My love is blocked by your throne

24. Wife, And Wife Candidate.

Taps..Taps..Taps..

The sound of the pounding heels on the ceramic floor that formed its own rhythm, burst into the hearing of Clara who was sitting together with Aura completing the resume of the meeting just now.

Both of them turned their heads towards the source of the sound.

And there is a very extraordinary view according to the judgment of some people, Yeslin who is very beautiful with a tight dress wrapped around his sex body stepped sagging like a model on the Catwalk. Ignoring the two sitting people looking at him and immediately about to open the door of the CEO's room that was tightly closed.

"Who would you like to meet?" Clara reprimands.

"You see Damaresh, still nanya," Yeslin answered sewot.

"Sir Damaresh is out" Clara told him after rolling her eyes off guard with Yeslin's attitude just now.

"I want to wait for him inside" Yeslin still wanted to open the door.

"Order Mr. Damaresh, no one can enter his room without Mr. Damaresh's permission,"

"Include me?" Yeslin stared intently at Clara.

"Including Madame Claudia, Mr. Damaresh's own mother, let alone 'just' Yeslin," Sahut Clara with a stern look.

"Just, did you say?" Yeslin stepped over to Clara who was sitting opposite the Aura.

"La. 'Only' mbak Yeslin." Clara repeated her words boldly, ignoring Yeslin's annoyed eyes.

"Do you know who I am?" Yeslin raised his voice a little.

"Yeslin Adelina, daughter of Mr. Alex Wilson, owner of Blanc Compani," Clara mentions fluently.

"That's not what I mean" Errata Yeslin. "I'm his future wife Damaresh Willyam, you know?" Yeslin said

by puffing up the chest.

"Prince Damaresh's wife? I just heard,"

Clara smiled doubtfully. Actually, rumors about it have long been heard in the office of Pramudya Corp, but so far no one has confirmed the truth. There was even the attitude of Damaresh so cold to Yeslin, it was seen directly by Clara.

The secretary of Damaresh turned to ask Aura.

"Do you know Aura, if Mr. Damaresh has a wife?"

All I know is that Mr. Damaresh doesn't have a future wife, but already has a wife. Wife secret.

Answer the Aura in the heart. While the outward appearance of the beautiful hijab girl just smiled while shaking her head.

"You can ask your boss for confirmation later,"

Tukas Yeslin with an Expression that was far from friendly,

yeslin promises that if he is officially engaged to Damaresh, he will replace Clara as secretary of Damaresh with someone else. So would Aura if the hijab-wearing girl would be as disrespectful to her as Clara is today.

"Unfortunately, our job here is not to deal with personal matters, Ma'am," Clara replied with a relaxed smile.

The aura that sensed that Clara was waving a cold war flag with Yeslin was immediately mediating. "Please sit down mbak! maybe soon Mr. Damaresh will come, "Aura will let Yeslin sit in the seat of the sofa that is there.

Inevitably, Yeslin had to follow the Aura's proposal, as there was no way he could stand alone, while Damaresh had not been successfully contacted.

Clara and Aura refocused on the original work

until it was seen that Damaresh and Kaivan came to that place.

"Aresh, thank God you're coming soon" Yeslin greeted him with a sigh, along with a smile that was made as perfect as possible.

"What's wrong?" Unfortunately Damaresh was just staring flat

in tune with the tone of the question which is also flat.

"There's something I have to say,"

"Tell me!"

"How about we talk inside?"

Instead of agreeing with Yeslin's request, Damaresh sat himself on the sofa not far in front of Yeslin who was already standing. Although a little annoyed with Damaresh's attitude, but inevitably Yeslin immediately sat back down.

"Papa wants to invite you to dinner at home,"

Yeslin made his point. "Can you, Aresh?"

Instead of answering, Damaresh turned his head to the other side. "Arra, what's my agenda for tonight?"

"Ee" got an unexpected question so, Aura was a little stuck, especially usually he never got the task of arranging the schedule of Damaresh outside office hours, he said, although it is indeed one of the duties of a PA. But all this time Kaivan is the one who plays a role more often for it.

