight to Arkan.

Wulan was seen reaching into something from inside her bag. He called Arkan.

“Mas, Wulan under,” says Wulan.

“In the mas office, Wulan is not allowed to go up,” said Wulan.

“You did come here, mas again meeting,” Arkan said.

“Wulan told grandpa to bring food for brian.”

Arkan was silent for a moment.

“Give your phone to the woman there,” Arkan said.

Wulan did as Arkan said.

“Good sir, yes sir,” said the woman obediently.

After getting the aba from Arkan the beautiful woman returned Wulan's phone.

“Because Brian is meeting, mom can go straight to his room. Come with me,” said the woman is more friendly than ever.

He steers Wulan to one of the elevators. “Brian's room is on the 59th floor, and can only use this elevator,” said the woman after pressing the number button on the elevator.

“I can ride myself mbak,” said Wulan.

“No ma'am, orders pack Arkan I have to take mom up to the 59th floor,” said the woman.

Wulan can't do anything, the elevator has gone up and it's good if he's in between or maybe he'll get lost in a building that big.

The elevator stopped at 59.

“Please bu,” said the woman again.

“I can enter by myself, you can continue your work,” said Wulan authoritatively.

“Good bu.”

Wulan rushed out while the woman directly came back down.

Wulan's gaze looked around the room he had just entered. The spacious room has a sofa set and some classic painting displays on the walls.

In the corner of the room, a person is seen standing behind a desk. Wulan walked over to the woman. A woman who was no stranger in Wulan's eyes.

The closer Wulan approached the woman, the more she asked in her heart. “Where have I met this woman?”

“Sore mbak,” greet Wulan.

“Sore,” answered the woman rather clumsy.

“From the look on his face, it seems he knows me too,” Inner Wulan.

“I want to meet.”

“Pak Brian is in the meeting room, I do not know what time it is,” said the woman quickly cut off Wulan's speech.

“His voice is also no stranger,” Inner Wulan.

“You're her secretary?” ask Wulan.

“I yes me,” her words stammered.

“Ah really, she was a woman that night. The woman Brian took to bed the night of our bride.” Inner Wulan.

“Your name? So that I can say the food I have entrusted to?” wulan asked as she lifted the food box in her hand.

“I Nindi,” said the woman while taking the box from Wulan's hand.

“Ah yes, her name is Nindi. It was secretary Brian. Secretary who works for Brian in the office at once on the bed,” Inner Wulan.

“Can I borrow a toilet for a moment?” ask Wulan.

“Why not go to the toilet on the ground floor? I do not dare to accept just anyone into the room Mr. Brian without his permission,” said Nindi who looks very eager for Wulan to leave immediately.

“What on this floor his toilet is only in the room Mr Brian?” asked Wulan while examining some of the other room's doors there.

“Yes, only in the room of Mr. Brian,” replied Nindi.

“Looks like this woman is difficult to cooperate with,” Inner Wulan.

“Toilete for the public is on the ground floor, want me to take it there?” continued Nindi because Wulan is still standing before him.

“No need, I will go to the room pack Arkan only,” said Wulan later.

Then the sound of the doorknob was heard from the back following the figure of a woman coming out of a room that read CEO Room.

“Who's Nin?” ask the woman softly.

Wulan turned around to look at the beautiful woman just how far behind her right in front of the door.

“Nindi standing clumsily while scratching her non-itchy head.

“This.. him,” said Nindi stammered as if he could not continue his words.

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TBC…