My husband is my boss

CHAPTER 29 My Husband My Boss

The bright morning sun made Clara eager to pack up and go home to the apartment. Clara got the WA message, it turns out the photographer sent her some wedding photo files and will be printed on the photo album.

Cakra already feeling refreshed finally woke up and approached Clara who was on the sofa. "What have you noticed since...?" The chakra surprised him and almost slipped out of his hand.

"Your mom is better...?" Clara holds the jidat Cakra.

"As you can see. Who sent you the message?" Cakra looks curious about Clara's phone.

"It's nothing..!" Clara who saw Cakra's expression was very curious about his phone.

"Give me your hpmu...! Clara, if you don't give me your phone don't expect you to come home to the apartment with me." Cakra tries to threaten Clara who hides her cellphone in her pants pocket.

"Okay if that's what you want, Clara will go now." Clara moved from her seat.

"Wait.that's not what I meant. Clara, I'm sorry." Cakra got up from his seat and hugged Clara from behind.

"Here, look." Clara took her phone and gave it to Cakra. Actually Clara still wanted to make Cakra curious but because Cakra had already clenched her he finally gave up too.

"It turns out we're so compatible, look at that smile. I never thought I'd marry you." Cakra smiled looking at their wedding photos like a person in a kasmaran.

"Huh, what's wrong with him? why did he suddenly turn out to be good again. Is he a chameleon stealth incarnation..? His nature is always changing." Clara sat at the end of the bed looking amusedly at Cakra.

Cakra and Clara have been preparing to return to the apartment. Outside the room, the hotel waiter was waiting for them. When Cakra came out of the room, the hotel employees were ready to bring all their belongings. Cakra walked out of the hotel, seen all employees bowing their heads showing respect for him.

Cakra is the son of a wealthy businessman. Her papa is famous for her very assertive style and discipline when it comes to work. The wealth of his parents will not run out even though 7 derivatives. Although Cakra is a successful businessman's son but he does not like his life is too constrained so he never uses the services of a bodyguard. Cakra also does not have a private driver or household assistant in her apartment.

"Who's calling..?" Cakra saw Clara's hp.

"Your sister, Hana.." Clara returned busy replying to messages and occasionally smiled.

"Clara, you're not cheating, are you..? Clara immediately stopped smiling and just looked flat at Cakra.

"Clara, I asked...! Don't you really cheat." Cakra raised his voice because he saw Clara who did not care much about him.

"Mas, that question should be for you, not for me." Clara answered firmly.

"I..? Why me..?" Cakra is like a person who has no fault.

"Yes you, you're home early in the morning in disheveled clothes and I don't know where you're from. Was that not cheating on her name..? I should have asked you, not you....!" Clara has also seen emotion by clenching her hands tightly.

"OK-okay, I'll explain everything." Cakra stopped his car on the side of the road.

"Clara, I'm really sorry about you. I was actually finishing my relationship with Fely, but that night he threatened me to commit suicide, so I went and accompanied him to a drink. If you don't believe you can contact Riyan, now he knows everything. Clara, I know you still love William as well as I do, I still love Fely. You know, it's not easy to let go of the person you've been with for years even if they've betrayed you."

"But why didn't you see me for almost a month before our wedding?" Clara did not stare at Cakra.

"I went to Paris to see him for a week and I happened to be on a job. When I was about to see you, it turned out that Fely had returned home early after hearing about my marriage. During that time I accompanied him to explain to him so that he would not ruin our marriage. Really, this relationship is very complicated Clara." Cakra rested his body.