The Imperfect Husband

Secret

Back busy with her activities, after one Sunday off, Deanra was forced to come to the store again as usual.

Lately the store often get a lot of flower orders, because of this good news Deanra can not sit still at home anymore. He only has one employee, if he is on holiday so Mbak Dila will be very troubled later.

"Couldn't you get in, Dean? Didn't go honeymoon first?" Madam Dila seduced her boss.

Deanra just smiled. Actually he wanted to laugh at the word honeymoon asked.

Can he?

Uh!

He chuckles amusedly with his crazy thoughts. Why could he think about that matter? Deanra flinched, he looked at Madam Dila who frowned in surprise with herself who suddenly laughed to herself.

"Here you go, let's get some more work, ma'am."

He's been covered with personal problems all along. So if now he behaves like this Dila feels no wonder. That is how Deanra is, always closed to many people, and always looks fine and never looks like a weak woman in front of others.

But is he really that strong?

There were a lot of workers, so he chose to ignore Madam Dila. However, he could not avoid the thoughts in his mind, too complicated to think about, but this was reality.

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After all the work for today was done, Denara immediately went home sooner to her husband's house. She should not be late, a wife should not remember to serve her husband, so for now she comes home in the afternoon, in order to help a little homework with her in-laws later.

Deanra knocked on the door of the house, after which she immediately went inside after her in-laws opened the door.

"Kok knocking on the door, Dean? You just go in,"

"Sorry, Bun. Not used to it yet" said Deanra a little embarrassed.

"Then get used to it quickly. Remember this is your home, not someone else's!" Mother Aisyah said as she sat on the sofa, which was followed by Deanra sitting on the other side.

"Yes, Bun."

After speaking for a few minutes, Deanra immediately went to the room to clean up. Aisyah continued to watch TV. There was nothing to do now, because he had already finished it.

In front of Deanra's room a little hesitant, go straight in or knock on the door first? But if he goes straight in what if Ares is in an indecent condition. But if he knocks... Didn't you just say he had to get used to this house?

In the end he did not want to think much, Deanra went straight into his room. But as she looked around the room, she did not see her husband.

"Where's he?" Deanra asked herself. Looking at the empty room he thought maybe Ares was out of the house or maybe to the back garden like that day.

Deanra put down her briefcase, grabbed the towel, and went into the bathroom to clean her body.

But at the same time, someone came out of the secret door next to Ares' room, which was inside Ares's room that not many people knew about.

He came out because he heard someone enter his room. But when he saw Deanra's bag on the bed, he knew who had disturbed his concentration.

He immediately grabbed the bag made of leather, and moved it on the table neatly.

"He's coming home..," Ares mumbled softly, smiling happily at the thought of someone who would always come home for him.

Not so long Deanra came out of the bathroom with only a thin towel. When she saw her husband's whereabouts she was a little surprised, but she again made her step take clothes.

"Deans... Why don't you get dressed?"

Deanra chuckled amusedly, "what's the matter? I'm used to this when I'm done showering. So sorry if it makes you uncomfortable" said a little unconcerned. Then he went back to the bathroom again.

Ares groaned in frustration. This girl really made something that never woke up but today felt like crazy. Does he have to break his promise?

Seeing his wife returning in her full outfit, Ares unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. And it was caught by Deanra's vision, making the girl's laughter break instantly.

"God... Mr. Ares, don't tell me you've been holding your breath since you saw your wife."

"Geek! Don't tease me, Dean." Ares was pouting, he didn't like Deanra laughing at him. He prefers a clumsy Deanra, but watch him. If it is like this, he becomes his own misbehavior, does not know how to reply, because he himself is a person who is minimal with communication.

Deanra understood, so he no longer said. He chose to sit next to Ares, and started talking about other things.

"Where are you from? How come it didn't look?"

"You looking for me?"

Dean snorted, "if people ask can't answer asking, Ar."

Ares was silent, staring straight ahead as if thinking of something he should consider.

"Come with me," He pulled Dean's hand gently. While the girl did not understand, but still followed the steps of her husband who walked on one side of the wall.

Ares touched a picture frame, there was a door that opened from behind the wall. If the person who didn't know there was another room behind that wall would definitely not have expected, so did Deanra now feel. Moreover, the existence of the door is very secret, even carefully viewed people will not be able to find it.

"What's this?" Subconsciously Deanra asked with a face that was still shocked.

"I'll explain it... After this, this room will be our secret. Only you and I know,"

Deanra was surprised, "only us? Then what about your parents?"

"They probably know about this, Dean. But I never showed it to them directly."

"If they don't, what about me did you tell?"

Ares smiled, he reflexively raised his hand and stroked that slightly curly black hair.

"Because after this this place is also yours. If you don't find me, find me here, okay?"

Deanra hush. Still confused with Ares who is too much mystery. He did not know after this what secrets were left, and it was strange what else he had.

Deanra looked around the secret room. Not too big, it can even be said to be quite narrow, but it is very convenient for two people to be in there. He also found a small bed there, and on the other hand there was a work desk with several books, computers and laptops of course.

"Is this your workplace?" Ares.

Actually Deanra also wanted to ask what her husband's job was, but she was a little daring. So Deanra chose to enjoy the comfort of the room without asking any more questions.

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