
Neyla who had just reached into a small object that was on her shirt, then gave it to Zavan. Neyla herself tried to be calm, hoping that Zavan would not scold her. More so in the recording there is her husband who is asking for his rights, of course there is a sense of worry if Zavan is angry.
"You can go out, please," said Zavan, shaking his hand, the code to expel Neyla from her office.
Neyla, who had no complaints from Zavan, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and immediately returned to her workplace. However, he suddenly waved his hand like a sign calling out to him. Out of curiosity, Neyla approached one of the employees who was in the same room with her.
"Sir Neyla, here. Let's take a break at the office, it's lunch hour." Take one of them who is much younger than Neyla.
"Are you having a break, Vin?" ask Neyla who is not familiar with office schedules.
"Yes, Brother. Now it's time to rest, we go to the canteen. Coincidentally the canteen said today there was a discount. It's good, reduce expenses," Vivin replied jokingly.
"You are yes, definitely a boarding child" said Neyla who also joked.
"Sir Neyla knows that I'm a boarding boy. Yes, the boarding child must indeed be frugal, because it is yourself who is the focus of life. Brother Neyla who has married is still working, salute her brother. So a good example, so that women remain independent, even if there are those who support." Vivin said as she walked towards the canteen.
Who would have thought that Zavan had apparently followed him from behind. In fact, neither Neyla nor Vivin realized that Zavan was sitting with them.
"Boss Zavan." Reflexively, Vivin mentioned the name of her boss, and instantly shifted her seat.
So did Neyla, she was just as shocked to find Zavan sitting next to her.
"You, please move somewhere else. And you, stay here and keep me eating" Zavan told Vivin, as well as Neyla.
"Good, Boss. Excuse me," Vivin replied and rushed over to move.
Neyla, who is sitting with Zavan, is now in the center of attention by other employees.
"What was it like when I first started working in the office? are you having problems that are making you difficult?" zavan asked while enjoying his lunch with Neyla.
"Yes, I'm not very good at working in the office. I'm sorry, if it's going to trouble your other employees" Neyla replied as she chewed the food.
"I have given him a big salary, of course, must be ready to take risks according to their work, including work to teach you how to work properly and with good results. Never mind, do not talk much, you better finish your food first. After that, you go back to your workplace," Zavan said, Neyla nodding.
"Thank you for the understanding" Neyla replied with a bow, and fed herself until there was no more left on her plate.
Zavan and Neyla who had just finished eating, both returned to their respective workplaces, and continued the work that had been delayed due to the break.
While working on the tasks given by other employees, Neyla painstakingly learned them. No matter how difficult it was to complete her work, Neyla kept trying to take responsibility for her duties. Without realizing it, it was time to go home.
All employees are getting ready to clean their work desks.
"Sir Neyla, I'm going home first. Bye bye, sister Neyla," said Vivin goodbye home and did not forget to wave his hand.
Neyla replied to him with her smile, and also waved her hand.
"Bye bye, ViVin. Be careful on the road" replied Neyla.
At that moment, Zavan apparently grabbed Neyla's hand and pulled her forcibly. Then, Zavan told him to get in his car. Neyla was shocked. As much as possible to hold back from getting into the car as Zavan pushed his body.
"Where are you taking me?" neyla asked as she leaned against the car door.
"To the hotel, where else? Didn't you say you didn't want to work at night? It's been a sneak in, I don't have much time for this."
Neyla, who remembered her request to find another job so as not to be discovered by her family, still had to serve Zavan, even though not at night. Hell, Neyla forgot about it. Of course, Neyla was so anxious when the hours came home from work that she had not yet returned home.
There was no other choice, inevitably, Neyla assented according to mutual agreement. Arriving in a hotel room that has been used as a place to peddle his body to Zavan, Neyla can no longer do any rejection to him.
As usual, Neyla serves Zavan passionately, and there is nothing she misses in order to satisfy the lust of a Zavan. To the extent that there is a telephone ringing sound, was not realized by Neyla or Zavan, it was both so passionate when enjoying the hot game.
At the point of release, they both realized that someone had called. Neyla who realized that her phone was still ringing, she immediately grabbed her phone which was on the nightstand nearby.
"Mas Naren."
With a reflex, Neyla immediately rose from her position with a feeling of fear. At that moment, Neyla immediately received a phone call. No longer hearing questions from her husband, instead Neyla got a clash from her husband. Of course, Neyla was suddenly like a hanger.
More to hear the news if his son dropped and returned to hospital, Neyla was confused with the fog made.
Afraid of problems getting big, and afraid something might happen to her son, hurry up to go to the hospital immediately. Likewise with Zavan, he immediately put on his clothes and drove Nayla to the hospital.
"You better go home. Don't follow me" said Neyla, who rushed down from the car.
The curious Zavan, quietly followed him from behind. Neyla was running around to find her son in the care of her.
THE PLAQUE! A slap from her husband had landed on her left cheek. Sick, painful, that's for sure. This time Naren had lost control when he found his wife who he thought had missed the deadline to return to work until night. Neyla's own mother did not dare to interfere, because she did not know if her daughter was wrong or right.
"Look! look this. What time is it now? Ha! In addition to working in the office, you may not work to accompany your ex-boyfriend." Naren snapped with emotions that had peaked, and the accusations he made to his wife.
Neyla who did not accept when she got a clash from her husband, was no less upset.
"You should think, I'm a new employee. I have to do my job until I'm done. Yes, it is only natural with my limitations, and it takes a long time to complete my work. But unfortunately, you don't understand that." Neyla answered with all her reasons, namely to cover up the lies she hid from her husband, mother, and Viro her own child.
Naren, who was still carried away with his frustration when he contacted his wife, had no answer until somehow he called his wife, staring intently at Neyla.
At that time, Naren forcibly pulled his wife's hand and invited her into the patient's ward.
"See son. Viro called your name, but you ignored my phone call. Where were your ears when I called you? are you so busy with your ex-lover that you're already a rich man?"
"Yes. I'm busy with him, Satisfied." Neyla added to her husband's frustration.
Naren, who does not want to be provoked by his wife, tries to control himself so as not to slap his wife back.