Somplak Boss

Part 16: Let's Be Second Wives

I've managed many of my own family-owned propety and coal companies from a very young age.

Then after marrying Viola, my in-laws gave me his position as CEO of the smartphone company and the hotel management of Wijaya Group.

Dizziness? Sure oes. The schedule was so busy that I often lost time to pay attention to family.

It finally broke down like now.

I sip a cup of milk coffee on the table. Then, resume the activity of signing the files.

Every now and then my attention turns to the computer screen. Input data sent by employees in my other company. Then move to the mobile phone, read complaints from managers about the obstacles faced by employees so that the system does not run smoothly.

I looked up after knocking on the door from outside. "Lake in!"

Slowly the square steel opened, bringing up the figure of a blond woman wearing a mustard-colored outer suit.

Viola sat on the chair in front of my desk holding her black branded bag.

"Rustam said you just had a wedding?" ask her with a cynical look. Tuck her long hair into her ears.

I threw my body on the back of the foam chair casually. "Yes!"

"Reply take care of our divorce papers. Let me marry Rustam."

I shook my chair while sighing. "You want to be her second wife?"

"Rustam will divorce his wife soon."

Both corners of my lips were slightly interested. "You would still be my first wife, rather than the second as Rustam's wife."

Viola looked growling. "Take care of your own happiness! Let me be happy in my own way!"

"I'm not sure if Rustam can make you happy" I whispered while bowing. With both hands holding the table.

"Rustam never disappoints me!"

"There's something wrong with your brain" I sipped a cup of milk coffee on the table.

Viola looked clenched his hands. "Don't have to be a lot of face-to-face, take care of your divorce papers with me!"

"Your parents don't agree, Viola!"

"We're adults, there's no need to wait for their approval!"

I was silent for quite a while. "Hmm, if I don't want to divorce you how?"

Viola was getting upset. "Judah let me ask for divorce papers myself!"

"I'll divorce you, as long as you don't marry Rustam."

"Why? That's my goal to divorce you!" Viola raised his chin with a defiant face.

My emotions exploded.

"He's the Viola bad guy!" I kicked the table rough. Losing patience.

"Do you not know how bad he is!" I continued full of anger.

"I don't care, the important thing is that we can be together. Only he understands how I feel!" Viola replied with a voice that was no less loud.

"Have I ever hurt you?"

"Yes, the proof is that you're married again!" viola replied with a flushed face.

"I got married again because I was careless to see the drama you've been showing!"

"You, papa, and mom never understood my feelings. I hated our old match!" Viola stood up from his seat while pointing at me with an index finger.

"You don't pity Rena?"

"If we get divorced, Rena will come with me. I'll raise her!"

I closed my eyes to suppress my emotions. Then exhale a few times.

"I also don't want to be combined. You don't have to hold me back from being happy, because I never forbid you from being happy either!" Viola then left from before me who was still staring blankly.

Brakk!!!

Moments later, I threw my body back into the foam chair. Then, massage the forehead that gets dizzy.

I have to think of a plan to thwart Viola's intention of marrying Rustam.

Only a foolish man would devour his beloved for a wild lion like Rustam.

***

After work, I stopped by Zahra's apartment. After all, the girl is now my wife.

Something is strange. Looking at Zahra's bed that looks very neat. "Did you give me a code?"

Zahra who wore a bright negligee with a floral pattern is shrugging her shoulders. The woman had just brought a cup of warm tea from the kitchen.

With a tired face, I took off my office coat and loosened the tie.

"I'm preparing warm water for my father to take a bath."

I scrunched my forehead.

"Why?" tanyakanya.

"Hufft, why do you still call me father? I'm not your parents."

Zahra gave a smile, revealing two shaggy teeth. Then continue to walk to the bathroom.

"I'll never sleep here."

The young woman stopped and turned around. "Then, where's sleep?"

"At another place. I have business to take care of."

"Veasy?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, you could say that." I nodded while sipping on her warm tea.

Zahra's cute face looked sullen. "Where do you live anyway?"

I let out a tired breath, rubbing my forehead.

"I suspect you have a wife?" Zahra folded her hands in front of her chest.

I bowed listlessly. The tongue is too hard to explain everything.

"We haven't even performed the first night's ritual, sir."

Tucked anger into his voice.

