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142. What are you looking for

A beautiful woman wearing a tight and sexy dress with a v model on her chest is walking into a skyscraper. The woman is Anna and her high heels are stopped right in front of the office receptionist.

"Good day, Ma'am. Is Rizky in the room?" anna asked a woman wearing a bun, standing in front of her.

"Sir Rizky's meeting, Miss Anna." The receptionist certainly knew Anna, because she used to come and go to the office.

"Oh, when is it about to end? I want to see him."

"I don't know Miss, it seems Mr. Rizky's schedule today is busy."

"Oh yasu—" Anna's words hang when a woman comes to interject.

"You want to find Mas Rizky?" she is Nella.

Anna turned her head and Nella noticed her face. He seemed familiar with that face. Naturally, they had met even once.

"I have business with—"

"You were that woman, weren't you? Who's doing pervert in the toilet!" sergeant Nella, pointing at Anna's face, then he pulled the sexy woman's arm out of the office to the yard.

"You're nothing, anyway? Why pull!" Anna who felt uncomfortable with the treatment of Nella then brushed off her hand.

"You're the shit, why come here? Go now!" tell Nella in an expelling tone.

"What's your business? I came here because there was a need with Rizky!" Anna Strictly. She was about to step up but Nella held her arm back.

"What business is it? Talk to me!"

"Who are you, anyway?" jolt Anna, back she brushed Nella's hand on her arm. "It has come suddenly to slander me, now forbid me from meeting with Rizky."

"I'm not slandering you, yeah! You forgot it! I've caught you bawling in the toilet with Mas Rizky!" press Nella's upset.

Anna who had forgotten now remembered, she also immediately rounded her eyes when she realized that Nella was the woman who caught her.

"Oh, what's your business to prevent me from meeting Rizky?" Anna was holding her face while smiling sideways.

"I'm his wife!" nella.

Anna immediately laughed as she shook her head, clearly illustrated if the woman did not believe the answer from Nella.

"You don't have to admit it, not you who was planning to imprison Rizky, huh?"

"Oh yes, but he and I are married now. What is your relationship with Mas Rizky? Why do you want to see him?"

"It's none of your business!" press Anna.

Meanwhile in the meeting room, Hersa approached Rizky who was sitting on a chair, then whispered in her ear.

"I'm sorry, Miss Nella's fighting outside."

Rizky who was initially so calm was staring at the laptop, suddenly round his eyes wide.

"Nellie? Really, isn't he in the restaurant?" Although it had been shocked, but Rizky immediately remembered if his wife was currently in the restaurant.

"But he's out with Miss Anna, sir. They're fighting a mouth."

Rizky immediately went wide again, reflexively standing up and making his business partner stare at him. "It looks like our meeting is here enough, we continue tomorrow!"

"Good, sir."

After hearing the answer from his business partner, Rizky first walked out of the room accompanied by Hersa who followed behind him.

They took the elevator to the ground floor, and when the door opened, the handsome man rushed out of the office.

Nella was stunned when Rizky helped Anna release her hair in her hand, and she immediately embraced Rizky's body.

"He's first, Mas!" Nella tightened her arms and looked up at her husband's face, complaining and wanting Rizky to side with her.

"Rizky, she's a crazy woman! He could have grabbed my hair out of this salon!" anna grumbled while cleaning her long hair that was messy due to Nella.

"Why are you guys fighting? Why are you here, Anna?" rizky asked, then his eyes went around to his office yard looking for security guards that were not found.

"He's blocking me from meeting you, Riz. I need to be with you" Anna said.

"Mas ... Do Mas Rizky and Anna have a relationship? Didn't Mas say he was nobody Mas Rizky?" asked Nella with a frowning face.

"He's not who I am." Rizky rubbed the sweat on Nella's forehead, then looked back at Anna. "What do you need?"

"I want us to talk alone, I don't feel good about other people." Anna glanced at the surroundings that countless people passed by, going in and out of Rizky's office.

Unanswered by Rizky, Nella immediately let go of her embrace and pulled the rough arm of Rizky, taking her quickly away from Anna and into the elevator.

Inside the elevator were two Rizky employees, but Nella didn't care about it. She hugged her husband's body tightly.

"Mas Rizky cheated, huh?"

"cheating? Who's cheating with?" Rizky frowned. The sudden arrival of Nella and her actions earlier—rearnat make her confused.

"How do I know, maybe the same Anna," he answered tightly, then buried his face in the chest of Rizky's field while inhaling the scent of fragrant oil. "Did Mas Rizky meet him often without my knowledge?"

Rizky shook her head quickly. "No, I just met you."

"Mas lied!"

Ting~

After learning that the elevator door was open, Nella let go of her embrace and pulled back Rizky's hand to get out together.

"Where's Mas Rizky's room?" asked Nella with a still pitched ketus.

Rizky answered him by showing her index finger, right in the room in front of her eyes.

After both went inside, again Nella pulled Rizky's arm until the handsome man sat on the sofa. Rizky was just silent and resigned to everything his wife did, because it was clearly the hue of anger on Nella's face.

"Can I borrow Mas Rizky's phone?" nella asked as she walked over and sat on her lap, her strange demeanor making Rizky again frown.

"For what?"

"Borrow it here." Nella held up her hand, and Rizky reached into her pocket and gave her what she had gotten.

"Open the key dong, why use all fingerprints, anyway?" Nella grunts annoyed. Rizky just sighed and pressed her thumb against the button on the edge of the phone.

After successfully opening, Nella immediately played the flat object. And more precisely search the entire message, contact number and outgoing and incoming calls. Almost all he searched, looking for what he wanted at the moment.

'Nella why, anyway? Suddenly came, kept fighting, and hape-rigging?' inner Rizky. Slowly he leaned his back against the support of the sofa, his arms slowly coiling around his wife's waist.

Rizky smiled, looking at his wife's serious face. Occasionally he made smooth cheeks, but Nella was still focused and silent.

"What are you looking for?" ask Rizky curiously. Want to come see, but his current position feels comfortable.

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