Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 8: Alkan The Uncle

Bryant doesn't know, if Ara has her own trauma about flight. His hands were cold and his body was trembling. Bryant's embrace reduced his anxiety, though it did not erase his past memories.

"Mother.." murmured Ara, biting her lips.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Your hands are cold." asked Bryant who accidentally nudged Ara's hand.

Ara looked at Bryant with her own eyes. "I-i....."

"Calm down, I'm right here. Hmm." said Bryant.

The hugs that got tighter, slightly reduced Ara's fear. The plane took off, and left the city of his second birth. Bryant looked at the face of Ara, a foreign woman who had suddenly become the wife of the series and was ready to give birth to a child for her. There is a feeling of guilt in the heart. However, selfishness for the sake of the future makes a highly educated man a loser.

I did it all for my wife and my parents. But, should I ruin this woman's life? I hope there is another option, even though it is only one percent.~batin Bryant while tucking the mane of a hairdo behind Ara's ears.

Breathing with a tight eye, making Bryant calmer. Ara fell asleep in the arms of her husband, and her first trip became a silent one. While elsewhere. Inside the air-conditioned room, a man looks at photos sent to his cell phone. A satisfied smile rises with the head of the mangosteen.

"Finally, all the evidence slowly gathered. I just have to wait for some more evidence, and all I can unload." murmured the man.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Lake in!" Exclaim the man.

A woman opened the door with some files in her arms. "Sir Al, this is the file you requested. Where are you gonna put it, sir?"

"Take it here!" said Mr. Alkan.

"Well, sir." replied the woman and walked over to Alkan's desk.

Four white files are placed on the table slowly. Unintentionally, his eyes caught a glimpse of the photo inside Alkan's phone. "Is there any more, sir?"

Alkan waved his hand, making the woman bow and walk away from his boss room. While Alkan was still staring at his phone screen seriously. Up to one call coming in, make him catch his breath. Call is answered. "Yong, mba. What's up, huh?"

[Don't ask too many questions, hurry to the house!]~ reply from across.

Alkan scratched the head that was not itchy.

[Al! You heard mba, right?]~ucap from across with a louder voice.

"Yes, mba. Later that night I went home, now still in the office." replied Alkan.

[Mba wait. Don't try to get rid of it!]~ firmly from across.

Where can be absent. My head can be out of place, because my own brother. ~batin Alkan with a wry smile.

[Alkan Son! Now home!]~ exciting from across.

A very familiar voice. Of course, the one who screamed was like her brother. The cup was hot, like being hit by a lightning strike. "I'm home now."

Alkan closed the call without listening to the answer from across. Besides not wanting to hear the voice booming the brother. He also did not want to prolong the debate. After all, every time you make a call, the topic of conversation will end at the same thing.

"I'd better get home, let me take care of work tonight." Turn off and close the laptop, grab the jacket and four files on the table.

His footsteps left the room. A friendly smile always adorns the lips of the single man. However, his steps came to a halt when he saw a sexy woman in full clothes closing the aura in front of the receptionist. From the other direction looks an office boy mopping. Alkan waved at the man in blue uniform, making the OB approach him.

Alkan pointed towards the receptionist. Where a woman is arguing with a new intern. "Bump the woman, and spill the mop water on her clothes!"

The man in blue uniform looked at Alkan in disbelief, but only for a moment before he finally lowered his bow. "But that's it...."

"I'll send you a bonus. Just do it without hesitation, okay?!" tukas Alkan patted the OB's shoulder.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me." said the OB and walked to a bucket of mop water that was already turbid and certainly very dirty.

Alkan chose to stand in a strategic place and start recording a life show show show that can definitely be used someday. The OB walked up to the reception desk, with a funny tactic. The man in the blue uniform, acting like he slipped and made the woman in front of the receptionist as a handle. As a result the bucket in the left hand of the OB detached and spilled onto the floor by flushing some of the pants and shoes heels of the woman.

Plaac!

One hard slap landed perfectly on the OB's cheek. The face flushed with clenched hands, making the aura around the OB heat up. "YOU! That's so fucking insolent...."

"Ekhem! What's the matter?" Alkan came out of the hiding place and stopped the woman's rude speech.

The flushed face turned into a puffy and pampered face. The woman approached Alkan. "Uncle, look. What the OB did, just fire him. Not a work-becue...."

"Sorry, who are you? Remember, this company belongs to my family, not your family. Bryant's not at the office, go home!" Alkan drove Hazel out with insinuation.

Hazel stomped her feet and pouted. "Uncle, I'm Bryant's wife, so...."

"So? Serve your husband, not another man." said Alkan and walked away from Hazel.

Alkan's footsteps moved away, while Hazel held back her emotions and tried to digest what her husband's uncle said. Until one statement from Alkan's uncle, making his consciousness back. "Earlier.." call Hazel and rush out of the office.

Pluck up!

"Eh dethroned, you're this. What's up?" ask the OB.

"But even nanya. I should have asked, what's wrong? Good thing the dateng boss, if not.." cerocos the receptionist.

The OB stared at the receptionist wryly. "Udah? I want another job, don't mind people's business. Chastisement, then know taste."

After saying as he pleased. The OB walked away from the receptionist. "You, it's another mop!"

Not the answer, just fingers in the lift with the symbol okay. Leaving both karwayan. In the parking lot there was a debate. "Get out!"

"Come on, I'm going home, too. What's wrong with my uncle taking me first? There's no." Hazel put on her seatbelt and insisted on staying in the car.

Alkan grabbed his own hair and thought quickly to find a way out. "Okay, but there's a condition. How's it?"

"Uncle calculation, what are the conditions?" hazel asked with a blink of an eye.

Not happy, but disgusted. How could his nephew's wife behave like a seductive woman. "Sit behind!"

"That's right....."

"Yes or no?" Alkan.

Hazel removed her seatbelt and chose to move back without leaving the car. Alkan could only stare expressionlessly. That woman looks resigned, but also sneaky.

I hope everything goes well. Including your pregnancy program. My only hope is for that woman, not the two-faced woman like a demon with me. ~in Alkan and get in her car.

Hazel always stole a look at the man her father-in-law's age. Alkan is old, but still single and his appearance is not much different from Bryant. "Uncle, don't you want to get married?"