Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 11's.

Jihan's holiday is over, today she will return to work as usual. Since yesterday's incident, Jihan always avoids Ammar, it seems she is too embarrassed to meet her husband. Even today he hurriedly left before Ammar went down.

Jihan walked to the bus stop which is not far from the intersection of the entrance of the housing where they live, it has become her habit to go and go home from work on public transport. Suddenly Ammar's car just passed by. Jihan only sighed to see the black Range Rover Velar car away, let alone be kind enough to give a ride, rebuking Ammar just did not want to, as if they did not know each other.

Moments later, Jihan arrives in front of the Ritz Corporation building, where she works. With a hasty step, Jihan walked into the ten-story building.

Jihan kept her belongings in a locker and immediately picked up cleaning supplies and did her job cleaning the floors and windowpanes in the building.

“Cieee, newlyweds are in?” A shoulder-haired woman suddenly mocked Jihan.

“Tasya, surprise only.” Reply Jihan.

“How was his first night? A success? How many rounds?” Lissy Tasya with a seductive face.

“Tasha! The talk is guarded, dong!” Jihan protest with a reddened face.

“Then ni yeee?” Tasya is getting more and more into teasing Jihan.

“Ih, Tasya!”

“What morning is noisy?” Suddenly a man's voice rang out in Jihan and Tasya's ears, making the two speechless.

“Sorry, Mr. Radit.” Tasya and Jihan said together.

The man named Radit chuckled. “It's relaxing! Don't strain so, I don't eat people, kok.”

Tasya and Jihan tried to smile.

“Jihan, sorry, huh? I can't attend your wedding.” Radit said with an unreadable look.

“Nothing, Sir.”

“Happy new life, may you be happy always.” Radit continued with the same gaze.

“Aamiin. Thank you, Mr.”

“Oh, yes. I'd like to ask you.” Continue Radit.

“What, Sir?”

“Please clean up the coffee spill in my room, it was not accidentally knocked. Now, yeah! You have my business colleagues who want to come.”

“Good, Sir.” Jihan nodded obediently. Radit passed from before them.

“I think Mr. Radit likes you, deh.” Tasya said while looking at Radit's back that was getting away.

“This you talk like origin!” Jihan Gulps.

“Serious, Jihan. Can't you see what the way he looks at you is? She must have been heartbroken when she found out you were married.”

“Already, ah. You are getting nervous!” Jihan left with her cleaning equipment.

“Heh, Jihan! I'm serious, loh.” Tasya Whine. But Jihan didn't bully him.

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Jihan was cleaning up a coffee spill near Radit's desk, while the man sat on the sofa and watched Jihan.

Suddenly the door of Radit's room was knocked from outside, making his gaze switch.

“Log in!”

The door opened and a scantily dressed woman walked in.

“Pak, a representative of the company Antareza Group has arrived.” Adu the woman.

Jihan was surprised to hear the name of her in-laws company.

“Good, Sir.”

The woman sauntered away, before long a young man entered.

“Good morning, Sir.”

“Good morning.” Reply Radit.

“Include me Ammar, representative of Antareza Group. Sorry, the previous representative was unfortunate, so I replaced him.”

“Hai, Ammar. I'm Radit. Nothing, whoever the representative, is the same.”

Ammar simply replied with a smile.

“Let's sit down!”

“Thank you, Sir.” Ammar sat in front of Radit, but his gaze focused on Jihan who was still cleaning up the coffee spill. Because of the position of Jihan behind her, Ammar could not see her face.

“Then which files should I learn?” Radit asked and turned Ammar's gaze to himself.

“Oh, this, Sir!” Ammar handed over the files he had brought and explained the contents to Radit.

While Jihan was trembling because she knew Ammar was there. But inevitably he had to get out of the room because his job was done.

Jihan slowly turned around and walked while looking down, hoping that Ammar would not see her.

“It's done, Jihan?” Radit suddenly asked when he saw Jihan passing in front of him, making Ammar also look at the woman right at the same time Jihan who also turned to him.

Ammar's eyes were perfectly rounded, he gasped to see Jihan was here and working as a cleaning service. Because before he did not want to know what Jihan worked as and where.

“So she works here?” Inner Ammar.

“Su-already, Sir.” Reply Jihan nervously. He immediately lowered his head as his gaze met Ammar's gaze.

Seeing the reaction of Ammar and Jihan, Radit asked again. “What's up? You guys know each other?”

Ammar shook his head quickly. “No, I don't know.”

Jihan's face turned sad, she did not expect Ammar to pretend not to know her.

“Oh, I know kirai.” Radit laughs.

Ammar and Jihan were silent with their own thoughts.

“Oh yes, Jihan. Please make ...” Radit paused his words and looked at Ammar. “Coffee or tea?”

Ammar shakes. “Not done, sir. I just drank earlier, besides I was just a moment kok.”

“You sure? Tea and coffee made by Jihan delicious, loh.” Radit said with a funny face.

Ammar smiles. “Iya, Sir. I'm sure.”

“Oh, yes already, Jihan. Not so.” Radit turns to Jihan who is still waiting.

“Iya, Sir. Then, I'm sorry.”

Radit smiled sweetly. “Iya, thank you.”

Jihan leaves Radit's room in tears, disappointed that Ammar pretended not to know her. His confession yesterday changed nothing.

While Ammar noticed Radit's attitude that was so friendly and gentle to Jihan.

“Then, let's continue again!” Pinta Radit and Ammar continued their explanation.

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