That Cute Woman is my wife

Episodes. 94. He looks different.

Shella's entire body trembled, her hands as if unable to move to pick up the glass scattered on the floor. His eyes began to glaze over, afraid of being exposed to the tantrums of a Risma Mother.

It's too early if Shella has to be punished, too early if Shella has to cry, too early if Shella has to get a tantrum, and too early if Shella has to be fired.

Shella was still silent, not daring to say a word. While Ibu Risma still stood up while thinking to determine what other sentences he would use to scold a Shella Yolanda.

"Shella, clean all the broken glass, then you clean all the floors of this company until it's finished. No one is missed. I'll keep an eye on you. So you can't fool me. Understand you!" Ibu Risma said while cupping Shella's chin hard, making the woman endure pain.

Finally Risma's mother left Shella who had started sobbing. Not because of the pain of the wound on the hand due to broken glass, or because of the pain of the hand of the middle-aged woman, but because of Shella in the proper treatment of an undignified servant. Isn't Shella also a man with pain? he is not a lifeless silent statue. He was also not someone who was tireless.

Still picking up the broken glass while crying, the roar of tears soaked her smooth cheeks like no edges. Until another employee has come to the same place with Shella. Shella wiped her tears. He acted as if he was okay. However, to be honest those people knew exactly how Shella was.

All the employees looked at Shella in silence. They all huffed without saying. They knew enough how Mother Risma treated Shella all this time, but did not dare to complain about the actions of her boss to Akemi as the owner of the Company.

Now that Shella had finished cleaning the floor, she turned to the ground floor to start her activities. Shella decomposes sweat. Tired, tired, lethargic, and lunglai felt by the beautiful girl.

Shella continued on two, three, four floors, and so on, until she arrived at the room where Delon was. In the room was the man and Akemi. The two are talking about Aljav and Marina's wedding. Delon still can't believe how Aljav agreed to marry Marina. However, Akemi gave no answer. Because honestly, the man also did not know what the reason behind his brother's marriage to Marina.

In the midst of the cool conversation between the two, suddenly notice Akemi distracted by the figure of Shella visible from between the door. The woman who for several days successfully made Akemi's soul unsettled. Yes, during meeting Shella a few days ago, Akemi was always in the shadow of a Yolanda Shella.

The closeness created between the two when in the Apartment, makes the man as if he was drunk. Shella has changed Akemi's life. Even the man is also looking for signs of falling in love with someone on google. Really ridiculous.

At bedtime, waking up, eating, drinking, bathing, and breathing even though only Shella who always play around in Akemi's eye fertilizers. But there was something strange about that pretty face right now, like it was harboring something. Face's tired. The sweat fell on Shella's face. He looks tired. His face was radiant, looking pale. He seemed to have lost a lot of energy and looked helpless.

Akemi can see and feel the difference. Shella looked much different than before. Even when he fell unconscious a few days ago, his face was not what it is today. What's wrong with that woman? thought Akemi.

Delon who saw Akemi suddenly silent and his gaze was outside the room, Delon followed where his best friend's view was. Delon's eyes rounded when he saw the figure of Shella was behind the door and diverted the attention of his friend and co-worker.

"So he's the reason why this stiff man hasn't made a sound from earlier" Delon murmured.

"Ehem, ahem." Once again Delon cleared his throat. However, Akemi was still silent. Finally Delon stood right in front of Akemi so that Shella was invisible to Akemi to distract the man.

Eventually Delon's attempts to distract Akemi succeed as well. The man was wrong. He seemed to be stealing.

"What is the view out there more beautiful than Kak Aljav, Akemi Alexander Gautama?" Delon's question was flat, yet full of emphasis.

Akemi cleared her throat to neutralize her feelings.

"Ehem."

"Is it because of that girl?" Delon asked while pointing towards Shella using her chin. Akemi didn't answer, she just kept silent. However, Akemi's silence did not make Delon broken direction. He considered silence as a sign Akemi admitted Delon's allegations.

Delon sat down on the side of Akemi and said, "Friends, open your eyes. I've seen these few days you've been someone else since you met that girl. What's special about him? he's just a janitor" Delon said.

"You don't understand Delon, you'll never understand how deep that woman's suffering is." Akemi spoke while looking towards Shella.

"I can feel how the struggle of the woman you call the servant. All right, I've only met him for a few days. I don't even know where it came from. But for some reason, every time I saw her my heart seemed to lead to protect that woman. His eyes were plain, exuding sincerity. I know he's not from a high-class family like you think, but he has a big soul. Her heart is pure unlike most women out there who only pursue possessions and in the name of love. But her? he even refused when I gave him the tip money." Akemi made Delon realize one thing, that her best friend had fallen in love. Akemi falls in love with a girl named Shella Yolanda.

"I think you've fallen in love with that girl" Delon said suddenly.

"Yes, you're right. I fell in love with that girl. He's been stealing my attention all along. I want a woman like her. I'm in love with Delon. I'm in love." Akemi's gaze did not change from earlier. The man's silver eyes were always on Shella. While the woman did not realize, if she had become a topic of conversation between two men of different characters. The other is rigid, and the other is less salable. Delon and Akemi.

To be continued.

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