"Did Mr. Erwin not love me. Why we married."

I pushed the chair back, then moved. Approaching Zahra and clutching her tiny body.

The woman as tall as my shoulder only fell silent as I rubbed her back.

"Do you want to do the first night with me?"

"No, just wondering why Mr. Erwin doesn't seem interested in doing that."

"Sorry, I can't sleep with you tonight." I hold that body tightly.

"Mr hasn't answered my question?"

"What?"

"Does Erwin have a wife."

I let out a rough breath. Closing my eyes while pushing Zahra's face into my chest.  "I can't answer it now."

Zahra immediately tried to take off my embrace. Then glare sharply. "That's a sign!"

"Why are you speculating like that?"

"If Mr. Erwin does not have a wife, the answer must be quick and convincing. If you say so, it means the sign has. What the hell sir, your wife is not a child!"

I was silent for a few seconds, then looked down. "Sorry."

"So you really have a wife?" zahra asked with a curious face.

I ruffled my dizzy hair, then stepped towards the bathroom. "Yes, my first wife and I are getting divorced. That's why I married you."

Somehow Zahra's expression, I continued to step into the bathroom and wash my face.

But that did not cool my mind.

Finally I decided to fold the sleeves of the shirt to the elbow and do ablution.

After I finished my ablution, I came out of the bathroom. Glanced at Zahra who was daydreaming at the dining table.

I walked to the closet. Taking prayer mats. It is placed near the bed, facing the Qibla. Then prepare to perform prayers.

"Wait, Sir!"

I'm turning.

"I'm coming!" The woman rushed into the bathroom.

I'm a little flabbergasted. Then, bring a smile to see her behavior.

Zahra had come back out with a wet face. Seemed increasingly beaming washed water ablution.

"Where are you going?"

"So salat sama sama gap." Zahra took the face from the closet.

"I'm moved."

"Why Sir?" Zahra stopped wearing a face, only to look at me.

"Because you want to pray."

"I just didn't think that people in my class would pray" Zahra said to me.

I laugh. "You think my life is just filled with work and work?"

"The rich are usually like that, crazy about possessions and just thinking about fun."

I laughed in my heart. Right, what Zahra said. Because chasing the world I sometimes forget to pray.

Maybe that's why my life is such a mess. I forgot the real purpose of life.

Zahra picked up a piece of table cloth that she had placed behind me to replace the prayer mat.

Then we started praying Isha. When I finished, I read my dhikr to ask for forgiveness and win my heart.

Things get better. Then I close with a prayer to the parents and a prayer of the broom of the universe.

"Sir!"

I'm turning.

"Kiss on napa's hands!" he said with a clear face.

I chuckle. I put my hand towards him. Zahra immediately kissed my hand with reverence.

"Thank you, yeah." I patted the top of his head.

"For?" Zahra's clear irises were pointing at me.

"Because I want to be my life partner."

The white woman closed her lips. Then mangosteen.

"Baper?"

"Hmm, yes!" answer's clumsy. Shift his eyes in the other direction.

I stamped her adorable thin lips. "Basic!"

"Lt!" Zahra tried to get rid of my hand that locked her mouth. "What the hell, sir!" he shouted after he missed.

I chuckle. "Do you remember yesterday's deal?"

"What deal!" ngegas replied. Still pissed off his lips.

"If you call me 'father' gets punishment?"

"Bodo very!" Zahra whined. Shift his eyes in the other direction while crossing.

"A deal is a deal!" I blocked his face-covered hand.

"Ishh, what do you want to punish now? Push up? Sit up? Front roller rear roller?"

"Kiss?" I thrust my cheek.

"Relieve it!"

"Why?"

"You don't want to sleep here."

"Ciee ...," I poked her cheek. "Begging to be impregnated, huh?"

"But, no, yeah."

"Continue?"

"Kan, husband and wife. Cook don't stay together." Zahra still held on with her regretful expression.

"Later, if my business is done, hmm."

"Whatever!" he answered, then got up from sitting.

I hurriedly pulled her down into my arms.

Hugged it warmly, seeking tranquility there. "Tomorrow the prayer again" I whispered.

Zahra. Replying to my eyes. Our views highlight each other. Dive into each eye's iris.

I kissed her cheek. Repeatedly.

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