My Cold Husband's

Chapter.18 Comporin Bi Essih

Days change, time passes.

Didn't feel two months Devan and Tiara had been living the household.

Devan who is always busy with his work, because it has entered the harvest season not infrequently requires Devan to come home late. And Tiara who is more at home even though she is only silent at home, because she can more intensely learn to be a good wife, from cooking, washing and cleaning the house now more she is doing, he said, bi Esih only helps.

The busyness of each of them does not make their relationship improve, Devan still with his cold flat face and Tiara he who every day carry out the task of being a good wife, although only limited to the needs of Devan's birth, without physical contact let alone intercourse.

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That morning after finishing breakfast, as usual Tiara drove Devan to work until the door.

She forgot to kiss her husband's hand.

"Yes, don't miss lunch!!" tiara.

"Yes" Devan replied briefly.

Before long the car her husband was riding away from the yard of the house.

"The man's base, it's still cold as a running refrigerator" Tiara felt resentful of her husband's indifferent behavior.

"Maybe have a romantic husband like in a Korean drama only in my imagination" he said then re-entered the house.

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Another case with Devan, in the car his lips continue to curve a smile. The words of spirit from his wife earlier seemed to be a booster of his fatigue at the end of this.

"It turns out my boss can smile too" Riki said, glancing at his boss.

"Why do you keep glancing at me" asked Devan who had returned with his flat face and sharp gaze.

"No boss, I'm just weird it's rare that my boss seems to smile" Riki replied.

Devan did not answer, he just focused his gaze forward.

"Oiya boss don't forget today we have a meeting with the owner of the tea company, but he wants us to come to his office" said Riki.

"OK, you just get everything ready" Devan replied.

They continued their journey without any more conversation.

Devan is confused by his thoughts, why the end is often filled with the face of his bedmate at home, who else if not Tiara. He always imagined with his smile, the way he served Devan, especially if his wife was sulking, sometimes Devan felt anxious. But he did not know how to express it, until often Tiara healed herself from her craving because Devan never persuaded, not unwilling, again Devan did not know how.

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At home Tiara is busy picking vegetables behind the house with bi Esih. There are chilies, tomatoes, kale, and much more. The land in the countryside is quite fertile, anything planted will definitely grow well.

"Non how is there a sign yet??" tanya bi Esih's.

"What sign is bi??" Tiara frowned curiously at bi Esih's question.

"I mean aunt non Tiara has no sign of pregnancy yet??" bi Esih.

Instantly Tiara's laughter broke, but soon came back to silence.

"Boro boro is pregnant bi" replied Tiara.

"Ko boro boro is non? Or don't tell me the same enon den Devan has never been ..????" telisik bi Esih's.

"Yes not yet bi, aunty knows myself I'm the same refrigerator married without love"

Indeed, all this time bi Esih already knew the reason his employer married, because Tiara had told him first. But he did not expect if it had been all this time they had never touched int!m.

"Non advice aunt should not be long delayed, the man was easily tempted, how about husband enon tempted with other women out there" said bi Esih, they have finished picking vegetables and are now sitting on the bench of the garden which is still in the area behind the house.

Tiara immediately glared at the assistant she had already considered the mother.

"Actually I'm still not ready if I have to do that, but if Devan is tempted by other women out there I'm also not willing" inner Tiara.

"But bi I've tried to serve all his needs, after all he once said not to have*su see my body bi" said Tiara lowered her head.

"Wahh means it must be enon fishing" said bi Esih.

Looks like this bi Esih is very experienced ya guys. Clever times he's pumping Tiara wkwkwkwk

"But I'm scared bi" he said.

"Don't be afraid of non, fear it if the husband moves to another heart" said bi Esih.

Tiara only responded with a smile but in her heart she confirmed also what her assistant said.

They also re-entered the house, to continue their activities of cooking.

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Dikantor Devan's.

Riki had just entered his boss' room,

"What's the boss?" ask Riki.

"Riki seems like there is a problem in the vegetable garden, today you do not need to accompany me to the meeting, you just check the problematic vegetable garden" said Devan.

"Let me ride the bike" Devan replied.

"Okay boss, meeting materials have been sent by email, meeting time is one hour away, I'm sorry"

Riki left Devan's room.

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Motor sport Devan enters the building area owned by PT. Rasarisi.

The company has worked with him for almost two years in the production of bottled tea.

"On behalf of Mr. Devano has been awaited in the director's room on the 5th floor" said the receptionist.

Devan went straight to the room that the employee showed.

Usually if there is an important meeting, Devan will only meet with the manager of this company, if the director has only met twice, the same three times now.

After arriving at the fifth floor.

"Please sir, Mr. Baskara is waiting inside" said the secretary, pointing to the door of the room next to him.

Devan did not answer, and went straight into the room in question

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There are two people who have been waiting for him, Mr. Baskara and another beautiful woman who wears a disrespectful dress according to Devan.

"Welcome Mr. Devano, long time no see" greeted Mr. Baskara, as the director of this company.

Devan just smiled faintly.

"Let's sit down, introduce my daughter's name is Jelita" Baskara said.

"Hayy my name is Jelita" said the woman with a voice pampered manjain, even making Devan amused. But as usual Devan always shows his flat face.

"Just get to the point" said Devan to the point.

For a while, they were also dissolved in business chatter. Then Jelita brought drinks for Devan and his father.

Meeting about the work is done.

"Mr Devan there is actually something else that I want to discuss" said Mr. Baskara.

Devan just frowned next to his eyebrows, while the woman next to Mr. Baskara began salting like a hot worm.

"Just get to the point" Devan said.

"So, to strengthen our business relationship, how about I marry only Jelita's child with Mr. Devano" said Mr. Baskara.

Just let Devan jump.

"What's it like to give junk! more precious my wife" Devan inwardly smiled faintly at once so he remembered his wife at home.

"You should drink first" said Jelita.

Devan obeyed the girl's words, because honestly he was thirsty.

"Sorry Mr. Baskara, but I'm married" Devan said.

"It's okay sir, I'm willing to be second" Jelita said shamelessly.

But suddenly the feeling of Devan became bad, his body felt hot, something was turbulent in him.

"Sir Devano are you okay???" ask mr. baskara.

Devan did not flinch, he stared intently at the woman in front of him.

"Master you should rest first, incidentally on the sixth floor there is a hotel, let Jelita who accompanies" said Mr. Baskara.

"No need!!" devan said rudely.

He left the room, ignoring the call of Mr. Baskara and his son.

"Papii, Jelita's pokonya wants the handsome master" Jelita whined to her father.

"You better prepare yourself, because soon our company will go bankrupt, papi regret following your crazy idea is beautiful" wrath of Mr. Baskara.

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