Married To An Ex

Dined together

The schedule is so dense that Rifky did not have time to just hold the phone. After filling out several important meetings, he checked the documents to sign. After that, you have to check some branch companies that have problems. So busy, he ignored his personal affairs, not even able to read some incoming messages. 

''Today you are amazing, sir, '' said Veny in praise.  

Rifky chokes on a drink that almost gets into the esophagus. He looked up and scrunched his forehead. Looking at the beautiful woman standing next to her desk. Slowly put the cup in its original place.

''Sorry, Sir. But I'm honest. It's not usually you get the job done this fast.'' Without fear, Veny again clarified his words. He cupped his hands together as a sign of apology if mispronounced.  

''Means all this time I was just ordinary?'' Rifky couldn't take it.

''Bu-not that way, sir. You are indeed very extraordinary, but today more and more times.'' Veny slightly corrected his words. Confused by the highly sensitive Rifky. But impressed a little joking. 

Instead of looking down, Rifky glanced at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. Ensuring the words of the secretary are very excessive. More surprised to see the numbers. 

It's only two o'clock. And I've already finished all this. Staring at the map piled up on his desk. Pull a little tie wrapped around his neck.

In the middle of silence, his brain suddenly thought of many plans to spend time with Nabila. Also, take the woman home to her parents and invite her to move. 

I bought anything for Nabila.. 

Looking towards Veny who was busy piling up the documents. Perhaps a fellow woman, she knew more about the likes of most wives.

''What do you think women like? I mean what gift is suitable for a wife?'' ask Rifky seriously. 

''Depends, Sir. Are you going to give a gift to Mom?'' ask Veny curious. 

Long time working, and Rifky asked him something personal. In fact, usually the man tends to be closed and indifferent. Never involved anyone in his business. 

''Yes. Our marriage was only a few months old, I didn't know the full extent of my wife's favorite. Understandably too busy," he replied reasoned. That way, Veny did not ask about the actual condition of the household. 

''Everyone is different, sir. Some like to go for a walk, some prefer branded goods. There is enough with excess attention. If it's about your favorite, you can find out about your daily life.'' Veny explained.  

I never saw Nabila everyday?  

''There are also women who love romantic moments. For example, dinner or repeat the honeymoon.''

Honeymoon, it seems like it would be better to start our story journey. But, what if Nabila even remembered the incident in Japan.

Still confused, but reluctant to ask afraid of Veny suspicious of his relationship and Nabila. Better to ask directly, maybe it would be better. 

''Okay, thanks for the advice. Today I will go home first.'' Snatch the suit on the back of the sofa and wear it. Rifky rushes to leave the office and drives his car to Riana's house without calling first. 

Forty minutes, the car stopped at its destination. Before descending Rifky opened the glass, staring at Riana's tightly closed house. As quiet as it was, there was no one, in front of the house there was also no motorbike parked as usual. 

''Don't they sleep?'' Take the fruits you bought and go down. Walk towards the door and knock. 

''Awhile...'' A woman's voice spoke from within, but it was not Nabila's voice, but Riana's. 

Sure enough the door opened from the inside raised the figure of Riana. When viewed from her disheveled face and disheveled hair, it seemed like the girl had just woken up. 

''You?'' Riana pointed at Rifky with slight astonishment. 

''When work. Haven't come home yet, maybe three o'clock, '' Riana replied honestly. Smiling faintly at the hand fruit of Rifky. 

Without leaving any message, Rifky immediately left. Go back, drive the car down the highway. This time driving his car at high speed to immediately arrive at the restaurant where the wife works. 

As usual, the restaurant was full of visitors. The parking lot is full of luxury cars, while on the left is also crowded with two-wheeled vehicles.  

Rifky had to park his car at the end. He went down and approached Nabila who was doing his job. Welcoming the guests present. 

A little surprised by her husband's arrival, but Nabila must remain professional and treat the man like any other guest. 

''Welcome to Agenda restaurant,'' said Nabila softly. Turned his eyes the other way. Embarrassed by Rifky's indecipherable gaze. 

''I want to eat with you, whispered Rifky expectantly.

''Can't, I work, '' reject Nabila softly. ''Lifting you in and eating inside.'' Pushing Rifky's body inside. Shame to see other employees.

Don't call me Rifky if you can't take you out to eat. 

Rifky sat in an empty spot. Call waitress and order food. He turned to the manager who was walking towards him. Stand up again and shake hands.

''Maybe you want to be in the private room?'' ask the manager to offer.  

Rifky. Glanced at Nabila who looked busy talking to guests. Tidying up a suit, putting on a cold face. 

''I want to eat with Nabila.'' Pointing towards the wife. 

''Nabila?'' The manager made sure, maybe misheard. 

Rifky nodded and smiled. "Actually she is my wife, '' she said clearly. 

Rifky's speech made the manager glued. A few seconds later the man gulped his saliva with great difficulty. Staring at Nabila who was inviting his guests in. 

''Ba-good, Sir. I'll call you.'' Rushed to leave Rifky and moved to Nabila. 

''Do you need anything?" tanya Nabila greeted the manager. 

''M-sorry, Miss. I don't know if you're Mr. Rifky's wife" the manager said. He bowed his head in a sign of respect. 

''It's not wrong, Father. I did not explain my status.'' Nabila felt bad.

''Please come in, Miss. You are called Mr. Rifky.''

Nabila had to go inside to approach Rifky who was preparing food in front of him. Waitress ysng did not know yet asked the girl to help her. However, the action was immediately prevented by the restaurant manager and explained.

''No pa-pa, sir. I can kok.'' Nabila still helps his best friend who really needs help.

After that, he sat down next to Rifky. Pinching the waist of the husband to make the empu grimace.

''Other times I don't want this to happen again, embarrassing.'' Nabila immediately eat the food that has been prepared. Free to refuse, Rifky will not let it go, maybe it will be better.