Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

MMSP2ND. Chapters. 37

"Come on. Now let's try to taste a bit of the dishes that have been prepared at this event," Hans invited and pulled a little Tia's hand so that his wife immediately stood up and followed in her footsteps.

"Tia wants to eat sweet, Mas," said Tia prevent Hans who want to take food that has a slightly salty taste.

"Oh? Alright." Hans obeyed his wife's wishes.

"We sit there." Hans took Tia.

"Mrs Tia. Can we talk to you for a second?"

Tia and Hans both raised their heads as soon as Sharma suddenly stood in front of those who were enjoying the pudding.

"What are you talking about, Mr Sharma?" Hans responded first.

"Something very important and must be conveyed immediately to Tia's mistress, Mr. Hans," Sharma said a little fiercely.

"This business problem? Alright. Honey, I'll stay a while, okay? No papa, right?" hans asked Tia.

"What does that mean, Mr Hans? I just want to talk to Miss Tia, not to you!" sharma's jolt was a little harsh from being so annoyed at the romance shown by Hans.

"What's the difference, Mr Sharma? I told you that I am in charge of my wife's company, because in the future, I will handle my wife's company until the birth of my third child," said Hans full of pressure. Hans confirmed at the end of the sentence that he said in order to resuscitate Sharma, if Tia was his wife, and would already have three children.

"Remember too. Everything has its limits, Mr. Sharma. You already have a wife and children. Don't ruin your marriage just because of his attraction to my wife!" resolute Hans. Possessively Hans directly embraced Tia's waist to get closer to her. All of that should have been able to show Sharma if Tia was hers. His one!

"You!" Sharma raised her hand with her index finger pointing at Hans's face. His teeth beat furiously at Hans's words, which so severely cornered Sharma.

"If you are aware, we only establish business cooperation, and nothing more! In the future, please take care of your attitude, and don't act as if you can get my wife's heart, Mr. Sharma!"

Sharma who heard the remark clenched her hands with darkened eyes. Currently, all pairs of eyes are now staring at them aware of the commotion created although not too flashy, but it feels very stressful.

"Damn it," hissed Sharma was so upset by Hans' words.

"So your attitude if you don't want your reputation that is already well known by many people will soon be damaged just because of a trivial matter like this, Mr. Sharma," hans said half-whispering but his voice could still be heard by Sharma.

Hans tidied up his shirt. He smiled faintly at Sharma who was already burning with emotion.

"All right." Sharma looked at Hans's nymph without blinking. Both hands were clenched on the right-left side of his body.

Tia who saw that fierce gaze gulped her own saliva. Moreover, looking at her husband's face that already looked very creepy, made her only able to remain silent under Hans' protection.

"I will cancel this cooperation and withdraw the shares I have given," Sharma said firmly making everyone who was watching their debate round their eyes.

"I think that's the best way, sir." Hans turned his body towards Tia. He stretched out his hand and was welcomed by Tia. Immediately, Tia got up from her seat and stood parallel to Hans.

"Then my wife and I are ready to go home, Mr. Sharma. Thank you for the welcome and the banquet." Hans lowered his body slightly. He and Tia left the show without leaving any respect. Hans immediately brought Tia into the car without caring about the disappointed gazes of the people who had come on the show that night.

"Mas," call Tia softly.

"Yes?"

"Are you angry with Tia?" ask Tia. Tia ventured to turn her head to look at Hans from the side to make sure that her husband was okay.

"Why are you angry, honey?" ask Hans. Hans took the time to glance at Tia so that Tia was sure that Hans was currently fine, and the wife did not need to over-react to the incident.

"Sorry, Mas. Tia has made Mas' time wasted," said Tia. His head was bowing with an increasing sense of guilt.

"What's the apology for? It's not your fault. This cooperation problem, you can find another partner, honey. And for the time Mas has spent replacing you, it is not a big deal. Precisely as your husband, Mas must be ready to install a body to protect you. Especially from a man like Sharma," Hans said gently to make Tia's heart feel relieved.

"Thank you very much, Mommy. Mas could always understand Tia, and always protect Tia." Tia looked lovingly at Hans who was still focusing on driving the car.

"You haven't eaten. Do you want to go to a restaurant for a while? If you don't want to eat a heavy meal this afternoon, at least eat a little, honey. Baby sister needs a lot of nutrients in here," Hans said as he stretched out his hand to rub Tia's distended stomach with eyes that kept staring straight at the street.

"Tia is not tasteful, Mas," said Tia.

"The bribe mas? How's it?" tawar Hans made both cheeks of chubby Tia flushed. Tia is often surprised, why Hans can always make both cheeks red, even though the age of their marriage is long enough, and a little more they were blessed with three children who would complete their lives.

"Alright, Mas. This afternoon I want to eat chicken. Um, is there a restaurant that provides chicken opor still open, Mas?" ask Tia. Now we have to go to the restaurant. Moreover, with the food menu that Tia wants is a menu that is rarely served at nearby restaurants where they hold events.

"Looks like there's. I hope there is, darling. We'll find it first" Hans said.

Hans slowed down his car with his bead eyes that were relentlessly staring around so that the restaurant that was providing the food that his wife wanted was not missed.

"Mas, just there," Tia protested.

"Es tea is not too sweet, Miss," said Hans after giving a menu list to the waiter he ordered.

Tia ate very greedily the chicken opor that Tia wanted so much. Actually since two days ago, but he never said his wish to Hans because he thought if it would only be troublesome her husband who had become a leader in two different companies.

