My Bow to the Destiny of Love

There should be no hair

Ardian laughed comfortingly at his wife's behavior. Just glanced at Chayra who passed out from inside the room. He looked back at his reflection in front of the mirror. Look at his face for a few minutes. "Hmm. I do look more handsome when I'm like this." He said with pride.

"Well, those side effects are mirrored too often. Proud to see his own face, when it is but the care of God." Chayra suddenly went back in still with an annoyed look.

Stunned Ardian was still staring at himself in front of the mirror. Comment, but fear wrong again. He looked at his wife from the mirror.

"Eh, it's still standing there again. You're not going to the office, are you?"

"Ehehehe. will go, dear.." Ardian smiled wrongly.

"Let's go down to breakfast. Waiting under uh, it turns out the guy's still busy in front of the mirror." Chayra said again.

Ardian smiled again, but this time his smile looked forced. "I'll go down now. You go down first, I'm gonna put a tie on."

Chayra passed but only a few steps he turned around again. "Oh yes, Mas. Your hairstyle was restored."

"Loh, why? You said that the hairstyle must be varied."

"I took my words off. I don't want a lot of women to look at you later."

Ardian held a smile. "Say you are jealous. You're afraid that there will be a lot of women who will look at me?"

Chayra. "Jealous where, Mom? There I fear that you will make others sin because they keep staring at you."

"So, I'm afraid to be jealous."

"That's said to be jealous if the case is real, Mas." Chayra came out immediately after she finished speaking. It made Ardian laugh. Somehow pissing his wife off made him feel happy. He chose to let his wife's hair set. Look back at the reflection of his face before going down for breakfast.

Breakfast was quiet because the mood booster Big Lady is not good. Chayra only glanced a few times at her husband who looked relaxed enjoying his breakfast. Ardian just enjoyed the atmosphere.

After breakfast he approached his son who was busy playing with small robots given by Bian. "Adzra baby, Papa leave first huh. Want to find money so that Adzra and his mother Adzra can live properly in the future. Adzra who did not understand the words of his father just smiled. He only grabbed Ardian's outstretched hand for salim.

Ardian approached his wife after finishing his business with Adzra. "Darling, I'm leaving, take care of yourself. If I come home too late, you just take a break don't have to wait for me."

Chayra just nodded without smiling one bit. Ardian already understood this kind of condition. His wife will be good by itself later if the sense of shame has disappeared. Only her hands were stretched out for salim with her husband.

"Mm.. I'm not making lunch.."

"No need. Later in the day Mas Ardian ate at the cafe office."

"Mm. so yeah.." Ardian looks disappointed. "I hope that if you are not busy, you better deliver lunch for me later. We ate together at the office. If the food is a lot, we will share with Dodit as usual. Or if my schedule isn't tight, I'll go home later." Ardian kissed his wife's forehead before leaving. "No need to take me forward. Adzra seems to need you." Ardian glanced at his son who was whining near his wife's feet. "Assynoltomodel.."

For a second Chayra was speechless. Her husband's words were like hypnotizing her. "M... Mas.." he said, almost inaudible.

By noon, the Chayra immediately slid into the Kitchen. Although she had a war with her feelings, but she finally relented because she remembered her husband's words this morning. After making sure his son slept well, he left Adzra to come down. Bi Idah is also in the kitchen. The middle-aged woman was busy cutting kitchen herbs. "Other job-aunties, let me cook. Ardian did not bring the supplies. So I'll deliver lunch for him."

Bi Idah gawked before finally being able to digest Chayra's speech. "Good, Non." Said after waking up. "That man is not a voter. Not even happy with the outside food. The same art of home cooking especially those who cook Non Ayra." The critic has already started his act. Chayra just smiled in response. He knew that Bi Idah always paid attention to his behavior and husband.

Chayra rushed up to her room to clean up after everything was done.

"Bi, don't forget to look at Adzra up later. The ASI's on the bedside table." Chayra did not forget to order before leaving the house. Usually she's in her husband's office for up to an hour.

"Yes, Non. Miss Santi called Auntie if she wanted to come here."

"Good, Non. The order is ready to be executed."

Chayra smiled at Bi Idah's behavior. He hurried away because the clock had shown him at twelve. Her husband's office trip takes approximately fifteen minutes if the road is smooth.

Until the office, Chayra went straight to the fifth floor. There were people in the elevator. However, no one said hello to each other because he was busy with a flat object in each hand.

Chayra took a deep breath after exiting the elevator. She is preparing to meet her husband this afternoon. Because the hair debate this morning made him feel a little embarrassed when he was going to meet Ardian now.

"Good day, Miss Ayra." Dodit stood up to welcome his arrival.

"Eh, Mr. Dodit. My husband is there, right?"

"Sir Ardian is still in a meeting, ma'am, it's about to be over. Mom just wait inside. I'm going to the meeting room to tell him."

"Don't bother, sir. I'll wait until it's over."

"Please come in, Mom." Dodit opened the door to Ardian's room. Closing it back after making sure that the wife of his superior had entered and sat on the sofa.

Ardian returns to his room after Dodit informs him that Chayra is coming.

"Why are you upset like that, Ar. Is there a manager who is missing again, huh?'

"Nothing, Dit. But. who made me keles it. the representative of the revision what was.. She instead of listening to my instructions, Eh she was paying attention to my hairstyle. As I asked casually he replied 'Sorry, sir. Not focused because pangling with your hairstyle. Looks more handsome and seger' Who hasn't tried?"

Dodit, instead of being concerned about Ardian's story, laughed loudly while opening the door handle. "Who told the Office to wear a new style of everything. Know for yourself, if in this company, most women have no life partner."

Chayra who was still sitting on the sofa tried to digest Dodit's words. He stared intently at the two men who had just entered. "Is there a problem, Mr Dodit?"

Dodit stuttered at Chayra's question. He realized that he had entered the room. He opened the door himself. "Eh. yes, Mom. This is Mr. Ardian..." Dodit glanced at Ardian who was glaring at him. "Anu, Ma'am earlier, someone failed to focus on seeing Mr. Ardian's hairstyle."

"Oh, so let's eat first, Mas. Mr. Dodit join yuk too!"

"Ng.no, ma'am. I eat at the cafe. Praying for Zuhr in Musholla. I have a job to take care of for a while. Please eat with Mr. Ardian only. It's not good to be borne too often, ma'am."

"It's okay, Mr. Dodit. I even deliberately cook a lot so that it can be enjoyed together."

"Mm. thanks, Mom. But this time I really can't. Next time I won't refuse, Mom. Sorry for today. Please enjoy your lunch, sir, Mom. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum."

After Dodit's departure, Chayra immediately prepared lunch for her husband. Ardian who saw the attitude of his wife who seemed flat finally chose to open the conversation first. "Is it still angry, because of this morning's problem?"

"Not anymore, Mom. But the sense of sprain came again after hearing Mr. Dodit's story earlier. Anyway after eating, I'll change your hairstyle. We're going to the barber shop for a little bit to cut your hair."

"It doesn't need to be cut, honey. I can just comb it back like yesterday to look like always."

"I told you to change it this morning, but you let it go on purpose. Now all shaving to the pelontos, let no one be interested in seeing it."

Ardian immediately coughed. His eyes bulged because of the sprain. Imagining himself with the head of a pelontos made him shudder in horror.

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