Remember Me, My Husband!
Back In Factory Suit
Throughout the day Arlan continues to accompany Maysha and does not leave her for more than 30 minutes. He went to the bathroom to shower and change clothes. After that he went back to Maysha's room and looked after her.
Now the man is in the kitchen and making milk for Maysha. Chocolate milk is also an option. When carrying a glass of milk and putting it to the table, Maysha looked at him a little astonished.
“You know where I like chocolate milk from?” ask Maysha. Isn't Arlan's memory still recovering?
“I'm just guessing,” replied Arlan casually. “It's true yes you like chocolate milk?”
Maysha chose a nod of her head in response. Arlan helped her to get up and drink the warm milk. Maysha felt better afterwards.
“You didn't go back to Laura's room? Later he will definitely be angry if you are here continue.”
“I've transmigrated to the end room,” replied Arlan casually.
The man then confirmed the pillow so that his wife could lie down comfortably. All night Arlan accompanies maysha. He himself chose to sleep in a chair because if he lay in the same bed, he was afraid he would get out of control.
Maysha is too tempting to ignore and Arlan's nackal lovebird will actually react if it is near Maysha.
Arlan only dared to steal a kiss on the forehead when Maysha was completely sound.
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Maysha's morning was greeted with a shocking sight. Arlan looked well-groomed in a work suit. Before leaving he brought breakfast for Maysha. She wanted to feed him, but Maysha refused because she felt her body was a little better.
Finally Arlan gave up and did not force. He went to the kitchen and saw Bik Wiwin cleaning the kitchen.
“Bik, titip Maysha, yes. Don't let Laura into her room,” Arlan's orders.
Bik Wiwin was astonished to hear the orders of the employer. However, he is happy if Arlan can be firm with Laura and fairer with Maysha.
Since yesterday Arlan also decided to move to the end room. That's great news, except for Laura.
“Good, Den.”
“If there is anything quickly report to me. Aunty there's my number the same office number, right?”
“There, Den. I'll report if there's anything.”
The man walked quickly to the parking lot. Early in the morning he had contacted Andre and asked him to come to the office early.
“I want to bring my own car,” he said when Mr. Udin was about to board the car. He sat in the steering wheel and drove the car out of the yard.
Laura stared at the window of her room. Laura was again made to wonder. Arlan has been traumatized in driving. But this morning he saw Arlan driving his own car.
“How Mas Arlan can bring his own car when he has been traumatized? Did a day with Andre make Arlan forget his trauma?”
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The car that Arlan was driving entered the office courtyard. A security officer greeted with a respectful bow.
Arlan got in after handing over the keys and ordered one of the security guards to park his car.
The pair of eyes of the man lit up when he saw some of the staff was engrossed in chatting that morning. Because of the fun of chatting, they did not realize the presence of the boss right behind them.
“I heard Mr. Arlan is back with a young wife. Poor Miss Maysha. Though it has been a long wait,” said one of the female staff.
“Yes, I heard that too. But he said Mr. Arlan's young wife was beautiful, youh,” reply other staff.
“Oh yes, beautiful where is Bu Maysha?”
“Ehm!” Arlan's heavy deheman voice managed to make the staff jump. They immediately lowered their heads when they realized who was in front of them right now.
“You get paid to work, not to gossip!” arlan's warning.
No one dared to raise their head just to answer. That rebuke alone was able to make their faces look pale like undead.
“Ba-good, Sir. We are sorry,” one of the male staff ventured to reply.
Arlan doesn't talk much. He immediately left some staff to the elevator.
“It looks like Mr. Arlan has returned to factory settings, deh,” said one of the staff while wiping the chest.
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