
Beni opens the door to Lucky's office. Sri walked in with a smile as sweet as possible. Lucky also welcomed him no less warm. Directly pulled Sri into his lap. Beni knows himself enough. Get out of the room immediately.
"How long, dear? I'm already hungry" Lucky's whine put his face on Sri's chest.
Sri giggled with amusement. Pushing Lucky's face away from his chest. Cupping her husband's handsome face with both palms.
"Kalo Mase laper, yes eat. I'm nguel kayak cat"
Lucky smile. Look at the face of his wife. "What did you bring?"
"Here" Sri reached for lunch. Show it to Lucky.
"You're the cook, Sri?"
"Ndak, mas" Sri nyengir. "Mami Ndak can take Sri to the kitchen. It's always been a cook's pack"
"It's okay. The important thing is to eat with you"
Lucky carried Sri to the sofa. Put him there. Lucky went to the small refrigerator in the corner of the room. Take a bottle of cold mineral water. Sri immediately opened lunch for Lucky. Prepare lunch for both of them.
Lucky sat down next to Sri. Looking forward to his first feed from his wife's hand. With painstaking care, Sri feeds Lucky like she is feeding her little sister. Smiling saw Lucky so eagerly eating from Sri's hands straight away.
"All right, honey? anything nosy about you?" lucky asked while taking a spoon from Sri's hand, and took turns feeding food into Sri's mouth.
Sri just nodded. Didn't want to be frank that there were a lot of eunjungan about him in the lobby.
"Wanna see today's news?" ask Lucky again.
"What news, ma'am?"
"Hm.. About my queen" Lucky blinks his flirtatious eyes. Sri blushed in shame.
Lucky took the remote to the left of a small table nearby. Squeeze it and spread the television in front of them. Looking for Chanel news infotainment.
Sri was shocked to see so many people talking about Lucky's Instagram account today. Post their breakfast. There are a lot of wild assumptions. Many of them suspect, that Lucky has married the series.
And in the end, the sad-faced Amira again conveys Lucky's lies behind her.
"Mase, why did Amira say that?"
"Hmm. Just let him" Lucky opened his mouth again. Ask for the next bribe.
He stared at the television screen again. A lot of news said Lucky will hold a press conference today. Clarifying about the widely circulated hot gossip.
"What should a press conference be, huh?"
"Hem. So that my wife is not blasphemed again"
Lucky smiled fondly at sri. Sri just shut up. His mind raged at the thought of Amira's words. And after Lucky opens the sound, will everything change?
"Why, baby?" Lucky saw the unease in Sri's eyes. Sri shook her head weakly. "You're ready to be Lucky's real wife, right?"
Sri looked at her husband's black netra. Looking inside the heart through Lucky's eyes. There's only seriousness there. Then nod again. Lucky smiled gently.
"After this, be prepared to accept many changes. Hmm?"
"Is Sri going to be Ndak have a theme yes mas?"
"Geez.." Lucky laughed at his wife's innocence. "No, hon. There are even more sycophants in front of you. Just look"
"Hhhh.. " Sri sighed. "That's what Sri has been avoiding Mase"
Embrace Sri's shoulders, and kiss the top of her head. "You'll be able to sort them out. Don't be afraid"
They both continued to eat lunch. Mutual bribery. If anyone were to look, it would be envy half to death. Beni comes in with a file and puts it on Lucky's desk.
Lucky took off his work shirt. Talk to Beni. Sri checked her phone which was a lot of incoming messages. From Agnes and her two sisters in the village.
Already yesterday Agnes sent a lot of Sri messages. But Sri has not been able to reply. There was so much she had to answer questions from her family. Not only his mother, but his two brothers were also dragged along. Become the target of netizens and news hunters.
Moreover, Nunik, the girl panicked. His social media accounts are in droves. They found out about Nunik because they saw the post on Sri's Facebook account. Sri plans to see Agnes if there's still time and Lucky allows it. Sri sees Lucky still seriously talking to Beni.
