Sharing Love: Loving Myself And Herself

Sharing Love: Loving Myself And Herself
Go to office part 2



Β Khanza threw his breath away, trying to regulate the pounding of his heart as if he wanted to jump out.Β 


"Here is my husband's office, they all know that if I am the wife of their leader, why should I be afraid," he strengthened himself. "Ok I can" he said, which made Abizar shake his head to hear him.


Khanza got out of the car and took Abizar's hand with his pedal. However, only 10 rare left the car he again ran and got into the car.


Abizar only saw Khanza running quickly leaving him.


Abizar let out a long breath.


Walk back to his car. Wanted to open the door, but Khanza locked it. He was not ready to step back into the office. Many co-workers knew him, being a second wife was not something he could be proud of. No one knows what they're thinking about him right now.


"Khanza opened the door" Abizar said, banging on the windshield.


Khanza shook his head, and could be seen by Abizar from behind the glass.


Abizar tugged at the car door and continued banging ya, asking Khanza to open it.


Khanza gave up and opened the door, he did not want to be the center of attention because of the work of the husband who continued banging on the car window.


"Sister, I'm ashamed" she said with a pleading expression that she even looked like she was going to cry.


"Let's go down" stretched out his hand not to accept rejection.


Khanza accepted Abizar's hand,


"Don't run away anymore" showed their hands clasping each other.


Khanza nodded, with as sad an expression as possible.


Abizar took Khanza's hand into the office, he held her very tightly, not wanting Khanza to run away from her again, not paying attention to all the gazes directed at them.


Khanza kept his head down. Ever since getting out of the car, several glances had already been fixed on the two of them. While walking in the lobby of Khanza's office, he kept his head down, wanting not to see the people's gazes at him.


This is the first time Khanza has come to the office after all knowing that she is the second wife of Abizar, their leader.


All said welcome, good morning to their boss and also Khanza, bowing in salute.


Khanza kept his head down, he just nodded slowly to return their greetings.


Some of the voices he recognized.


Yes, almost all office employees are close to Khanza when he was an employee in this office.


Khanza slightly pulled Abizar to walk faster, he just breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the elevator and just the two of them.


"You why the hell? This is my company, they're all my employees.Β  There's no way anyone would dare insult you if I was by your side and already issued a threat to all of them."


"I'm just not good, brother. I know them all, but I don't say hello to them. They must have started gossiping by now."


"Forgot them. No way their habit of spreading gossip is more important than their job, right" he said.


"Yes, sister, but I'm ashamed to meet them."


"Are you ashamed to know that I am your husband?"


"Not that Brother, I'm only Second Wife, they must think that no-no about me, even though they have locked their mouths and fingers no longer comment, still their hearts must still blaspheme me."


Abizar sighed again, "Do I have to make any more threats, so that no one can blaspheme you even in their hearts, they can't mock you."


On the floor it only consisted of several rooms and all of them were the rooms of the higher-ups in the company.


On the floor it only walked a few people not as much as in the office lobby...Khanza in her pedal style walks casually, walking towards her husband's room.


When he opened the door, Khanza recalled the times when he sneaked into the room just to get into the room, to give Abizar a letter. He did not expect that now this could enter at any time and do anything in the room. Khanza was already the wife of the owner of the room..


Khanza sent a message to Aqila if she was already in the office and already in Abizar's room, they made an appointment to meet later and will go directly to the mall.


"Aren't you going to see your friends?" asked Abizar who saw Khanza just sitting on the sofa in his room.


"No, Mas. It's not good office hours to interfere with their work either."


"You sure don't want to interrupt their work, not be ashamed of other employees," Abizar went back to his senses, without seeing Khanza, pretending to focus on his laptop.


"No, I really don't want to take care of them, then my sister will be angry again if their work is not complicated. I like to be angry."


"I ... like to be angry?" when am I mad at you?" ask Abizar who marasa he never angry with Khanza when it comes to his work first.


"Sister is not angry with me, but brother is angry with others if their work is delayed."


"Of course I would be angry if they didn't finish their job, they went to work, not just gossiping and putting their work aside. They get paid to work not just to come to the office every day and sit back."


" If they have no faults and do not delay their work, for what reason do I scold them" Abizar continued.


"That's why I'm here just waiting for them, I've contacted Aqila, she'll pick up


when the clock comes home."


"And I'm the one who asked to approach them, but if they postpone their work I already know the reason, do you not get tired of waiting here, the clock back home is still a long time," saw his watch.


"No, here it is."


"Well, I have a meeting, do you want to stay here or do you want to meet your friends?" ask Abizar again.


"No, Brother. I'm just waiting here" said Khanza, feeling more comfortable sitting on the couch than having to wander in the office.


"I go out first" Abizar said out of his room.


Khanza walked around every corner of the room, he saw there was another door there, he entered and it turned out to be a rest room and there was a big bed there. Some office suit stellans were also arranged but and Khanza's eyes were fixed on the glass on the table beside the bed, it was the glass he used to make coffee.


Khanza approached him and opened the top drawer, smiling as he looked at some of the letters he used to write to Abizar.


Khanza was embarrassed himself reading his tantalizing writing.


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