Remember Me, My Husband!

Sorted Home By Dr. Mario

All day long Arlan's mood was really bad like cloud overcast. In the office he was more silent and daydreaming. Even when Andre invites him to enjoy lunch at their favorite restaurant first, Arlan refuses and chooses to spend time in the office. As a result, Andre only ordered lunch for her and Arlan from the office cafeteria.

Until late afternoon Arlan was very irritable to talk. An attitude that was completely similar to her in the past. No doubt, Arlan's behavior creates a question mark in Andre's mind, what's with the boss.

“Looks Maysha pretty close to Doctor Mario.” A gloomy tone sounded from the man's mouth. Andre who was still busy with work momentarily turned his attention away from the laptop screen.

“Maysha and Mario have been friends since college. Didn't I say yesterday?”

“I know, but I think they're overreacting," he added. According to him, it is inappropriate if Mario approached a married woman, let alone intend to give a ring gift. "Where did they both go to college?” tanyanya.

“Di London.” The corner of Arlan's eyes narrowed full of probes. His mind immediately guessed how Maysha lived with Mario for several years in the same country and away from family. Thinking about whether for a few years there had never been any love between them? 

“During in London they live where?” Arlan was about to dig deeper. It seemed like Andre knew a lot of things in the past that disappeared from his memory.

"It was in the apartment" replied Andre casually, without looking again at the boss' reaction. Because the focus is still on the laptop screen.

“They are one apartment too?” The tone of objection began to sound.

“Iya. Just different floors. Maysha on the eleventh floor and Mario on the tenth. They live in that apartment because it is closest to campus.” Arlan sumput loosens the tie wrapped around the shirt collar. He felt choked, his chest tight as if the supply of oxygen available on Earth was not enough for him to breathe. He felt his blood pressure rise all of a sudden.

“It turns out that close. Climb the stairs once already up.”

Next to Andre's eyebrows raised thinly along with a grin at the corner of his lips. He must have been spouting laughter if he did not remember Arlan's bad mood.

"Be closer to you!"

"meaning?" arlan asked a little confused.

"You forced the owner of the apartment right next to Maysha to sell his unit. You used to come to London just to keep an eye on Maysha."

Andre's words made Arlan's pair of eyeballs fully rounded. "Somewhere?"

"Even you go there almost every month." Andre's laughter filled the room. Unlike Arlan who showed absolutely no reaction other than a surprised reaction.

"Don't joke!" Arlan tried not to swallow raw. His heart was filled with questions about whether he was as possessive as that of Maysha or if this was just Andre's boasting.

"You're overreacting on Maysha. Though the boyfriend is not, the husband is not," said Andre asserted.

Silent for a moment, Arlan sipped a cup of coffee. Leaning back while enjoying the view of the twilight presented from the top floor of his office building.

"What's really going on? Today I saw your mood was very bad." Finally Andre ventured to ask the grim cause of the boss's face.

"You jealous?"

A sharp gaze immediately shot Arlan to the man sitting not far from him.

"Shut up!"

Andre just pursed his lips. It seemed that he would often provoke Arlan's jealousy in order to stimulate his memory.

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Time showed at 10pm when Arlan and Andre completed work that had been delayed. Although still learning, but little by little Arlan understands about the business world. Because Andre really gave a detailed explanation. Arlan who in the past was cold-handed was very quick to respond.

Just now the two will leave the office room, already heard the ringing of a cell phone. Arlan took out the flat object from the pocket of the blazer, which was named Laura on the screen. Arlan let out a long breath. Feeling very lazy.

"Where are you, Mum?" The question becomes the first welcome shortly after the call is connected.

"Still in the office. Just wanted to go home" he answered briefly.

"Oh yes, I just want to tell you. I guess I was right. Yesterday I caught Ma'am Maysha secretly calling Doctor Rio, and tonight she's coming home with that doctor as well. I'm sure they have a special relationship." That long sentence created a thin frown on Arlan's forehead.

"Not Maysha always picked up Mr. Udin, huh?"

"No, Mas. Last afternoon Mr. Udin did want to pick up, but Ms. Maysha said there was important business. It turns out the same important business of Doctor Mario. Where are they trying to get to this hour?"

Arlan glanced at the clockwise direction on his wrist. Time has shown at 10 p.m. Uncontrollably his mind drifted, guessing where Maysha was with Mario until he had just returned home at this hour.

"It could have been them out of the hotel. Especially since Maysha's been living alone without you."

Next to Arlan's hand was clenched. Without excuse he disconnected the call. A few minutes later, a message came from Laura.

Arlan gets angry when he opens the message and finds a short video of Maysha getting out of the back seat of Mario's car, here are some other photos.

"Where did they get home at this hour?"

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