My wife Little Child

Chapter 49

Fahri took his wife's arm to a room that read "Kaprodi Room (Chairman of Study Program)" in front of the entrance.

Dira widened his eyes. This is like a surprise intended for Dira but actually not in the contents of the husband's head. But really, this all really surprised him. Yes Tuhaann... Why at the age of marriage that has entered the age of 2 years, she just found out that her husband is as GOOD as that?? Even Fahri never told me any of this.

How not great viewers...? At the age of Fahri who is still relatively young, yes, 27 years. He has held the position of a KAPRODI. Removing a series of other lecturers even those who have been senior from him whether it is from the age or the length of time they have devoted themselves to the campus. It can even get rid of senior lecturers who have been professors even though. How not COOL try, her husband...?

"Mas... Yakinn, we're not in the wrong room...?" dira was still doubtful.

And Fahri just smiled in a knot while continuing to wring his wife's arm and occupying her on a minimalist monochrome sofa.

Then in a pretentious style Fahri wagged the collar of his shirt, "You just found out, honey? If your husband is not just a lecturer. But one of the GREAT and IMPORTANT people on this campus... Kudeettt siiihh you,"

Dira twirled his eyes with a funny mimic. Then he threw a sofa cushion at Fahri. "Bangett style anyway, Mas!"

"Hehe."

Dira spread his gaze throughout the room. Her husband's office is very large. Even the decorations and interiors are so luxurious and elegant. There is a main work desk with a typical ergonomic chair of luxury design executive chair. Then in front of him again there is a swivel chair provided when there are guests coming. In another corner there are sofas, chairs, and special meeting tables on a small scale (1-4 people). There are also various office electronic devices in several corners, and even corner rooms are available that look so comfy for a place to rest for a while. Then there are also bookshelves, special shelves for storage files and even shelves for putting personal items. And lastly, the luxurious impression of the room was also created from the floor coated with a combination of parquet wood and marble.

Dira was unceasingly amazed to praise the luxury of the space where Fahri worked.

Fahri walked slowly to Dira, then grabbed his waist and taken to the main seat which is his great chair. Fahri sat down and held Dira on it.

"M... Mmass... What do you want to do...?" it's not nothing Dira has been made hot cold sports heart that.

Fahri looked at him deeply while grinning. "You're really scared... I've been facing Om-Om who is a pedophile, again,"

Dira laughed. "Tuh Mas Fahri sadaaar...!"

Fahri follow ngakak, "Yes if the target pedophile senge-gemesinn you giniii... How Om not klepek-clepek try every timet...?"

Dira's face was red, "Mulaiii deeehh... Don't look at me with that perverted look...!"

Fahri ngakak again.

"Eh Mas's. Anyways... I don't know, darling... If Dira's husband turned out to be as GREAT as thisiii... MUHAMMAD FAHRI, a KAPRODI gitu looohhh..." Dira was endlessly amazed.

Fahri nosed Dira, "Yaa kaann, COOL kain her husbandaa...? Whose husband was that looohhh? Hehe..."

Dira smiled broadly at the husband, "Iyyaaaa... Therefore Dira PROUDAAAA very have a husband like Mas Fahriii giniiii,"

Tuh... His smile became so. Duhh, my heart immediately can not be invited to compromise anymore right...

Fahri is in the heart.

"Darling.." Suddenly Fahri looked at him deeply.

"Hmmm...?" Dira looked back at him.

And. cup. Kiss his wife's lips softly and deeply. And Dira enjoyed it while closing her eyes.

Kriieett, "Fahri."

The two couples who were drunk with love let go of their kisses in shock.

Someone who had just entered the room Fahri was no less surprised to see a scene like that in broad daylight gini.

"Ck, Suhay! You are a habit, yes! I have often said, knock on my door first if you want to come in...!" fahri was upset.

Ck... Him again...! The grandmother drop by. What the hell is he here for? Disturb people again. Hmmm, I'm hot-hot nih grandma attached, let's know the taste...!

"You know, honey. How is he not polite? Enter without a knock on the door first," said Dira who was still in the lap of her husband with a wicked look, even now his hand is deliberately attached to Fahri's neck.

Suhay's face looked misbehaved, then he walked over to Fahri's desk. "Sories. I just want this love. Minutes of meeting this morning. I typed it," he said, putting a stack of papers neatly put together using paper clips on Fahri's desk.

"OK, thank you" said Fahri, looking indifferent.

"Either. Okay I go out first." continued again and turned his body towards the door, then suddenly he turned his body again facing the couple. "Oya anyway. I want to apologize and clarify everything. Let there be no more misunderstanding between us, Dira. Maybe I was wrong. Often try to approach Fahri even to invite him to lunch everything. I knew he was married..."

Naaahh tuu tauuu, if your actions are salaahh...? I know people's husbands, but I'm still trying to get them. Want to be the seed of the actor, huh loo??

"...but just so you know. Fahri was never at all nanggepin me. And you need to know, we really have no relationship, just a coworker. Let's not misunderstand you anymore. Ng... Fahri was very loyal and love died very much with you. Take good care of him, Fahri is a perfect guy. Again, I'm sorry for my attitude. May you always be happy," Dira can catch a bitter smile on Suhay's face. Then without saying anything else, the woman rushed away leaving Fahri's room.

Behind Fahri's door, Suhay endured the pain in his chest. Yes, he had indeed harbored a sense of belonging to a co-worker he had known for many years. Long before Fahri got married. That's why he had a heartache after knowing Fahri married another girl. Though all this time he harbored a taste for her, but apparently his love only clapped one hand. Yes, he's ALREADY LOST DECISIVELY. By that little boy. But now that he had said everything to Fahri and Dira, he was relieved. And sincerely accept everything. Because, however, the actions of him who had tried to approach Fahri when he knew Fahri was married, was A BIG MISTAKE.

Slowly Suhay walked away from Fahri's room.

"Hmmm... Gimana... So, you're still thinking that there's nothing about Suhaay...???"

Dira's face looked wrong, "Iyyaaaa... Enggaaakk koook." he pinched both of Fahri's cheeks and wiggled them right and left.

"Gemesh is the same Mas?" whispered Fahri while holding his cheek that reddened due to Dira.

"Hihihii, yes." then Dira kissed the husband's cheek with anxiety.

"Again dong Darling... Now here." said Fahri hooked while pointing at his own lips.

Dira immediately glared, "Iihhh really-bener yaaa...! If someone else comes in...???"

"Yes stay in the door darling. Even delicious, can be satisfied here we are..." Fahri started to launch his perverted gaze.

Dira ngakak while pinching Fahri's waist with anxiety.

"Blow, aaw. Sick Iangg!" Fahri was even cengenesan.

"Eh Mas."

"Why?"

"Lapeer. Ih, Mas the hell in his brain there's only steady-dining doang. Sampe forgot if now it's almost past lunch hour tauu...!" Dira pouting.

Fahri laughed, "Yaa ammpuuunn, Mas sampa forgot not to feed this kitten. Hahaha,"

"Eeehh, haphazardly. Said another kitten,"

"Haha. Yaudah the son of marmots."

"Iihhhh, Mom...! Not funny. Lapeerr.!"'s...!"

"Hehehe. Yaudah... Wait daftar. Go phone OB first. Ask for food in the canteen,"

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A little announcement againi Darling2 kuuh😍.

For my loyal readers, sorry if during the month of Ramadan, the author can not up date too many episodes per day.

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