When the Wife of the Dough Changed

MY SPOILED WIFE EPSD2

"Your employee, Van," said Gita, distracting me from looking at the door. It's not that I don't want to go after Serra, but it doesn't seem like a good time. It's in the office, how about a lot of people looking.

"Hm." I'm just clearing my throat.

"It wasn't that time that the woman went with you to the cafe. What's your relationship with him?"

"It's none of your business, Gita. If you're here just to bother me, it's better that you leave now. Please, the door is right there." My hands pointed at the door.

Gita snorted softly, as if she didn't like to be kicked out by me. But I don't give a shit.

"Van I still want to be here. Okay, I'm not gonna do your job I'm gonna see you from here." Gita moved to sit on the sofa in the corner of the room.

I let out a rough sigh at Gita's behavior, and I went along and told her to come out immediately.

"Get out, Ta, before I call the security guard to drag you out of here."

Gita's face. "You're so mean, Devan, when I got kicked out, anyway."

"It's because you're a bully that you have to be expelled" I said.

"Vei .." He whines like Serra.

I'm clucking. "Go!"

Gita stood up with an angry face. "You're bad, Van, I hate you." Then, he passed away.

I don't care about Gita, I don't care. You want to be angry with me, you want to hate me, I don't care. Which, I'm thinking now is Serra, how do I persuade that woman not to be angry with me, because she must be angry with what just happened.

I walked towards my work chair, then dropped this body there while thinking.

My hand picked up the phone lying on the table, then immediately typed something and sent it to Serra.

[Ra, don't get me wrong, yeah.]

One minute

Two minutes

Three minutes

For thirty minutes, Serra never returned my message. Do not reply read also not.

I exhaled heavily, rubbing my face roughly. How'this?

I didn't give up, retrieved the phone again and rewrote a message for Serra.

[Ra, we'll eat at your favorite restaurant later, yeah. You are free to eat anything. Okay?]

I waited again, but an hour later the message was still the same, not read.

I sighed after checking my phone. Serra was really angry. Why am I so not excited like this, even though the work that must be completed immediately piles up on the table. But I couldn't focus because I kept thinking about Serra. Though usually, when Serra was angry I was mediocre never took a headache. But now it feels like different. I don't want Serra to be mad at me. I don't want Serra to shut me down.

This self moved away from the study, my steps swayed just like that towards Serra's study.

I don't think I want to move on, but given the work that needs to be done today. He turned around and returned to the workspace.

Maybe today I'll skip lunch, because work needs to be done before four in the afternoon so I can take Serra to her favorite place to eat. Hopefully he will be happy, and not angry anymore. That's my hope.

**

Slow time felt, until finally right at four o'clock in the afternoon all my work was done. Karin, my secretary just gave me my schedule for tomorrow. However, I didn't really notice because I couldn't wait to see Serra. Until finally Karin quit my work space.

After that, I immediately checked my phone hoping Serra would read a message from me. However, my shoulders were drowning along with heavy sighs. Serra hasn't read my message yet.

Okay, it's okay I'll see him. With vigor, I rushed towards Serra's study.

Arriving there, I widened my smile because the woman who had been in my mind was still chatting with some of her co-workers.

'Thankfully, Serra is not home yet. Or maybe Serra is waiting for me, yes' My mind is so confident.

I don't know what Serra was talking about with his friends, I can't hear too clearly. But vaguely sounded.

"Ra, go home together, yuk," asked Ridwan. One of the men who's one division with Serra.

I walked closer so that their voices could be heard more clearly.

"Cie, someone wants to go home together, nih," said Diana. I know he was Serra's closest friend. I know because Serra's a story. Just information, Serra that at home often tell about his activities in the office without me asking.

"Where, Ra?" Ridwan asked again.

Serra did not immediately reply, she instead glanced behind me for what she saw. I immediately hid behind the wall afraid of being caught eavesdropping.

However, even so I still have the best hearing possible.

"Sori, Wan, I can't go home with you."

I don't know why I was beaming at Serra's answer. I felt Serra answering so because she didn't want to betray me.

"Oh, that, yeah. Yaudah is not papa. But next time you want to, yeah, go home with me."

I reflexively clenched my hands. Basic forger.

No answer was heard from Serra. Thankfully, Serra certainly does not want to go home with a man who likes to make it up.

"I go home first, yeah, gaes. Bye." I hurried away when Serra said goodbye to her friends.

In the lobby I pretended to be waiting for him.

And, moments later Serra passed through the lobby. I smiled to welcome him. But he didn't look at me at all. Serra continued walking out of the lobby.

I'm working it without a sound. Arriving in front of the office, I immediately restrained his arm.

"Ra, sorry I'm yeah