My husband is crazy at work

Episode 17's

In the evening, as Nisa said, Nisa will call Dhika more often. He will be more concerned that his apology will be accepted by Dhika.

This time Mr. Dhika does not want to be called Master. I tried trlpon first. 

while holding her chest pounding, Nisa ventured to call Dhika.

“halo Kak Dhika”

“i'm not your sister. Ku close.”

Dhika replied briefly with a hoarse voice

　

Nisa is confused, having to call Dhika what. Before long, he was looking for the right name on the internet. But at that moment Nisa's phone shook

Mr. Radhika

“aduh, I have not been able to call the name that dIam au, and he has called again” murmured in panic

“ha.. hello.. Mister?”

“have I said I am not Mr. mu”

“i binging should call apa”

“what did you call me?”

“kak”

“ganti”

“Master?”

“you have no ears?”

“om?”

"i'm not that old"

"um. mas?"

Dhika. He is confused in the name of mas, the article dIa sundanese (wkwkwkwk). But the taste of the mas is not bad.

“iya” dika replied after thinking long

“oke, in Dhika, hehe”

I don't know why Dhika's heart beats faster

“ko deck anyway, do I adeknya mas?”

“but you are much younger than me” dhika mocking nisa

“then, do you want me to call om?” annoyed Nisa. Nisa is not aware that actually the word "deck" is one of the expressions of Dika's version of affection.

“don't dare you, Nisa Aksani Damar” said with a small laugh.

“hehehe, mas healthy?”

“no, you didn't hear my voice running out?”

  “oh god, is Mas okay? You should eat healthy food, though,

buy honey and ginger. Mas can make a simple drink Mas” raspy reliever answered Nisa full of attention

"I've had enough attention, haven't I?" Nisa in my heart

“entahlah, it's cold. Snow starts to fall”

“make sure you wear a thick jacket, warm yourself in the room. Don't forget to bring body warmers too, so that the mas keep warm”

“hei, since when did you become so chatty little boy”

“since you said you haven't forgiven me”

I don't know why Nisa's answer doesn't sound pleasant in Dhika's ears.

“what if I said I had forgiven you, you would not pay attention to me again?

Nisa said, what kind of question is this. Why are you so hard to understand.

“already, you don't have to force yourself to give me attention, I've forgiven you”

“tapi.”

“ku closed.” dika ended the phone a little annoyed

Beep.

What the hell do you want, why are you so hard to understand. Nisa who was a spirit became a little moody hearing Dhika's last response like that.

Nisa tries to contact dhika again, actually nisa still wants to talk to dika, but what power does not admire the phone no matter how many times nisa tried misscall dika

The next day and the next day Nisa did not call Dhika again, she was a little upset about Dhika's response. He also thought that He had been forgiven, so be it

on the other hand, he went back to his job. Dhika regretted not picking up her phone. She was also confused about what had happened to her until she felt more emotional than usual. Anxiety began to approach, but Dhika tried to dampen it by not self-employed with a pile of work