Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Fifty six

"Our arm is leaving now!"

The command word in a high tone made Arman spout coffee that had not been swallowed. Fortunately, Mang Diman had grown further, so he could survive the Arman bursts at that time.

The driver Rafan who was a confidant who walked in without cleaning up the mess he made, making the man Diman forced to do it by continuing to grumble.

"Good sir."

Arman frowned seeing Rafan who went straight into the car without the process of romantic separation with his wife. Rafan's face also looks crumpled and angry.

Arman gulped heavily and glanced at the door, where the madam was standing pensively leaning against the door leaf with teary eyes.

What has the Madam done until the Master is angry like this?

"Arman, don't you hear?"

Arman's body was shocked, the young man immediately ran into the wheel of the car. Before actually starting the car engine, he had time to glance at Rafan through the rearview mirror. There was clearly anger on Rafan's face, an expression that had not been seen for the past two months, more precisely after marriage.

Though a lot of chaos and strange behavior done by the mistress, but usually the master is not angry. He laughed at his wife's magical behavior. Why is it different now? What did the madam do this time already past the limits of your patience? Questions popped up in Arman's mind.

The car drove slowly away from Dizhwar's residence. When the gate was closed and the car was no longer reached by sight, Alsava lurched to sit in the doorway while sobbing. The sound of crying from the hostess certainly made the servants including bi Asih and mang Diman excited because of worry.

"Mrs why?"

Bi Asih asked for the first time, the middle-aged woman glanced at the servants asking for advice because Alsava's cries had not subsided and did not answer her question.

The cry of Alsava instead grew louder making the servants gather looking from a safe radius, several meters of range.

"Is Madam hurt?" Bi Asih walked over and gathered in front of Alsava and scanned the entire body of Alsava carefully.

"Bi's evil baby, when I just asked for that he was angry." Alsava poured into the arms of the Asih bi while whining like a child.

Bi still threw a glance at the servants to disperse. It turned out to be just a household quarrel, muttered bi Asih in the heart. The servants also caught the cue from bi Asih and immediately disbanded and returned to their respective tasks.

This was indeed the first quarrel between her employers after marriage, but wasn't quarrels a spice in domestic relations?

Bi Asih so remember the incident at breakfast earlier, Rafan who usually always attached to Alsava was sitting a bit apart with his face in the bend and so more quiet.

Ah, they're so funny. Bi Asih even smiled slightly imagining the quarrel between Rafan and Alsava.

"Hm.. If I may know what the madam is asking for?"

Bi Asih carefully asked. Alsava paused for a moment his cry then looked at bi Asih in confusion. Bi Asih raised an eyebrow while waiting for an answer from Alsava.

"I don't want to be angry at you."

Answer with a sentence that is not related to the question. Bi Asih sighed then smiled sweetly.

"Yes, Madam now better just rest in the room. Then nant went to the master's office to deliver lunch, how about?" Giving an idea and acting like finding a really brilliant idea.

"Auntie sure you like it?" ask Alsava sangsi.

"Of course Madam, there is no husband who is unhappy when he gets a wife who brings lunch." Bi Asih smiled broadly trying to convince Alsava with his idea earlier.

"Alright Bi, thank you. Oh yea.. Can you make all the food?" Bi Asih chuckled then nodded.

Alsava stood up and walked cheerfully into the room. Bi Asih shook his head while staring at Alsava's back away, sighing in astonishment at the rapid change in mood.

"Sorry Bi, it's this month's receipt."

When bi Asih was about to turn towards the kitchen, a waitress called her to hand over the receipt of groceries this month along with the rest of the change. Bi Asih grabbed it and researched all the grocery lists. His eyes bought slowly after reading the list to completion.

"Why Bi, are there any items that have not been bought?" asked the female servant because she saw the change in bi Asih's expression.

***

Rafan spent the whole day confined to his room, the meeting that had been prepared long ago had to be rescheduled due to bad mood. Rafan sat with his head leaning on the back of the chair, his hands were playing the bullet until it made a continuous 'jetek-jetek' sound.

The door to Rafan's room opened and Rangga and Rafan's secretary followed behind. Rafan raised his head and threw a bullet on the table until it made a loud noise.

Highlight the sharp eyes he lay on the secretary who now just looked down scared. As he remembered, he had given the order not to be bothered by anyone now.

"No need to scold her, I'm the one who came in."

"What's up?"

Rafan glanced at Rangga and then his secretary, gesturing for him to be left behind. Secretist Rafan caught the signal he was given, he came out and closed the door tightly.

Rafan got up and moved to sit on the long sofa that was available in the room. Rangga followed what his cousin did without being awkward.

After Rafan's marriage, the relationship that had heated up could finally be fulfilled properly and re-establish a harmonious sibling relationship. Rangga straightened his hair back while sighing.

"Alexi's pregnant again."

"Congratulations."

Rafan responded quickly without any surprise until Rangga frowned.

"You yourself why are you so tangled?"

Rangga forgot what he wanted to talk about with Rafan when he saw the frustrated expression his cousin showed. Rafan sighed then looked lazily at Rangga, he was weighing whether to tell a story or not about his household problems.

"Alsava wants to separate."

"What?"

Rangga's voice rose, echoing all over the corner of the room until it was heard by Rafan's secretary who was sitting right in front of his room.

***

Alsava walked cheerfully in the company lobby. She has been officially introduced as Rafan's wife, which is why all employees already know her and the road to her husband's room will certainly not be hindered anything.

Only occasionally stop answering the greetings of employees who cross in the lobby, in front of the elevator and in the elevator only. As the elevator door opened on the floor where Rafan's room was located, Alsava immediately stepped out with a thumping heart and a fluffy smile.

It may be true said bi Asih, if occasionally she had to give a surprise to her husband, so that his will could be easily obeyed.

An Alsava lunch bushel held tightly to his chest. It was stunned when it passed the secretary's desk but did not find its occupants. Without a second thought, Alsava opened the door to Rafan's office cheerfully.

"A-bang."

Alsava's greeting hung in the air in shock at the situation inside her husband's study.

"Dear."

Rafan's voice stuttered as he caught the figure of Alsava in the doorway. He immediately stepped closer, but Alsava immediately moved, walking quickly to the elevator.

"Va!"

"Stop over there! Don't ever see me again Bang." Alsava closed the elevator door before Rafan could get inside.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this?"

Rafan restores his hair in frustration and immediately runs down the emergency stairs.