Wedding On Paper

Fira & Fitri

Bara continues his journey to the Cleon Company office. Once there, Fira and Bara get out of the car. Entering the company building.

And when they entered the lobby door, it was seen that everyone turned his attention to the two lovebirds who were walking hand in hand.

Fira was a little nervous, because now she had to be in the spotlight of all her husband's employees. Bara momentarily looked around, he released his grasp with Fira's hand, momentarily making Fira a little surprised. But the unexpected, even done by Bara. He opened his suit, and partially covered Fira's head with his suit. To prevent people from seeing his wife. He pulled Fira's hip, hugged her with his arm. And led Fira, to walk with him.

"Mas, what are you doing!" exclaim Fira, but in a slow voice.

"Sut. don't be noisy." Bara's eyes, staring at every male and female officer who noticed him.

"Look, they're all watching you, you don't look at them" Bara whispered.

"If, like this, how can I see the road!" said Fira, because now his face is blocked by a coat owned by Bara, so it makes him a little difficult to walk.

"Eh. I have, I have, keep going slowly" ordered Bara, who still covers Fira's face, in his suit. Inevitably, Fira obeyed her husband's orders, they walked towards the private elevator available there. By walking a little difficulty, and relying only on the direction of her husband.

"Look, Mr. Bara is so possessive."

"Is this woman Mr. Bara's wife?"

"Of course it's his wife, after all, Mr. Bara never invited a woman here, let alone in such a way."

"I think Mr. Bara is a snowman, it turns out he is romantic and his wife is too."

"It's fair that Mr. Bara, not tempted by sexy women, here. You know, his taste is high. Hijab, courteous, salihah and certainly beautiful."

Speech after speech was thrown from some female employees who were there. Not a few of them, who had long admired Bara, and tried to steal his attention, but among all, nothing ever worked. And some of them, just realized, it turns out to steal the attention of Bara, not with open clothes, which shows the poignancy of their bodies, but vice versa. That's what they're thinking now.

Bara and Fira, out of the elevator, walk straight to Bara's study.

"It's been, it's been," said Bara, opening the coat that covered Fira's head.

"This your mom! Just make me so hot!" said Fira, while justifying her veil. And now his eyes, fixed with a work room large enough and spacious. Even the interior style is very beautiful.

"Mas, do you work every day in this room?" asked Fira, sweeping her eyes across the corner of the room.

"True, why?" said Bara, approaching Fira.

"It's great .. If you work in a room like this, you will definitely feel at home," he said smiling passionately.

"Is it? ... But I don't feel right here" Bara said.

"Why?" asked Fira, putting on her innocent face.

"Because I'm more at home by your side" said Bara, making Fira pout her tongue, holding a smile.

"Because to me, as luxurious or as good as any place, if there were no you by my side, I wouldn't be at home living in that place."

Fira, for a moment laugh at Bara's words. So as to make Bara, wondering astonishment.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"Haha, Mas .. You're so funny. Since when are you good at flirting with such ludicrous words," said Fira, chuckling.

"I'm not teasing you, I'm serious Fira...." Bara's disclosure, it seems only considered a joke by Fira. Because he just kept laughing, it was nonstop. So as to make Bara, furious and tickle him. They both fell on the sofa.

"Mas, stop, amused," whined Fira, laughing amusedly, as he continued to be tickled, by Bara.

Clack.

The door of the room suddenly opened, seen Dion, standing in the doorway. Makes Fira and Bara, surprised. But Dion, he was more surprised, when he saw the position of Bara, who was above Fira, as if hugging him on the sofa.

Bara and Fira, immediately justify their position. Undeniably, Bara was embarrassed by what Dion saw.

"Sorry, it's been annoying, but our client is waiting in the meeting room," said Dion, looking down not dare to see Bara.

Bara and Fira, for a moment, look at each other. And smiled clumsyly. "Hm. okay, in five minutes I'll be there" Bara said. Dion left immediately, out of the room.

"It's a shame" said Fira, with the volume raised.

Bara, who was peeking out, went through the door. He immediately closed the door, and locked it tightly. Then, back to Fira, who was sitting leaning on the sofa.

"It is not embarrassing, it is Dion who should be ashamed, because it has disturbed us" said Bara.

Fira grunts little. "Here you go, you get ready, pity your client waited a long time."

"You're okay, am I living here by myself?" ask Bara, as if not the heart.

"Yes, it's okay."

"Eh. but don't forget, you order food first. I'm hungry" said Fira, widening her smile. Bara, smilingly nodded, and gently stroked Fira's head, so spoiled.

