She's Wife In Dream

Vengeances

That morning Harjunot as usual will pick up the daughter of his superior. The car entered the gates of elite housing.

Harjunot gets out of his car, checking his phone.

"Morning Not!" Someone say hello.

Harjunot who was familiar with that voice, he raised his head.

"Sirut, haven't left for work?" Harjunot asked while keeping his phone in his pocket.

"Later in the afternoon there is a meeting with the Board of Directors, so the departure is a bit unfortunate!"

"Emmm!" Harjunot.

"Oh .. Yes Not, I honestly want to thank you!"

"Make what?" Harjunot frowned.

"Now Ayi, rarely leave the house at night. After that he went straight to sleep, he said you made him like a lackey! So he was tired and had no energy for his hobby." Sky chuckles. "A misleading hobby" he added.

Harjunot smiled forcedly, in fact the man was slightly insinuated. Because of the words of Heaven, about him who said to make Arsy like a lackey.

Not yet Harjunot replied, the person being talked to came.

"I'm in first Not!" pampit Langit's.

...***...

Harjunot opens the passenger door for Arsy.

"No way!" Arsy shakes.

"Why?"

'Come on for today, don't argue' inner Harjunot.

"In front of empty, why not just in front!" Arsy knows that Harjunot doesn't like being alone with women.

"It's still morning, I don't want to argue with you!"

"Oh!" Arsy got in the car.

In the car Harjunot thought of his dream. The man did not take his dream seriously. Something like that, not for the first time. For that guy.

Arriving at work Harjunot immediately does his job. Arsy follows Harjunot from behind.

"Please, give me the bethel! To the craftsman above!" harjunot told Arsy.

"Why don't you!" push down Arsy while playing his phone.

"I have business, with the project owner!"

"I have to climb up?"

"There are stairs, Mom!"

"Ba-Bu ba-bu, lest you call me Ma'am, that means babu!" accuse Arsy while staring cynically.

"Sorry, I don't have time to argue with you! Do what I ask, or I want to say to Papa, you. If his daughter..."

"Yes-yes! You widower Wek!" Arsy stuck his tongue out at Harjunot.

Arsy looked down at the stairs.

"If I fall down the stairs, my bones may break!" arsy.

"He's really late, I don't like guys like him." Arsy began to climb the stairs cautiously. A long time ago Arsy climbed the stairs, but he managed to climb to the top.

"Now, sir Bethel you need!" Arsy handed the bethel over to the handyman.

"Why is Mbk?" The man asked.

"Yes because of him, while meeting the project owner!" the answer is sitting next to the handyman.

"Oh ... Mas Mandor is good, Ma'am!"

"Haha!" Arsy laughs bitterly, while being impassive. 'Well where it is'

"I'm going down first sir!"

...***...

"Let'soooooo!" the scream was heard in the ears of the artisans, not least the ears of Harjunot also heard.

The man who was chatting with the owner of the project turned his body. How surprised he was, when he saw the woman who was free-falling from above. Harjunot runs to save Arsy.

'Oh my God! Please take care of him. I won't forgive myself, if something happens to her' inner Harjunot while running towards the stairs.

Hap! If it's too late for a while, maybe Harjunot won't forgive himself. Luckily the man was able to capture Arsy's body.

"Father huaaaaaa!" Arsy closed his eyes while he looked up.

"Master, don't cry!"

"Shut up! Because of you I almost wretched huuu!" The woman hid her face in Harjunot's chest.

"Sa-ya apologize! But now you're okay, right?" he said while lowering Arsy from his carrier.

The whole craftsman saw the incident, making Harjunot a little uncomfortable.

Arsy who is still a little shocked by the events that happened to him.She scattered her body towards Harjunot.

Harjunot is surprised that Arsy hugs him tightly. The man tried to let go of the hug. However, Arsy hugged him tighter and made his chest as a backrest.

Harjunot let out a rough breath, with a heavy heart. He let Arsen hold her.

"Mas Mandor, give me some cassian!" Harjunot smiled as he received the water bottle. And open the lid, before he gives it to Arsy.

"Beverage," he said as he broke Arsy's hand holding her.

Arsy rubbed his face and drank some water.

"Keep well?" Harjunot asked.

The one asked did not answer.

The builders are back at work. Just leave those two men alone.

"Let's go over there, we'll sit there!" Harjunot allows Arsy to walk first.

While Arsy approached Harjunot and wrestled in the man's hand.

Harjunot clenched his hand because of Arsy.

"Can my hand be released?" his tan was forced as gently as possible.

Arsy just shook his head slowly.

'O Lord forgive me my sin, for coming into contact with the non-mahram!' inner Harjunot.

"We're not muhrim loh ma'am!"

Arsy leaned his head on Harjunot's shoulder casually.

"I'll just drive you home, then. You seem to need a break!"

Arsy agreed. Eventually the two men walked towards the car. With a friendly like a young couple who just dated ahir week.

Harjunot continues to recite istighfar because of the temptation of a beautiful demon. Who is in his arms.

Harjunot opened the passenger door. But Arsy shut it down immediately.

"Why?" Harjunot wants to know why Arsy closed it.

"I don't want to sit in the passenger seat!"

"Continue?"

"I don't want to talk to people who want to hurt me!"

Harjunot kneaded his temple with one hand. Because one is called Satan paras aduhaiii.

"All right! I'm following your request. But please let go of my hand, what people say about us! We are not muhrim, especially with the status that I have. My image is broken!" Harjunot tries to let go of Arsy's hand.

Arsy smiles meaningfully, as he manages to prank and tarnish Harjunot's good name. In front of the builders.

'That was my first plan. Makes you labeled as a bad person! Because you've ruined my happiness time in the Inner Bar' of Arsy.

It turns out that Arsy still has a grudge, which is unresolved for Harjunot.

'Thankfully, he agreed to go home. At least later in the afternoon I can go to Fitri's grave. Sorry Fit, I didn't meet you yesterday afternoon' Inner Harjunot.