Miss Hurray, I Love You!

Fifty seven

"Hi the widow of flowers."

That annoying greeting made Alsava turn his head with a sullen face. Staring sharply at the perpetrator who strangely even grimacing is not clear.

"Abroad! I still have a husband if you forget."

Alsava turned his face back. Asep-the annoying greeting-doer just-was smiling thinly and then came to sit on the park bench right next to Alsava.

"What else is Va, two months of marriage has been blurred," asked Asep in a relaxed style to open a package of candy and eat it. Alsava glanced at Asep at a glance and then looked straight ahead.

"I think life as a rich man's wife is delicious, it turns out to be ngebosenin," complained Alsava while sighing.

"Nobody is grateful, right? He used to complain, he was tired of being poor and in debt. Now even.. Ck.. Ck.. "

Asep shook his head inexhaustibly. Alsava was silent, his heart approved what his best friend said.

Asep sighed as he glanced at Alsava who was still staring straight ahead, he fixed the sitting position to be more relaxed and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

"Who you have married is a lot of trouble, I am afraid of marriage."

Asep looked up at the sky during the day which was quite hot, lucky they were sitting on a bench under a lush banyan tree, so it still felt shady. Plus the breeze that occasionally hits the body both make the atmosphere cool and comfortable.

"I thought it was Sep, living happily after marriage... "

Alsava's words hung in the air, his gaze now pointing at the swarm of clouds that were slowly being blown away by the wind.

"Moreover now?"

Asep, who has been a friend of Alsava since a long time ago, certainly knows many things about the girl including her household life. How not if Asep is the place to tell stories and ask for advice all this time.

"I'm not sure about continuing this marriage Sep."

Alsava turned to look at Asep who was still looking up at the sky. The leaves that were swaying in the wind did not escape Asep's attention now.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure Bang Rafan loves me Sep, I'm poor and uneducated. Not beautiful and can be compared with her ex," said Alsava, sighing and looking down.

"Maybe it's just your thinking Va."

This time Asep looked at Alsava as he spoke. Hoping to see the expression of his best friend when he said he wanted to end his marriage with a rich man named Rafan.

"Today I asked to go home and live separately. He's mad until he doesn't want to see my face Sep. I'm samperin to his office, uh. he's busy undressing his secretary." Ketus Alsava full of anger.

"Seriously?"

Asep shifted the sitting position until facing Alsava completely. According to Asep, this story is already more interesting than the previous one, because there is a possibility that her husband Alsava had an affair.

Somehow he who is always considered a comfortable vent by Alsava, even happy to hear that the husband and wife relationship between Alsava and Rafan is in trouble.

"So you're mergokin your husband again ekhem-ekhem?"

Asep's face turned enthusiastic waiting for Alsava's answer. Alsava sighed then pushed Asep's forehead with the tip of his index finger.

"No, not yet... You see, the only thing I saw was Bang Rafan who was bare-chested and his secretary, Bang Rafan's shirt bearer."

"Kc.. Too bad!"

Asep was even disappointed out of place, the heart that had flowered because it had just met Alsava was again sad. Ck.. Bizarrely.

"So what's your plan Va?" Asep adjusts the sitting position to face straight ahead.

"You think?" Alsava asked back. Asep shrugged his shoulders and stood up and passed without saying goodbye.

"Kc.. Fuck up! he's going on a date the most." Alsava sneered, the girl staring fixedly at Asep's back away. In his heart, Alsava was grateful that Asep could still be kind to him, even though the statement of love of the young man always rejected Alsava.

"I should at least go home, right?" Muttering, asking yourself as if reassuring the decision he had taken.

He intends to take a public vehicle to go home to require him to cross the road. Alsava casually crossed because he saw the street.

"Aaaa.....Bruk...!!!"

"Tiit....!"

The sound of high-pitched car horns filled the entire highway. Without command, several people swarmed the road that happened in the accident. One victim was lying with blood on the asphalt.

***

Meanwhile Rafan ruffled his hair in frustration. The man sat hunched over on the sofa with a short breath.

"Why be this girl anyway?" mumbling slowly.

Just this morning he was angry at Alsava for asking to go home and live apart for a while. Obviously Rafan is angry, because Alsava does not think about his feelings if he wants to live apart.

This morning Rafan thought Alsava was very selfish, so what did he do? hum. His wife's heart must be very sad now because it thinks of nothing about him.

"Why use all the coffee spills?" gerutu Rafan while restoring his hair back, his body leaned with his head up.

The real incident earlier, he drank coffee brought by his secretary directly without thinking that it was still hot. As his lips touched the surface of the still very hot water, Rafan reflex dropped the cup he was holding and spilled it to the chest and abdomen.

It made him surprised and feel hot, with a reflex movement to take off the shirt he was wearing then swiftly his secretary took the shirt and held it in the chest. That scene was what his wife had seen.

"Alsava must have misunderstood and thought the no."

Rafan sighed, staring blankly at the ceiling of his study. His body was still not wearing clothes, there was usually always a spare shirt, but today he did not bring it because he left angrily this morning.

"Hello, buy me a full set of office clothes. I'll wait right away!"

Rafan makes a call to Arman, when the phone is directly connected to give a stale no-nonsense order and a thank-you note as usual.

Arman there had gawked because of shock, but soon went to the boutique where usually Rafan buy clothes.

In addition to the subscription, the boutique also knows Rafan's body size well. So it made it easier for Arman to get what his employer asked for without taking a long time.

***

"This is the clothes you asked for."

Arman carefully placed the paper Bag with the logo of Rafan's subscription boutique on the man's desk. Arman frowned faintly as he looked at Rafan's bare-chested appearance.

Arman's eyes went around scanning the contents of the room that looked messy with the shirt and suit that Rafan was wearing this morning draped on the shoulder of the sofa. Arman gulped as his brain thought of things out of bounds as a single person.

Can't be sir?

"Thanks Man's shirt, you can get out." Rafan grabbed the paper bag and started wearing the shirt inside.

Arman gasped in surprise when his daydream broke. Not only because of the sound of Rafan but also the vibration of the phone in his pants pocket. The young man leaned over and turned around and picked up the phone.

"Halo Bi, What? Madam in the hospital?"

Arman's speech that sounded cooed made Rafan's hand that was buttoning a shirt hang in the air. The man immediately walked over and grabbed the phone from Arman's hand.

With his chest beating fast, Rafan listened to every word that bi Asih said over there. His hand trembled and Arman's phone just fell.

"Why Sir? Madame... "

"We're going to the hospital now!"

Without noticing his appearance, Rafan led a step out of the room. Before stepping up, Arman picked up his cell phone lying on the floor. His eyes scanned Rafan's office without being any different than usual.

I hope my guess is wrong.

Arman the high virgin is increasingly immersed in negative prejudices against his employer.