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"Can you really?" Nania gets out of the car after Daryl opens the door for her.

"Can." The man replied.

"When you can go to the flower shop, too?"

Daryl looked at her with a slightly wrinkled forehead.

"Can't you? Hehe, it's not necessary." The woman clutched the tumbler that Daryl gave her.

"I'm in?" said later.

"Hey?"

"What?"

"Not a bag?" ask Daryl to him.

"No need, later you can take it at the ATM first." replied Nania, but the man seemed to take out his wallet.

"Don't bother, I'm there" he said again, taking out a few bills.

Nania returned with a smile rising at the corner of her lips.

"Usually, how much money to bring?" The man asked again.

"Not much, just this milk tea."

"This is enough?" Daryl handed him a hundred thousand dollars.

"much very. Not twenty thousand, what? The milk tea I buy is fifteen thousand. Twenty most expensive?"

"Is that so? But I don't have any. This is also the rest of the time to take you to the market."

"Duh? Is there still?"

Daryl just laughed.

"Yes, I took it." Nania snatched the money from her husband's hand, then twisted the body.

"Hey, Malyshka!!"

"Otherwise, keep calling? I want to go to school?" She's looking.

"You haven't hugged me, you know? I gave you supplies and left just like that?" The man said.

"Oh yeah, forgot." Nania chuckled then returned and hugged Daryl who hugged him tightly and then kissed his temple at a glance.

"Learn diligently so you're smart" he said, then he let go.

"okay."

"There in!" daryl said before he finally got back in the car and left.

"Your weekend seems like fun? And he gave you what you wanted, didn't he?" Zayn, as usual, appeared unexpectedly.

"Oh, yes dong." Nania walked in before him.

"If for example I could give her what she gave, would you like to go with me?" said the young man made Nania stop her steps.

"What did you say?" Then he turned around.

"I can give you what he gives. Will you go with me?" Zayn approached him so that now their distance was less than half a meter.

"Don't be reckless, I'm somebody's wife." Nania answered.

"Yes right. And I'm the son of the foundation's owner." said Zayn.

"Continue?"

"Tell me anything, I'll give it to you. But go and spend time with me."

"Zayn, you don't know who you call him? That's my husband."

"Yes right." The young man laughed mockingly. "Anyone would make such a confession so that people wouldn't judge you badly."

"God! You don't believe I'm married?"

"No one will believe your confession."

Nania was stunned for a moment.

"Come on, go with me. You can still go back to him later. I won't tie you to any agreement."

"You don't know who he really is?"

"I don't know anything other than my family, so whoever he is isn't important to me."

Nania rolled her eyes while shaking her head.

"Come on, we go after this?" bring Zayn again.

"I'm married, Zayn." Nania showed me the ring embedded in her ring finger.

"Anyone can use a ring to cover something. But you can't fool me."

The woman closed her eyes for a moment.

"As far as you!" he said, and he immediately ran into his class.

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"Everything can be counted from now on. How many ingredients, what is needed and what to do." Arfan sipped his almost cold black coffee.

"Good Om. I was just waiting for the house that Nania wanted. He just started drawing last night."

"He designed it himself?"

"I think yes, so just relax."

"Well, Om had an idea about that. But if Nania has already determined it herself, it looks like we just have to wait."

"Yes, so. He has his own desires when it comes to home."

"It's okay, that's good. It means that he knows what he wants and knows how to make it happen. You just have to support her." Arfan.

"Yeah, that's what I'm doing. Although sometimes it feels like I also want to determine everything by myself, so he does not have to bother thinking or determining anything. But it can't be, can it?"

"Don't try. Or your life is in danger." Arfan laughing. "Nania was used to finding her own way of life and she decided everything by herself. So if we decide he'll feel restrained."

"I think so too. How do I change it?"

"Nothing can be changed. Let alone him, you cannot change yourself. But there is a compromise for all the differences that you have so that everything can go hand in hand. Always understand and understand the nature of each so that you can accept each other." explained Arfan to his sister-in-law.

"Ah, my knowledge is only a little about this." Daryl chuckles.

"There are no experts, no amateurs in domestic affairs. Because this is a lifelong process that you have to live, and during that time we will find new things. And everyone's gonna find a way to fit in with each other." The conversation suddenly turned into a private consultation between two adult men.

