My Husband Is - Cuek

My Husband Is - Cuek
Accidentally Meet



Although lazy to hit, I still have to go to the office. This body is a little uncomfortable because last night rained long enough. After taking the heat-lowering medication, I then escorted Rey as usual to the office.


"Are you really healthy?" ask Rey.


"Yes. If I get sick, you pick me up, yeah."


Rey nodded. "Don't force yourself."


"Hem."


I got out of the car after kissing the back of my husband's hand. Job awaits. I have to be ready for the challenge in the office today. Although the body is not very supportive, this is a risk that I have to face as an employee.


A stack of files is beautifully arranged on my desk. Colorful map like a rainbow, arranged as high as the sky soaring. I smile at the beginning of today. It was at this table that I struggled. With the help of a flat screen of information sources, I began to spend one sheet after another of these files.


Everyone is busy at the moment. The phone alternately rang adding to the stormy atmosphere. No chatter, no jokes. Four hours before lunch are the busiest. When azan roared. Some coworkers sounded loudly sighing behind the closing booth of their workbench.


"Lunch, I'm coming." That's one of the words I heard.


Half of the dossier on the desk is done. I'll spend half of it after lunch. Dona approached with a squeaky sound of shoes clashing with dust. I know very well the sound of the high heels.


"elvin. Lunch, yuk," he asked. He was still standing in front of me looking at the fingernails that looked shaky. Dona then flicked a little of his fingers. A dancer in the middle of the stage.


"Cie, new color," I'm still looking at the computer screen.


"Yes dong. I just changed the paint color. Let it look fresh." He looked back at his nails.


"It's not long. My feet are pegel, here. Long time standing."


"No. This is me saving the file." I stood up and approached Dona.


We went down to the ground floor with occasional chat. Some chats only discuss work that is enough to make the head twitch. Some more talk about our visit out of town. He still can not move on apparently with natural beauty that we rarely meet.


"Alma, if we are on vacation, we can go together there," he asked.


I just kept quiet without saying anything.


"Come on." This time he seduced while forcing.


"God willing, yes. I can't promise. You know my husband is super busy."


Dona's face is bent. How else. I can't promise him.


When we finished with the rice, we went back to the office. Before that, Dona and I sat in the office yard. There's a seat there. In front of him was a fountain. It reminds me of the beautiful outside atmosphere of the city. Although not the same, but, enough to treat Dona's miss.


"We sit here first, yeah. I still want to relax. We still have about ten minutes."


"okay."


While sipping ice capucino, we enjoyed this small garden in the office courtyard. A car came into the parking lot. I was quite surprised because the car was the same as the car I picked the night Rey gave me the car. The same car as Rey. However, it is red.


Dona and I watched the car run until it got to the parking lot. The front door is open. When a woman came out in her red shirt. Her hair is long and a little curly. Her stature is high and slim like a catwalk model.


I was shocked when the woman looked over. These eyes bulged and averted their eyes. Apparently he walked up to us who were sitting in the park.


"Immy?" sapana. I don't know why his tone is mocking. Or I'm the only one getting carried away.


"Hi," I replied. Smiling and then turning his eyes back.


"You work here?"


"Yes." Yeah."


Dona was still stunned by this woman's appearance.


"Hi, I'm Dona." Dona stretched out her hand.


"I'm Vina."


Someone suddenly came out of the building. Half ran while looking at me and Dona.


"Dona, Alma, what are you doing? It's past lunchtime. Come on, get back to work."


I glanced at Vina's increasingly unsightly face. He made fun of us with that view.


"Kasian, yeah. Husband's got a big company and the biggest show room in town, but, uh, his wife works in another office. So, just a regular employee." Not forgetting the lips curled next to.


"Eh, Ma. Don't talk macem-macem, yeah, same my friend. He is halal and does not ask for the same. Come here to ridicule not because of. There's no work, huh?" said Dona.


I kept quiet, but it was Dona who stood up for me. With all the words of Dona, apparently not too much influenced by Vina.


"OKAY. Then then. I'm busy going on." Vina flipped her body and walked towards the car.


"Eh, Ma. Who else is busy or not." Once again Dona replied to Vina's scorn.


"Don, no, deh. Don't diledenin. Let it go."


"Balong, Al. She's a pretty, bohai-like body model, but her mouth is sharp, as sharp as a squirt."


"Udah, he will get his own reply. My mother said that we as humans must be patient, let it be fertile. That mockery is ordinary. When I was in school, it was worse than that."


"But, why does he know, yes, your husband works in a car show room?"


"He's Rey's business partner. He obviously knows."


I can't possibly say that he was my husband's ex-girlfriend when they were in college. I can imagine the expression that Dona made when she heard the former. In the meantime, he was quite emotionally stirred up.


"Amit-amit, huh. What's beautiful if her heart is rotten. His tongue is as sharp as razor's."


"Eat him. Let us not imitate the bad."


After discussing Vina, we walked into the office. Completed our task. Sick, really. Everything Vina said was true. But, remembering that Rey once offered me a job in her office, this pain slowly subsided. It wasn't Rey who ignored me. However, it is I who prefer to work in another office.


Rian's out of his hiding place. He looked more indifferent than usual. I accidentally saw it. I suddenly felt sympathy for that cool widower. Sometimes, I also feel sorry after knowing the fate that befell him.


Until these eyes did not stop looking at every step of his foot until he came out of this room.


My phone's vibrating. My gaze turned to the flat screen and immediately wiped it. A message from my husband. It, enough to make me dumbfounded. She was urged this morning to go to the gynecologist with me. I can't help but laugh a little. Mom didn't even tell me. Maybe he's lazy because I always say "yes" without any action.


Seriate...


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