Queen the Ruler
It's the Queen
Extremely unplanned meetings continue to bring one by one problems present in life. Without them knowing if their every move is the way to a problem. Precisely in the cafeteria this afternoon, Alfat who saw the Queen did not respond to the words of the wife rushed to shoulder Citra while bowing his head in a sign of respect to the Queen, where the woman who used to be her lover.
The Queen's plan got a pat on her shoulder. "Miss, let's have lunch" said Jery, the Queen's personal assistant. Feeling the clap the Queen was shocked.
"Who let you touch my shoulder?" press the Queen stared intently at the man who had been presumptuous in her opinion. However, that was the figure of Jery, a man who always acted pretentiously without knowing the place and circumstances.
Getting a sharp gaze from the boss, the man just gritted his white teeth and made the Queen panted and rushed away leaving the assistant.
One of the tables in the company cafeteria that afternoon became the Queen's choice place to enjoy a makeshift lunch. Although only labeled canteen, but the company owned by Wijaya is very elite. From the other table some of the men in charge of guarding the young lady did not seem to take their eyes off the Queen at all. They do not want if at this lunch hour the Queen will make a tantrum.
Until the waiter looks to serve lunch according to the order of the lady, then they breathe a sigh of relief. One move of the Queen's hand swung to her mouth by holding a spoon. Just as his lips were about to open, suddenly the pair of eyes of the girl turned to look at the husband and wife who was not far from his desk was bribing occasionally. Even the laughter of the two adorned their faces.
"It seems interesting if I'm with them." muttered the Queen smiling full of plans. He holds a tray and carries his lunch at the table which turns out to be where Alfat with Citra enjoyed lunch together.
"Can join?" ask the Queen who has not received an answer already landed her buttocks on the chair she pulled.
Suddenly it made Citra look at the husband as if asking what is this? And Alfat just closed his eyes at a glance and put on a friendly face.
"Do you work here too?" cynical Queen asked Citra who got the answer with a headband.
"My wife doesn't work, miss. He just had lunch accompanying me here." Alfat took over to answer. And that made the Queen raise her eyebrows next to her.
The silent image looked at the husband without daring to raise a voice. While Alfat seemed to frown not knowing what to respond. The woman in front of him is a woman of the past but she must remain professional with her boss.
"What a weirdo, Miss?" tanyanya politely.
No words were thrown even on cue, suddenly the Queen thrust a bribe with a spoon of her container in front of the mouth of Alfat. Of course it makes Alfat or Citra jumped in shock. Nervous of what to say, Alfat held the spoon with both hands blocking in front of him.
"Miss..."
"What's? Let's taste this food. I think something's weird. Hurry up, this is an order!" press the Queen to make Alfat again not warty.
Doubtful the man opened his small mouth while his two eyes looked at the woman who was none other than his wife. The image can only be silent looking at her own husband in a feeding bribe by another woman whom she herself does not know if she is the ex-husband.
Not only that, the Queen nimbly stretched out her thumb rubbing the tip of Alfat's lips. "You are still like you used to eat like a mess" he said suddenly making Citra's face stiffen to hear it.
"As before? What does that word mean? Who the hell is he? what's with Mas Alfat and this woman actually?" Can only wonder in the heart Citra held back the teardrops that had almost fallen.
Her chest that was originally flowery got a romantic attitude of the husband is now immediately hot like a fire. Likewise with Alfat who stared at the wife full of requests. He could see the expression of the image's face that had turned cloudy.