One is already experienced in household matters, while the other is just starting his new life.

"True, Om."

"Especially if he is younger than you, then you have to give up more. And by itself he will obey you." continued the brother-in-law.

"Sir Dygta is so, too, Om?" Daryl laughed again.

"Your brother? Don't ask. But he's quick to adapt because there's Ara."

"Hmm .. maybe Nania will be like that for a long time."

"Yes. Women will be able to quickly adjust especially if they already have children."

Daryl.

"Alright, let me know later if Nania has finished the drawing. Then we'll start counting materials and all sorts." Arfan also moved from his place, as did Daryl who intended to return to where he worked.

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"Is there a problem?" Regan looked through the rearview mirror in front of her. Found the woman who was daydreaming, not as usual.

"No."

"All right."

"Regan?"

"Yes?"

"What would you do if someone didn't believe in us?"

"meaning?" The man looked back at the spy.

"If we say something or explain something about ourselves, but people don't believe it, what are you going to do?" Nania made her point clear.

"Shame it." replied the man.

"Well, what does that mean?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"No need to explain anything?"

"No need."

"Even if he recriminates?" 

"Yes." Yeah."

"If he keeps thinking badly of us?"

"It's none of our business. It's his business with his own mind."

Nania speechless.

"People, if they don't like it, no matter how good we do, they still don't like it. No matter how much we explain, it makes no difference. So it's better to just be quiet, not waste energy on such a person. What matters is that we're not who he thinks we are." Regan.

"There's a milk tea booth, would you like to stop by?" bargain when in front he saw a stand selling drinks.

"Mh …."

"It's okay, Mr. Daryl has given permission if at any time you want to stop by for snacks" he said again.

"You don't come by? If I want to, I'll stop." The man slowed down his car, then stopped right in front of the booth.

"Want to?" tawar Nania before descending.

"No. I don't like Su*u products."

"Why?"

"Just don't like it."

"Why not like su*u products?"

"Not necessarily have a reason to dislike something. Not everything has to have a reason, right?"

"Ke Fia's Secret could be?" ask him after he enters.

"Can." And Regan obeyed what Nania said without saying much.

They arrived at the place after driving for about half an hour. Along with Daryl who also just arrived after meeting with Arfan before.

"Hey? Why are you here?" The man was a little surprised to receive his wife's arrival.

"You're aja. I don't think if you stop by here, anyone will get angry?" 

Daryl laughs.

"Hi Brother Dinna?" answer to the secretary and some officers who are in the lobby.

"Hi Nna?" They answered before leaving to continue the work.

"Where are you from?" Then Nania asked her husband.

"Meet Om Arfan who happens to be in Ara's shop."

"Oh .. Is it from the store?"

Daryl nodded his head.

"Well, uh, lunch dong?"

"It has. I didn't know you'd be here, so I ate at the store, did I?"

"Hmm .. yeah. I'm just bringing this too." Nania showed me the two cups she was holding in her hand.

"It's okay, let's go in?" The man pulled her into his room.

"How much are you doing today?" Nania pulls the chair to her husband's side which starts to turn on her laptop.

"Not really, just plain."

"No photo shoot?" Nania took a sip of the cold drink she brought just now.

"It's downstairs."

"Aren't you coming?"

"For what?"

"Usually come down. Because there's me?" The woman pointed her index finger at Daryl's face.

"Not really, I don't always have to be involved, do I? After all, the picture is for advertising products have people."

"Tomorrow?'

"Yes, they already know what to do, right? So why should I get involved?"

"It's usually that, right?"

"Not all, Malyshka."

"Okay okay, hehehe." Nania laughed again.

"Holding a company like this is hard not to finish the job?" He leaned his body to see the laptop screen more clearly.

"Easy to go." Daryl answered.

Then Nania grabbed some documents scattered on the table.

"Hey, don't touch that! I'm working on it!" daryl put his wife's hand away.

"The boss's time is also like this? Is there an officer?"

"You think the boss's job is just a foot barge?"

"Yes his name is also the boss, anything just tell."

"Not really, Miss! If all your work is left to your subordinates, then you will know nothing. Just waiting for the destruction of your efforts."

"Why, how could that be?"

"Because you will not know how the development of your business, the situation and everything in it. Just thinking about profits? I'm sure you won't make it."