"Mase"
Lucky. Raise next to his eyebrows. Shave his chin in lieu of question words.
"Sri can see Agnes?"
Lucky quiet. Look at Beni and ask.
"When is the press conference scheduled, Ben?"
"We still have an hour to go, sir" Beni replied.
"You don't think there's a problem, honey?" Lucky asked back.
"Just for a moment. Not long time"
"Go"
Sri cheered happily. He stood up and approached her husband. Hugging spoiled and peeping her cheeks in gratitude. Beni looked down helplessly at how affectionate this couple who were in love drunk.
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Sri avoids meeting a lot of people in the lobby. Take the executive elevator straight to the basement. He had to take a detour to the canteen. There's still half an hour of rest time over.
As soon as the three friends saw Sri from the corner of the office cafeteria, Dila approached and pulled Sri to join. Especially if not to listen to the gossip from the source directly.
"Sri!! don't lie to you again! is that really gossip?" Dila until a whispering glare suppressed his voice. Staring at Sri enthusiastically.
"Yes Sri. Let's just say the real thing? the one in the mall at that time was really Mr President huh? not ojol, is it?" Niar tugged at Sri's hand.
"Iihh. Come on Sri. by the way dong. Don't make us curious. The rumors are getting hotter. Let alone the news of Mr Lucky's post this morning!" Dila looked impatient.
"Ssttt.Be calm first you two. Sri has not yet taken a breath. I've been playing hajar" Agnes interceded. Give Sri a chance to take a breath.
"Ah.. Because you're Nes!" Dila glared at Agnes.
"Lho's? how am I supposed to be?" Agnes seemed to be in disbelief.
"You really know. But you're in on it"
"Eehh. How did you fight?" Sri mediates Dila and Agnes.
"Well, that's why you told me" Dila leaned her body closer in front of Sri.
Sri grinned and scratched her head which was not itchy. So the anstusisnya Dila and Niar want to ask Sri explanation. Glanced at Agnes for a moment. The curiosity of these two friends shows that Agnes has not dismantled Sri's relationship with her. Lucky's.
"Actually that rumor.. "
Sri stopped talking. Make Dila and Agnes look forward to the continuation of Sri's talk.
"Come Sri! in jasmine!" Niar is impatient.
"That's a real mbak"
"Huh?! really?! are you actually cheating on our President?!" screams Dila and Niar together.
"Aaiisshh.don't scream why the hell!" Agnes smothered both of their mouths.
But Dila immediately brushed Agnes' hand from her mouth. Still not satisfied with Sri's answer.
"Typically Sri?" repeat Dila again.
"Ndak mbak Dil's. In fact, Sri is Mase's wife"
"Mases? Who else is Sri?" Niar is getting confused.
"Ouch!" Sri patted her own jidat. Forgetting that these two friends do not know who Mase Sri means. "I mean Sri, his wife the President. Lucky Mas"
"Well??!!"
Dila and Niar were deathly pale. Surely their guess. Kang ojol it turned out to be the master of their President. Uky's a handsome guy. Agnes to giggle amused to see both of them in shock instead of playing. During this time they were friends with the wife of a high official of their company. Man number one.
"Can we Sri?" ask Dila limp.
"Yes can anyway dil" Sri smiled amusedly.
"When has Sri been?" Niar also looked confused.
"Before work here mbak"
Both of them were shocked to hear that. They thought Sri was just a village girl who had no power. Join them without revealing their identity. In fact, she said her husband was just a jackass. It turns out that Sri's husband is not an arbitrary person. And the one they blame the most is Agnes.
Slowly Dila and Niar turned to look at Agnes sharply. The one in the face glared in horror. Shaking and shaking his hands refused to be punished.
"Ee. ehh. I'm not Dil. S-sri who doesn't want to be discovered!"
"You. You must be under Agnes' law!!" scream both.
Agnes was pale. There is no tolerance for both. Agnes must be punished!!