My Surgaku Key Betting Wife

The Thing of Nabil.

A sports car entered the office yard towering into the sky, after parking the car, the driver came down, to open the car door for the woman he was transporting.

"Thank you, sir!" said the woman in her soft voice.

"Yes, Miss! You're welcome!" the driver replied while looking down.

The woman who turned out to be Nabil came out, her eyes were directly staring at the very large and tall building in front of her, she understood even more, if her husband was indeed not an ordinary person.

As soon as Nabil felt doubt in his heart, an office of that size must be filled with great people, he had to pass through dozens or even hundreds of people to get to the husband's room.

"How about this, do I just go in, or do I call Mas Faris!" muttered Nabil slowly, on the one hand he wanted someone to accompany him, because Nabil had never walked in a crowd alone, but he also did not dare to contact Faris, she was afraid that her husband was busy or in a meeting.

"You can do it, Bil! Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!" strengthening himself, Nabil finally stepped in.

Exactly as he had guessed, when he reached the lobby, all eyes were on him, some were looking at him with strange gazes, some were confused, some were even like sneering, some were like sneering, maybe because he was dressed in a closed dress and also all black, but Nabil took a wise attitude, namely by lowering his head.

"Who is he, why is he so weird!" whispered a female employee.

"Yes, I just saw her first, what's she here for?" other employees of his.

"Look, she brought a bushel, as if her husband was here!" add an employee with blonde hair.

"She's wearing a face cover for sure because her face is ugly, or there's a burn scar!" another new sneer joined the three women almost close to Nabil.

Nabil could hear everything, but he still tried to be quiet as if he had heard nothing, even though his footsteps were already weak.

Arriving at the reception desk, Nabil finally asked "Excuse me Ma'am!" nabil said politely.

Fortunately his receptionist was not the same as the four employees there, with a smile he replied "Yes, Ma'am! Can I help you?" the woman Nabil saw was Nisa.

"Mom, Nisa! I want to ask you, Mma-room, I mean Mr Faris' room where is it?" nabil asked, she deliberately did not call the mas to her husband in front, Nisa. Because Nabil was afraid that people would find out if he was the wife of the President of the office, because he did not want to make Faris ashamed because he had a wife who looked strange like him.

Nisa seemed speechless, she thought there was a need for what the woman in front of her was with their boss, but without asking, she directly contacted Faris.

"Hello, sir" Nisa said after the call.

"Say!" cut Faris so short.

"There's a woman who wants to meet you, sir! Her name" Nisa was about to keep her glass phone away, wanting to ask Nabil's name, but Faris' voice made her undo her intentions again.

"Take him into my room!" faris orders, after which she immediately disconnects her.

"Sir, you can go straight to the master's room, on the thirtyth floor!" nisa explained, Nabil just nodded and smiled behind his niqab.

"Thank you, Ma'am!" nabil said kindly, then he walked into the elevator, not the special elevator President, but his work is ordinary.

The receptionist simply nodded, before he finally got a question from the employee who had been very curious.

"Where's that freak going?" ask the blonde employee.

"You go to the boss room" Nisa replied casually, but not with the four of them.

"What, to the boss's room! What is it, pack it all!" hardik their friend again.

Nisa just shrugged indifferently, she didn't want to deal with the women's crumbs there, because she still cherished her work.

"You better get to work, if you don't want to be fired, because it's possible it's the Boss' brother or it could be his wife!" timpal Nisa was so resolute that the four people could only incubate in the heart.

He hears everything Nisa talks about with Nabil, as he accidentally passes by.

"Who is that woman, why is she coming with a food box, is she a special person for, Faris!" inner Talia.

She was not willing, if what the receptionist said was true, Nabil was Faris' wife. He who has been chasing Faris for a long time, even others who get it.

"I won't let anyone take Faris away from me, that's my promise!" talia continued.

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While on the thirty floor, Nabil had just stepped out of the elevator, and was now walking down the room made of glass, looking very neat and also clean.

Because Nabil uses an employee elevator, he had to walk back to get to the husband's room, even though if he uses the President's special elevator, then he will arrive directly in front of Faris' room.

After a little distance, Nabil arrived in front of Faris' room, it looked quiet, because the thirty floor was special for Faris and Diki only.

Nabil slowly knocked on the door, until he heard a voice from inside telling him to come in.

"Assynnya!" nabil.

While Faris who had been agitated waiting for Nabil who was very long to arrive in his room, reflex he woke up wanting to approach Nabil, but considering there was Diki who always monitored his movements, he always wanted to get closer to Nabil, making Faris hold him back, because he was afraid that Diki would think he had started to care for his wife.

No one answered Nabil's greeting, they were both deaf. Nabil walked in, his eyes looking at the husband who was standing, but he saw Faris sitting back and telling Diki to come out.

"Wiki, go back to your room!" faris orders, Diki rolled his eyeballs, because Faris himself called him.

"Good, Master!" diki replied, then she immediately stepped out, wanting to greet Nabil as he passed her, but she did not want to take the risk with her boss.

When Diki had come out, Faris immediately called out to Nabil, but remained with a flat face, as if he was mediocre, even though his heart had already rumbled.

"Close up!" Nabil nodded, then walked closer to the Sumi after putting a bushel of food on the table. As usual, Faris immediately pulled his waist until Nabil sat on Faris' thigh.

"Why is it so long?" faris asked as she closed her eyes as she hugged the wife's slender waist, inhaling the fragrant scent of the wife's body.

"I have to cook first, Mom!" answer Nabil.

Faris let go of her embrace, then turned Nabil's face to her face, with her shrewd hands opening Nabil's face cover.

"Mas!" nabil holds the hand of his husband.

"No one dares to enter here without my permission!" replied Faris who understood that Nabil was worried.

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~Connected.