That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

He's her again

Feeling safe from reach, Milly breathed a sigh of relief. Patted wide back Babang to attract attention.

"Why Neng?" The man dressed in black looked over as he asked. His face covered with a helmet did not make Milly curious at all.

"Here Bang, I'm going to take a ride!" Milly replied in a deliberately loud voice so that the ear behind the helmet could hear clearly.

"Kok is here. Can't do that, responsibility."

"Will??" Milly knitted her brows. "What a hell, Bang! This is enough for me!"

"But I'm again exclaiming, Neng, can't stop!" the man spoke half-turned.

"Geez, what's so exciting, Bang. The way my brother rode the bike scared me, you know!" swear by anything, the way Babang rode his bike so fast made Milly flutter. Not only was her hair and skirt fluttering, but her lips were also waving and pinching. Oh, my God, Babang what else is fidelity, yes.

"Then Neng asked me to drive a motorcycle as fast as he could ..!" the man said half a reminder.

"That was Bang, now I'm asking to go down!" Milly said firmly. I don't know why he now feels suspicious of the foreign man who hugged him. "Descend me Bang ...! If not, I'm jumping!" sok-sok-an threatened, but imagining his body falling on the asphalt was enough to frighten him.

"Yes, yes I got down ...!" the man finally pulled his bike over.

"From there cake, Bang!" Grumpy Milly while getting off the Babang motorbike. His hand then moved to touch the hair that was somehow what it now looked like. The rubber band he was wearing at the start was also lost somewhere. "Good god, my looks." He complained while combing his hair with his fingers. The round-eyed girl immediately threw a glance towards the man who was still at home wearing her covered helmet. "It's all because of Babang!" As if ungrateful, Milly just accused Babang with a gaze full of warning.

"Ye .. has been helped as well. Not that thank you even that nyolot Eneng!" the man, of course, did not accept it. Tired of helping, even hit by spray.

"Try me down from earlier, surely my appearance is not like this!" Milly glanced back, pointing her index finger at the man full of warnings. "Alright if it's not up to me, I can sue you, you know." he said with a threatening tone while showing a nasty grin on his lips. Now he is acting boldly, already in the crowd of the road.

"Ye, why am I not nurunin Embak. Where do I take it?"

"Ih, where do I know ...!"

The man screeched while turning his motor contacts preparing to start the engine. "Some yes Ma'am, I also do not dare to take Mbak away on my bike."

"No courage?" Milly knitted her brows in curiosity. Not*woy by the way, not brave because what? Is it because I'm beautiful, attractive? Or too valuable. Or because of what?! Inner Milly wondered. "How dare you, Bang?" unable to bear the curiosity, Milly finally decided to ask.

"Yes, don't dare, Ma'am. He doesn't wear a helmet. I was afraid of raids. Business can be good if my motorbike has a ticket. Unless you want me to make a guarantee ..." the man chuckles while turning on the engine.

"Ye .. kirain because of what!" Milly gave a whimper, to the point of hitting her handbag on the man's shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm first."

"Eh, the fare is not yet Bang!" Milly reached for a hundred thousand pieces of money and thrust it toward the man. But it was too late, because the bike had already left him.

"Save it, Ma'am! I'm willing to help you!" the man exclaimed before propelling his motor at high speed.

***

Milly sat in the waiting room where she did the interview feeling anxious while waiting for her turn. I don't know why he felt he didn't get justice. The sequence number was deliberately crossed by the HRD office. What is my fault to the point that it needs to be like this? Not too late either!

Although Milly protested, no answer succeeded in satisfying her curiosity. Have I failed? Is this how they resist? Did I not get into the criteria? What ... what and what. Diverse tanya raging in his head. It made the girl almost frustrated.

"Biantika Millyana ...?" The soft voice of a woman managed to surprise Milly who was bowed limp. The girl who had looked neatly was reflexively standing up after hearing her name on the call.

"Yes, I." Milly stepped closer to the beautiful woman - with formal attire that looked so snugly attached to the body - as well as smoothing out the appearance.

"Let me drive to the next room to do an interview." the woman hinted for Milly to follow her.

"But wasn't the interview process done in there? Why go to the next room?" As if in disbelief, Milly asked curiously while showing the closed door. Then his gaze was directed full of investigation towards the woman as if dubious.

"Now divided into two places to shorten the time really, Ma'am."

"Oh well." Trying to lock his mouth that actually still wants to ask a lot, Milly chose to just obey rather than the length of the case.

After arriving in front of a tightly closed door, the beautiful woman stopped her steps. Moving her neck turned Milly who was at the side, she said. "Please come in, you've been waiting inside. You can start for an interview, now." The woman whose hair was neatly brushed was smiling so kindly. Beautiful, once. Makes Milly feel at home for a long time staring at him.

Gazing doubtfully at the door for a moment, Milly looked back at the woman doubtfully. "It's really my turn, Ma'am?" as if not sure, Milly asked again to make sure.

"Rubber, Ma'am ...." Again the woman answered so gently, a melodious flow greeting the ears made Milly lulled and feel sleepy made. Groping Milly's shoulder slowly, the woman then ordered. "Remember yes, Ma'am. Ma'am has to be nice to the HRD inside because he is very firm. Just a little mistake, whether in speaking or behaving, then Mbak will end up kicked."

"What-what?!" Milly opened her eyes. Imagining himself drifting from a kick, isn't that terrible?? Milly suddenly felt nervous.

"I mean I automatically fail? even if I have a skill??" Milly was astonished.

"Rubble, once." The woman nodded deeply as she replied.

Sipping his saliva with great difficulty, Milly felt the challenge this time felt quite heavy. Not yet she felt almost giving up. What is it that has no experience at work. It seemed like he had to prepare himself to be kicked from now on.

