
" His Coffee Bang ". Riska put a cup of coffee on Ardi's desk.
" Thank you ". Said Ardi without taking his eyes off the file scattered on his desk.
Riska glanced at the wall clock perched in the corner of Ardi's study in their residence. The clock shows at 23:00. It has been almost 3 hours Ardi has been silent in his workspace since coming home from the reception of Son and Reina, but the man still stands with a pile of files.
Riska breathed her breath slowly. They had been married for almost a month, but never once had Ardi asked for her rights as a husband.
In fact, not infrequently Ardi prefers to sleep in the workspace compared to sleeping in their room. If you sleep in one room, the man prefers to sleep on the sofa.
Riska is not an innocent girl, especially friends with Arsy and also Lia who are married, of course, the discussion of the problem on the bed is often their talk.
Although not discussed directly, the conversation can sometimes be an interesting conversation to discuss.
When discussing about Him and Ardi, Riska was forced to lie if they also did the same thing as her other married couples.
But when can he cover it. Not never tempting the husband, Riska has repeatedly teased Ardi by wearing sexy clothes that are advised he is her perverted friend, but again, again, both eyes Ardi never even glanced at her sexy appearance.
Like his file of things is more interesting and sexy in his eyes than the sexy body of the wife.
" Bang ". Call Riska slow.
" bs ". Ardi only replied with a small deham without taking his eyes off the file that was in his arrangement.
Riska took her breath in. His sense of heaviness when He had to say a sentence that had been in his mind since a few days ago.
But seeing Ardi's attitude that is increasingly avoiding her, like this sentence she must say to her husband.
" Bang ". Call Riska again, but again only deham Ardi said.
" Let's get divorced ". Ardi stopped his hand movements and turned his gaze to Riska who was now standing before him.
" Don't joke Deck ". Ardi didn't seem to take Riska's words seriously. The man also returned to tidy up the file that was in his arrangement.
" I'm not kidding Om ". Ardi stopped his hand movements when he heard his call change.
" Let's get divorced ". Speak Riska while tightening the grip on both palms of her hands.
" Why are you ? ". Ardi put the file that has been arranged roughly. In almost Riska until they are only a few steps away.
" Om which is why ". Reply Riska, Ardi frowned at her clueless sign.
" Why did Om marry me ?. Is it just out of pity for me? ". Speak Riska with a vibrating tone.
Ardi drew his body closer to Riska. But every time Ardi took a step forward, Riska would take a step back.
" What do you mean ? ". Ardi tries to hold onto Riska's body, but the girl brushes her aside violently.
" Let's get divorced ". Riska said loudly while looking intently at Ardi.
" Don't joke You're Riska ". Jerky Ardi pissed off.
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