"Mas, are we looking for other foods as well? Tia wanted to buy Hasan and Hasna food, Mas," said Tia after the chicken opor on her plate had been successfully spent very quickly.

"What do you want to buy them?" ask Hans. Actually, Hans objected to Tia's request this time. Because, they have been outside for too long and all that is certainly not good for the content of Tia.

"Martaback. Hasna really likes the sweet, then we will buy a sweet martabak with a sprinkling of cheese and chocolate on it. While Hasan who tends to like the taste of savory, we will buy him an egg martabak. So, we only need to go to one place, Mas," said Tia.

"You sure? Let's go home first, shall we? Let Mas buy it after Mas takes you home."

"No, Mas. If so, hunt the kids already went to take a nap. If it's like that, then who will eat sweet martabak and eggs that Mas have bought?" tia's words made Hans sigh violently.

This time, Tia's pregnancy was different than before. Tia is more impressed to be a chatty mother and is very sensitive to things that are a little painful. In fact, his feelings are very easily changed, depending on the mood of the pregnant woman.

"alright. Some around here sell it. Are you done eating, sweetie?" Hans looked at Tia. Fortunately there are sweet martabak sellers that are open during the day.

"Here you go, my mom."

Hans immediately took care of the bill costs of all their total orders.

Two martabak boxes are now in Tia's lap. The pregnant woman smiled broadly at how happy their children were to see their parents return home with their favorite food.

***

Meanwhile, at Hans' office,

Aris is trying to make peace with her circumstances and heart. Aris prepares to pick up her nieces at school, as today Aris is asked by Hans to pick up Hasna at school. In addition, Aris already knows that some days Hasna is in need of attention.

With Aris picking up Hasna, he hopes to be the story spot for his little niece. Arriving at the school gates of Hasna and Hasan, he saw them together with a teacher. The other students are already home, maybe he's a little late in picking them up.

Aris got out of his car immediately. He approached his two nephews.

"Hasna, Hasan, I'm sorry. It was too late" said Aris and was nodding by Hasna and Hasan.

"You're his uncle Hasna and Hasan yesterday, right?" asked Bu Devi who was waiting for an invitation to pick up Hasna and Hasan.

"Yes, Miss Devi. Thank you for accompanying my two nieces and nephews until I came" Aris said.

"Well, you're welcome, Mas. Hasna, Hasan, then I'm back in mom's room because you've been picked up. Fine at home, tomorrow we meet again at school," said Ms. Devi.

"Yes, Miss Devi" said Hasna and Hasan simultaneously.

Bu Devi stepped her foot away from here, Aris looked at the teacher with an unblinking look. Even until he disappeared from his sight he kept staring at Bu Devi. Eventually, the two men pulled the edge of his shirt.

That made Aris instantly aware of his daydream. Jeez, if you see a girl her eyes are hard to condition. He opened the car door and told them to come in.

"Om why look, Miss Devi?" ask Hasna.

"He's your teacher, isn't he, pretty!" answer Aris.

Hasna nodded her head. "Yes, Miss Devi is my new teacher."

"Okey, deh," Aris replied with a smile, actually she had interacted with Devi a few days ago.

Aris smiled faintly, he had already started forgetting Alya and apparently he was attracted to his nephew Hasna's new teacher. She's the teacher of the children she should have loved with the children, evident from her accompanying Hasan and Hasna when it hasn't been picked up.

It felt like the smile was so shadowy in his memory as he rebuked directly with Devi. It could be said that this was an unexpected moment, apparently he had started to get a replacement for Alya. Miss Devi, that's what Hasna calls it. He really stole his attention.

"Tomorrow let me pick you up. Poor mama because mama must be tired after cooking for you. We can get some ice cream before we get home. How's it?" aris asked both of his brothers.

"Jr ... Hasna likes to be picked up by Aris. Asyiik ... can eat ice cream every day!" replied Hasna who was very happy if Aris who came to pick up. Daughters are closer to fathers or other male relatives.

"If you are, Hasan. How, brother?" Aris throws a question at Hasan because Hasan is still silent yet to answer.

"Hasan did follow, as long as om do not lie to us again as before," said Hasan who was still remembered when Aris bought a ice cream cone for his mother.

"okay deh. I promise I'll buy you ice cream. How about now we also buy ice cream as an apology from om," Aris wooed his two nephews.

"Yeess ... Asyiik ..let's go, Om!!" hasan and Hasna shouted in unison.

The three men also headed to an ice cream stall that was going viral.

***

The car carrying Aris and his two nephews came briefly from Tia and Hans' car.

"Mrs ... Papa ..." cried Hasna and Hasan who saw his father's car docked in their yard.

"Haiy ... You guys just got home?" said Tia who first got out of her car.

"Yes, Ma. We buy ice cream first for free from Aris, ", said Hasan while showing off a cup of ice cream to the mother.

"Waaaw ... Assyched. Mama also bought martabak for you, look ...." Tia showed off two plastic wrap with sweet martabak writing and egg martabak.

"Jr ... Today Hasna is delighted that all Hasna's favorite foods exist" cried Hasna in delight. Tia smiled with relief because the beloved princess returned cheerful.

"Well kids, it's time we go in and enjoy this meal" Hans said, asking everyone to come in.

"Aris, let's go in first" exclaimed Hans asking Aris to come in.

"Sorry, Mas. Aris immediately returned to the office, because there is still much to do Aris. Oh yes, from tomorrow let Aris alone pick them up. Kasian mbak Tia, let her rest," pinta Aris with a gaze save something.