"What Arra?" Damaresh wanted the girl to answer him immediately. Aura realized that Damaresh wanted to avoid Yeslin's invitation, But Aura was also not a good person to lie, enough that he had lied to his father in the last three days. But on the one hand he has to obey Damaresh, right?

"That means I can't, Yeslin." Damaresh.

"What about after that?"

"I'm not sure it's going to be over quickly. So, next time," Damaresh wanted to immediately end the conversation.

"When do you have time, Aresh?"

"You can arrange that with Arra," Damaresh immediately got up.

"Why should it be with Aura?" Yeslin stood up and asked unhappily.

"Then with Kai, or with Clara," Damaresh replied casually and immediately passed to enter his room. Yeslin snorted in annoyance, it seemed like his position had now been defeated by a personal assistant.

"Aura, I'll come here again tomorrow, I hope you've arranged a schedule for me to have dinner with my future husband" Yeslin said with emphasis at the end of the sentence. Aura only nodded while holding her breath.the article of the phrase "Prosperate husband" which Yeslin affirmed was very uncomfortable effect in his feelings.

"Aresh, why did you refuse Yeslin's invitation?" Kaivan protested after they were alone in the room.

"You already know the answer," Damaresh removed the suit he was wearing and attached to the back of the chair.

"I think it's good if you meet the dinner invitation. You can take Aura as well," proposed Kaivan who made Damaresh look at him closely.

"Then?"

"There later, you'll be sitting in a flank by those two women. Aura and Yeslin. Your one wife, your one future wife, is so good about your life,"

Kaivan chuckled with his own words. Different from Damaresh who looks annoyed grunt.

"I can't wait to see how your expression is then, I guess it'll be a rare sight to perpetuate." Kaivan returned to his laughter.

"Damaresh Willyam, CEO of Pramudya corp among wives and future wives," Kaivan posed as if reading a weekly newsletter. Damaresh just stared flat and immediately passed towards his private room.

Inside his office there is indeed a private room that used to be occupied by Damaresh rest after doing a tiring job if he still does not want to go home.

"Where are you going, Resh?" Kaivan Seru.

"Sleep,"

"Kok sleeping?" Kaivan was surprised because this was still not fifteen in the afternoon.

"My head is a little dizzy" Damaresh disappeared behind the door of the room.

"Here rest, buddy. Which means I also have some time off," Kaivan monologues to himself plus smiles to himself.

The two hours of time that Damaresh spent in his sleep and indeed after that, his heavy head gradually returned to normal. After washing his face, the man immediately walked out of the room and found Aura sitting on the sofa near his work chair leisurely.

"You haven't come home yet?" sapa Damaresh, the office hours have indeed passed half an hour ago.

"Not yet sir," Aura looked at the more handsome-looking Damaresh with a wet face so. There was no limit for Aura if she wanted to linger staring at the man who was halal for her. So Aura no longer needed to limit her gaze like all this time.

"So Mr. Kaivan said that you're a little unwell,"

"He told you to wait for me?"

"Ah no, this is indeed my personal initiative. Are you okay?" Aura again put her gaze on Damaresh at the same time that Damaresh also looked at her. Both then compact throw away the view.

"She. I'm fine, are you willing to take my promise to you just now?"

"Doesn't a promise have to be kept, sir?"

Damaresh nodded, he immediately sat not far in front of Aura. "Here's your phone"

With pleasure, Aura immediately handed over her phone and then she listened when Damaresh spoke to Lukman on the phone.

Not too long, and not too familiar either, but that was enough for Aura. It was enough to convince her father that her life and her husband were fine.

Aura received back her phone with a smile.

"Thank you sir." That beautiful smile still adorned her face.

Not wanting himself to get the excess impression from Aura's beautiful smile, Damaresh immediately said.

"Have you forgotten my rules?"

"I remember, you said I shouldn't smile like this to you, and to anyone. And I've decided, sir, too,"

"What?"

"I'll smile like this 'just' to you.

Because only Mr. Damaresh has got a halal label from Allah to get my smile."

For whatever reason, Damaresh was amazed to hear the words of the girl who always adorned her beautiful face with the hijab.