When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money
when my wife no longer asks for 122



"It is impossible that Mas forgot you, you who have been meritorious in Mas's life" Afnan told Amelia, recalling Brata's kindness to him.


Amelia just smiled, she looked forward without looking back at Afnan again. They returned home, tonight is enough to make Afnan happy to be able to hold the hand of his wife must have to be someone else.


"Mas, that woman was really Mas's girlfriend?" again Amelia asked that, her heart was not calm if Afnan had not said it himself.


"No, she's Mas's wife!" afnan said Amelia's eyeballs almost popped out of place.


"What, wife?" amelia asked confused because she did not know that Afnan remembered everything, only Mr. Brata and Bu Lidya knew that he did not lose his memory.


"Yes, I have no memory loss! Mas still remember them but mas can not be in this condition," said Afnan.


"What's the matter, Mom?" ask Amelia again.


"Ratih certainly difficult to believe because the mas has changed face, will automatically make him not believe. Moreover, the mas has disappeared for 3 months and is now back with a new face," said Afnan sad.


Amelia could feel that if Afnan missed his wife and child so much, Amelia exhaled regularly. He stared at the streets that were starting to fall.


Shortly after, they reached home and disembarked after parking the car. It was seen that the clock was headed to 09 pm, Afnan and Amelia entered the house hoping that Bu Lidya had slept.


Amelia walked to her room up the stairs one by one, her room next to Afnan's. So, he was easier to come to his brother's room.


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At 10 pm, Ratih just arrived at his home with Silvi who is in the same anterin Fadli. A tired face implied on Ratih's face, especially he remembered Afnan who had just clasped his hand.


The incident continued to be reflected in his eyes, making him unconscious if he was in front of the gate of his house.


"Mom, let's get down! how daydreaming?" Silvi wiggles Ratih's body making Ratih aware of his daydream.


"Eh, Sorry-sorry! mbak was daydreaming, it has arrived, thank you already nganterin us and mbak first into first," said Ratih entered into the house that is not in the key.


Silvi and Fadli nodded together, he was still standing in front of the house.


"It's late, you go in there! tomorrow morning we'll pick you up" said Fadli smiling.


"It doesn't matter, Mas. I can really go alone," said Silvi was not happy because every day in the same anterin Fadli when they were opposite directions when leaving for work.


"No dear, Mas does not want any rejection from you and remember tomorrow I picked up early in the morning," said Fadli stroked Silvi's cheek.


Silvi just smiled and nodded into the house and locked it while Fadli was still in the car and was about to go home.


Shortly thereafter, Fadli arrived at his apartment. Already several times the family asked him to stay at home but did not want to, he was more comfortable living in an apartment than at home.


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Silvi closed the door of her room, she walked to the bed and laid her body on the bed, her days so happy. No one else will ruin their relationship.


Since Tania was in prison, no one has visited her because her parents are abroad. The 4-year prison sentence did not deter Tania, she was even more vengeful because it had made her arrested by the police.


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Azan dawned, I got up and went to the bathroom. Today I have to hurry to the office as Anggara requests, I wash my face and take ablution for dawn prayer.


During this time I often forget to carry out my duties as a Muslim, Mas Rahman often reminded me but now. Why should I remember it again.


When I finished praying, I went downstairs to cook. This morning I'm going to fry fish and stir-fry kale.


At 07am, I went back to the bathroom because I had to get to the office early. After all, I went down the stairs and ate together as usual.


I walked outside in the car but when I started my car couldn't turn on. Somehow the car broke down at the wrong time, I was forced to take a taxi.


The clock kept going, the taxi I ordered had not come. I stood in front of the gate hoping that the taxi would come for a while.


Suddenly, the BMW car stood right in front of me. Someone rolled down the windshield so I could see him, it turned out to be that guy again. Who else if not Afnan.


"Come in" said Afnan flatly.


"No, I'm waiting for a taxi" I said. I don't know why, he likes to bother me since I hit him at the cafe.


"If you wait for a taxi, you'll be late! We're going to have one office instead" Afnan said with a smile.


Huh, one office! he will also work for Anggara. I saw the clock in my hand was already heading towards 7:30, if waiting for a taxi I must be late while Anggara told me to quickly come to the office.


"Well, I'll come with you but remember, don't mess around" I said, nodding and telling me to get in the car. Today he was without his assistant, I sat next door.


The smell of perfume on my nose, the perfume she was wearing was exactly like Rahman's. I'm very familiar with this perfume, what a coincidence.


Ah, why does he remind me of Mas Rahman.


"Are you thinking about something?" afnan said making me look at him.


"No," that's all I can say.


Along the way, I just kept quiet as well as Afnan. There was no conversation between the two of us, only a sound of music playing in my ears.


"Come down, are we there?" afnan.


When we got to the office, the feeling was still on the way. Is it because I thought too much about Mas Rahman that I didn't realize we had gotten to the office.


I got out of the car, then went inside and left it in the parking lot. I need to get to Anggara's room to see him.


Arriving at the Anggara room, I immediately entered after hearing Anggara's voice telling me to enter.


"Train, what a coincidence you've come! Come sit down first" said Angga telling me to sit on the sofa, I nodded then sat on the sofa in his room.


"What do you want to talk about" I asked formally because this is an office so I had to call him father.


"From today on you are no longer my secretary" Anggara said together at the edge of her desk, looking at her in disbelief.


What a mistake I made that he fired me.


"But Why! did I make a mistake?" again I asked him.


"No, you'll be her secretary" Anggara pointed at the door and I turned to the door.


"What, Him!"