Sighing down, he said. "Thank you, Ma'am. Good thing you told me, you know. So I've been preparing myself from now on. Oh right, did you give this leak to everyone who did the interview, or just me?" Milly looked at the woman fixedly, as if waiting for her to answer.

Woy, is it because I'm beautiful and attractive? Or am I too valuable? Or am I just being special?

Seeing the woman only respond to her question with a smile, the round-eyed girl then revealed a wry smile. Ah it seems free. Whatever, lah. I don't want to be as big a head as I was.

Moving open the door, the beautiful woman looked extremely graceful and elegant. Observing his every move, Milly was truly made full of admiration. "Let's go in." The woman in red clothes pointed towards the door as if hinting for Milly to enter immediately.

"Thank you," smiling awkwardly, Milly stepped in slowly after nodding kindly. The round-eyed girl looked back, as if she was unwilling to leave. Until the door was closed again from the outside, eventually making Milly realize if she had to fight alone.

The first thing he saw from the place was a spacious workspace with a luxurious design and so sweet with soft colors on the walls. Milly even thought the owner of this workspace was a woman.

Staring at the work chair with a position behind him, Milly believed that it was someone who would interview him. I don't know who he is, obviously he has to be nice and keep talking, otherwise he wants to feel his kick.

Oh, my God, just remember that my chest is so tight. Milly exhaled slowly, trying to expel the sudden jitters. Silent for a while, because the chair with a high backrest was not always turned back in position. This is why there's no welcome, huh? I'm not allowed to sit, is that it? If you are both silent like this, then when did you start the interview?

With a slightly groggy feeling, Milly swung her steps slowly closer and closer to the table. "Excuse me" he said, tilting his head, trying to see the figure behind the chair that only showed his elbow wrapped in a suit. Curious. Milly was really curious.

"Sit down." The baritone voice finally sounded commanding.

Apparently a man, yes. Milly scrunched her forehead as she felt familiar with the voice. But who? Trying to ignore it, he complied. Sitting silently waiting for further instructions, Milly bit her lower lip trying to ward off the tension.

"What is your motivation for wanting to work here?" after a moment of silence, finally the heavy voice was heard again and again successfully made Milly curious.

Whose voice is this, anyway? Kayak. Milly's getting nervous. Uh, what did he ask? The motivation? What do I have to answer? Milly gasped while thinking of the right answer. "U-to get p-earnings, sir." He answered with a stammer as his lips began to tremble.

"Community or family?"

Are questions like these necessary for an interview? so what does it have to do with work? Lest this company only accept women with a halfway status? What can be done, it seems a little lie is also needed for the sake of a job.

"S-single, sir." Geez, what I said just now ...! Milly grimaced while patting her forehead, cursing she said just now. Oh, how does he know what my real life is like.

"Oh, so it's still a crowbar, huh?" The man spoke in a dubious tone. Whether he was doing what, obviously the chair he was sitting in seemed to rotate slowly intensely to the left and right, as if it was deliberately played. Silent for a moment, the baritone's voice was again heard, but this time it sounded loud and full of emphasis. "Sorry, but this company doesn't need a woman like you."

"What!" The man's words managed to leave Milly dumbfounded. Just opening up he's already got a rejection. So this is what the woman meant. Great. really makes Milly want to applaud experience it. "So you refused me? Before you even look at my files?!" out of patience, Milly got up from her seat. "What kind of an interview is this, sir. Where there is a prospective employee rejected only because of his marital status. Finally I know, apparently the Father has misused your office and power! You don't feel guilty, have you done this? Conscious, Sir! Poor company. pity boss Dad! How can the company develop if the method of employee acceptance that you apply like this! What do you want-"

"Hey, who do you dare set me up!" the firm voice echoed in the room and suddenly made Milly flutter. The body of the little girl who was originally standing with the mighty was immediately trembling suspiciously because she heard a loud voice that had recently often greeted her ears.

I don't know why the worry is so high in the chest. Start reciting whatever prayers he can, hoping that his suspicions don't happen in plain sight.

"It's over, raving about it?" The voice again greeted the ears, even followed by a rotating chair, and showed who exactly was the person behind it.

"God. Gosh." Milly was sitting limp while biting the tip of her index finger. Instantly his chest really felt tight to see a figure with a handsome face that was so familiar, was smiling slanted towards him. God, what is this world so small?! Why is he again he! Oh my God, help me ...!

Epilogues

When Milly gets out of the apartment first, Billy gets his files straight and packs up. The tall man tried to chase after his wife to give something, but the girl was no longer seen in the apartment area, making him decide to catch up with her by car.

Billy chuckled when he found the wife was walking with her legs jerked into the street as if sulking. Totally ridiculous.

Feeling quite watching from a distance, Billy then drove his car with the intention to invite him to leave together. But Milly's reaction, which seemed to be cursing at her while banging on the door, made Billy believe that the girl did not know that the car belonged to her husband.

I don't know what's wrong with her that freaks Milly out. Even fled when invited together in one car.

"Hey, wait! You forgot something!" Billy yelled at Milly as he reached for a limitless card from his suit pocket with the intention of giving it to his wife. Instead of stopping, Milly actually stopped the motor that was just passing by.

"What's wrong with her? What a strange girl." Billy shook his head in wonder, then reached into the phone in his pocket. Calling a number, he then spoke with the tone of command. "I'd like some quick information about where my wife's doing her job interview today."

Billy disconnects when he's already getting a response from someone across. And it didn't take long, the big-nosed man widened his smile when he got the information he wanted. "You did an interview at the Wahana Group branch of the company. Wait for me there Milly." his his hiss was full of threats.

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