"That means having a company like this is a big responsibility?" Nania asked again and her position was still like that. And now it's even more skewed than before that he's blocking Daryl.

"Yes, this is still not much than Kak Dim who handles Nikolai Group." Daryl tried to get rid of the woman.

"Hey, shift. I'm working here" he said.

"Just work." Nania then moved.

He then rested his back on the head of the chair. One cup of hers was held captive while sipping the contents. While his hand was clutching the lit cell phone.

There was no conversation for a while and they were just busy with each other. Daryl is with his laptop and his job while Nania is engrossed in his spectacle on mobile.

"Gee!!" The man stopped his job.

"Why?"

"Can't you turn down the volume of your hole? Concentration disrupted!" daryl.

Nania according. But his voice sipping a drink with a straw was still heard.

"Gee!!" Daryl stopped his activities.

The man looked at her and looked at her for a while.

"Why?" Now Nania stopped.

Daryl didn't answer but he came back on the laptop screen. After a while, the man finished his work one by one.

"Aren't you drinking milk tea? The ice is liquid, you know, it will not taste good." said Nania when Daryl stopped for a moment.

He grabbed the new cup then took a sip of the contents bit by bit.

"I came home ah, just wanted to finish the toy box." Nania almost got up when Daryl held her back.

"Shut up, you're here." The man turned his chair so that now they faced each other.

"People just don't drink milk tea." And Nania almost squealed as Daryl pulled the chair he was sitting in front of her. 

Then he stretched out his legs between Nania's legs, and stretched her so that she almost moved into her lap.

"What the fuck!!" Nania reacts.

"These hours of boredom struck, and you came. I seem to have a reason to stop first." The man leaned over, and both his hands stretched out and pulled Nania.

"Sound, alesan. Say it's lazy!" a soft twinge came out from the mouth of the woman in the white-white uniform.

"No. It's because of you!" He managed to pull her into the lap.

"Nilahin." Nania then laughed.

It feels like a pounding but this is quite fun. His adrenaline spurred as he occasionally glanced at the tightly shut door.

"It's in the office, sir." Both of his hands rested on the man's chest as he continued to pull on it so that the distance between them continued to decrease.

"So?"

"Some one will come in." Nania laughed while covering her mouth with her hands. He could not believe that he would experience this in his life.

"Who? The dinna? He wouldn't dare to enter without knocking on the door first."

"Times?"

"Hm …." Daryl straightened his body, then he slightly danced his face to reach for the woman's lips.

It was soft and chewy as usual, and now there was even a hint of sweetness when he took a sip. Maybe the rest of the drink he consumed just now.

The man smiled in fondling and he scanned his red-coloured face.

"How about starting tomorrow you stop by here every time you go home from school? So we still have time together" she said as she paused the fondling.

"Would you disturb your work?"

"I like it when you're annoying."

"And I have to sort things out at home to play?"

"The time is not finished in two days?"

"That's a lot?"

"So, is that helping, right?"

"Hmm ... is the working period awaited by the wife?"

"It's okay. Don't you want to learn Russian?"

"Working while working?"

"I can, I'm done and you'll be good at Russian."

"Don't you have the mode too?"

"Maybe a little."

They both laughed. Then the growth continued for some time. So calm the atmosphere of the office makes both quickly washed away and carried away.

Nania let her touch her entire body clad in black and white clothes, and her skirt had even been revealed showing off half of her smooth thighs that Daryl could easily reach in his straddling position like that.

The man fell silent as his naughty hands continued to swoop in and found Nania who was only wearing a cel*na d*lam without pads like the previous days.

His cheeks looked blushing and a smile rose at the corner of his lips. Then Nania closed her eyes while biting her lips tightly as the man's fingers continued to creep in.

Daryl was just about to resume the fondling when a knocking sound rang out from behind the door.

"Sorry Sir? Uhm …." Dinna sounded outside.

"Yes?" Daryl replied without releasing Nania.

"There are people from the perfume factory who want to meet." The woman half shouted.

While the two people inside looked at each other.

"People are already downstairs, sir." Dinna said again and it made Nania come down from Daryl's lap while fixing her messy clothes.

"Umm ... well, just tell her to go up." The man got up then rushed to the bathroom while Nania immediately said goodbye.

"I'm home, right? Want to finish the toy box" he said who rushed out.

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