"Well, I'll stay first, you'll have to be careful, there'll be an office girl, who'll deliver your food here. If you want to take a break, take a break in the room."

"In the room?"

"Yes, there's a room, you rest there. In two hours, I'll be back again" Bara said. Fira nodded, smiling.

As he stood up, he was about to step his foot. But put it back.

"Why?" asked Fira, who stood up from her seat.

***

Bara now begins meetings with his clients, and also with Dion. He introduced a variety of new diamond designs, owned by his company. And of course, between the two, there is a fairly long conversation.

Meanwhile, Fira is in the room, which is in Bara's workroom. He looked around, the room.

The interior design, very nice, European style. And of course with an amazing view.

"As in a hotel alone," murmured Fira. While walking up to a glass cabinet, there are some decorations.

His eyes are now fixed, with one of the caydanlik ornaments, typical turkish. Fira opened the glass cabinet, was about to take the caydanlik, but she unloaded it, when she heard a female voice, from outside the room. Fira also came out of the room, and sure enough, an office girl, was carrying four paper bags, which had been confirmed to contain food.

"Sorry madam, Mr. Bara, told me to come in here directly, and give this to Madam" said the office girl.

"Oh yes, just prepare it on the table," said Fira. The woman agreed, and immediately took all the food out of the paper bag.

Fira sat her body, on the sofa, looking at the food on the table. I can't wait to eat so much food.

The office girl stood up after she finished serving food to Fira. He was about to leave, but Fira held him back. And invited him to sit down together, accompanied him to a meal.

"But, ma'am, it's my working hours" the Office girl declined, in her soft voice.

"Have sat here, let's eat together, after all I won't be able to finish all this food" said Fira, holding the woman who was sitting next to him.

For a moment Fira, stared at the name of the identifier, which was on the woman's shirt.

"Fitri," said Fira, reading the writing.

"Your name is Fitri?" asked Fira, the woman nodded.

"I'm Fira."

"Oh yeah, you don't go out first, accompany me to eat yes," said Fira. But Fitri still refused, because it felt bad.

"Here, take, for you." Fira offered a box of food, containing fruit salad, to Fitri. Inevitably, Fitri finally accepted it. And Fira forced Fitri to eat it. And they finally ate together.

In the middle of their meal, Fira gives a few questions to Fitri, about her work, and occasionally Fira asks about Bara.

"Oh yeah, what's the guy here like?"

"Huh?" Fitri, immediately swallow the salad that is in the chew. Actually he was confused to answer what, because he was not so familiar with Bara. All he knew, he just had to work well and properly in this company.

"Ba-good ko," he said hesitantly.

"really? Does he like to tease the female workers here?" said Fira, just like that. Makes Fitri, surprised and choking.

"Huk, uhuk." Fira immediately offered a glass of ice tea that was there to Fitri, Fitri denied it and immediately drank it.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't ask you a question" Fira said, grinning. Fitri was silent, not warted.

"So how?"

With his innocent face, Fitri looked at Fira. "Ti-never Madam" he said, wiping his lips with a tissue. Fira nodded her head slowly.

"Madam, I'm willing to work again" said Fitri nervously.

"Huh? But the food's not over yet."

"Sorry Madam, sa-me–" cut off.

"Yes, look at it. .. You take some of these foods, and you just share them with your friends" said Fira. Fitri refuses, but Fira insists on it. And finally Fitri also brought half of the existing food. And soon passed leaving Fira alone.

"Officers here are beautiful, and Mas Bara is not tempted by them. Hm. amazing," he murmured, again devouring some food.

And when Fira ate a spoonful of mango pudding, suddenly, Fira silenced her mouth, nausea suddenly churned, her stomach as if in a stir, so she felt like spitting out all her meals.

Fira ran, into the room into the toilet. "Sheep.. hoek...." Fira spewed out, a mango pudding that she had not had time to eat.

"Wle..why does the pudding feel so weird" he murmured, cleaning his mouth with tap water, which ran over the sink.

For a moment he looked at himself in the mirror. Holding his eel, which suddenly, felt dizzy. Fira decides to go back to Bara's study, he picks up a bag, and a bottle of mineral water on the table. Then go back into the room, and immediately lay his body on the bed. She also sent a short message to Bara, informing her husband that she was going to rest in the room.

"Why, my head is so dizzy."

"And why is the pudding still smelling in my nose."

"Argh was a nuisance" grumbled Fira, then immediately drank the mineral water he had taken. And back to lay down his body, with a position that is so comfortable on the bed, while listening to murotal Qur'an through his cellphone, without Fira realizing he had fallen asleep to his dream.

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