
The beginning of a unique relationship between Alvaro and Rania, but elsewhere there is an eye war. Eyes with the same color of the iris are at war in silence, as if silence would solve the problem.
Tok...
Chequek...
"Excuse me, this is what you asked for."
"Put it on the table!"
"Leo! Call Justin, meet in 2 hours!" asfa commandments.
Abhi is shocked by Asfa's decision. "What! Leo, don't follow my wife's will."
"Sorry Sir. But right now, I'm officially an associate of Duke Justin." Leo chose to speak honestly.
"..."
Asfa shook his right hand and Leo left the couple's war. Of course before boss Abhi lunged at him with different types of critical question weapons.
"Do you know! The guest of the foreign delegation is no longer the representative who will attend the meeting, but the owner of the direct company. And," explained Abhi who was stopped because Asfa's face was just flat, cold with no expression.
The tiny face that was used to being sweet now turned into another figure. Sharp blue eyes with perfectly long thin eyebrow curves. Thin pink lips without dye, really make the soul of the man in his body struggling.
Conscious you! Why my brain travels everywhere. Heart calm.~ Inner Abhi with a taste of frown in the crown.
"Ekhem!" asfa dehem.
"Eh. Did you call me?" abhi asked wrongly.
Not the answer I got. But Asfa's right eyebrow was raised, bringing shame to Abhi's heart. "No yeah? All right, back to the original topic."
"Stop! Your time just one hour. Take it's. For learn proposal (Just stop! Your time is only one hour. Takeit. To learn the proposal.)" Asfa said and closed his eyes with his body leaning against his chair.
Asfa placed his right index finger in front of his lips. "Don't more argument!(No more arguments!)"
What more can a husband say? When the wife has more leadership level! The aura of intimidation with soul pressure, although the gentle tone remained just like Skakmat.
In silence Abhi looked at Asfa, the file was ignored. Only Asfa caught his attention.
Petite face, sexy sweet lips, pointed nose, narrow eyes with blue iris, perfectly thin eyebrows, plump eyelashes and charming chin. Long black hair with reddish mane, smooth white skin without blemish. ~ Inner Abhi with both hands supporting chin.
"If your eyes are blind! Just say! I can make you blind again." chirped Asfa casually without opening my eyes.
How not to be emotional if a wife speaks very bar-bars even more than the bars of school children today. Asfa simply ignored Abhi, opened his eyes and got up from his seat.
Asfa's footsteps came to a halt when he reached the door. "Remember your request. Do I have to play a show? I told you already. Don't Regret Your Request!"
Chequek...
Abhi's eyes are perfectly patterned with a hand wrapped in a lip, his ears should be checked immediately. Not just the ears but also heart health, not to mention blood pressure.
"Is she my little wife?" cetus Abhi with a million infinite flavors.
Not in love but in shock with a cold wife like a north pole, flat like a moon without stars. Be thankful? Asfa granted a patent request from his heart, but it was beyond imagination. If the sweet little wife surpasses the famous fierce king of the jungle.
"Who are you? Is the message true? How do I know what is right and wrong. I accept you for who you are. But fate is playing me." sighed Abhi.
Abhi was still struggling with feelings. Asfa chose to visit her two parents-in-laws.
"Do you know what trust means?"
Asfa's voice made Mr. Mahendra stop his activities. "Son! What do you mean by what you say?"
"Do I have to show you?" Asfa holds both hands in front of the chest.
Mother Aliya entered a special room belonging to Mr. Mahendra. "Son, when are you back?"
"Don't repeat your mistakes! I am not the goddess of goodness. Remember that." said Asfa and left his two in-laws looking at each other with anxious and fearful eyes.
Like someone caught stealing. Mr. Mahendra and Mommy Aliya shared worried eyes, Asfa's words did not sound like a joke. The calmness in Asfa's blue eyes was able to sedate the opponent.
"Pa, didn't you say.." Aliya's great-grandson.
Mr. Mahendra approached his wife. Give support with a warm hug. "Don't worry. Abhi knows the best way for his future. We just need to pray for the happiness of our son."
"Hopefully, Ameen." replied Aliya.
Tension seemed to spread at every step Asfa. The people around Asfa began to feel a heartless aura, but not with the man following Asfa's steps. The man's sweet smile was not broken, but it grew more and more perfect.
"What if your lips, I'm a museum, right?" ask Asfa without looking at the faithful man being the tail.
The man simply remained silent without answering with a step without a doubt.