Wife For Faith

Chapter 76

"Man, break, yuk! It's time to eat, right!" invite one of the employees wearing a protective hat to the man who was sitting in front of his computer.

Aiman took off his work glasses, then nodded with a small smile. "Just go first, Bang. I catch up," she refused subtly.

"Ok, if that's the first thing, Dad!"

Aiman nodded, then after the departure of Mr. Somad–operator machine part– he also sorted his nose that felt tired. 4 hours he stared at the computer screen until now has not been completed.

It's exhausting, but he's willing to do this job. For whom else to try, if not his wife and child. They are his encouragement to always stand up and not give up just because he is not used to his new job.

“Suddenly I so miss them.” The smile was softly reflected on the face of the wife, and her two hearts at home.

A gentle pat on the shoulder, made Aiman realize that he was not alone in the room. Tired face that can not lie to anyone, including the boss–Raka. "Want to eat, Boss?" tanyanya politely.

Raka nodded. "Come, hunt!" ask him not to be denied.

"But, mine is not finished, Boss," Aiman refused.

"The boss here is me. So, if you don't want to talk to me, who do you want to talk to, huh?" The 38-year-old man immediately pulled Aiman's body to follow him. Raka is famous for being good and not distinguishing. Evident from his populist self, aka want to join other employees while resting, or working.

Therefore, they are also involved with familiar, such as close friends who do not look at the strata of office, or property

"Pak Raka go first. Let me turn the computer off." Aiman showed his computer screen which still showed a clear MSE display.

Raka nodded, then patted the subordinate's shoulder again. "I'm waiting downstairs. Just be careful if you arrive in 2 minutes you do not go down .. Your salary will be cut 300%!"

Aiman smiled clumsily. He knew the intent of this boss was only joking. However, he also could not make the man wait too long just to eat. "Ready, Sir!"

Since Aiman worked in the company the man felt a little kagok, but also happy. It was as if he had found a new figure from within his body. Lips that have been talking when explaining the lesson, are now very comfortable with new people.

New people feel old. The point is that those who have worked there for a long time, do not distinguish the new child from the old child at all. Mixed with familiar, like family. Of course it becomes a new atmosphere that will always make Aiman's lips lifted up.

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“Excuse me, can I sit here?”

A soft voice entered the two ear cavities of the man who was feeding a spoonful of rice pecel into his mouth. But he still did not flinch.

The woman smiled gently, a figure that was always shown in front of many people, friendly, generous smile, and of course loyal. Inversely, if you are alone, arrogant, do not want to be denied, and like to rule.

“Sit here, Mom! That's the Faith like slack again, so his ears like sometimes not working properly.”

Aiman plotted his eyes as the father of four satirized him. He himself was not too aware that the woman was about to sit next to him. The eyes circled towards the other table and everything was fully filled. 80% here were men, the rest were young women.

That's not the other part of the room. Aiman is in building A, while they are in building C. Far enough away and meet even if the man to the cafeteria located in building A, besides that there will be no time to argue with each other.

“Thank you, Mr. Somad.”

The woman's voice revived Aiman's daydreams about insignificant issues within his company. The eyes were back down, enjoying the food, without intending to see who the person who was now busy mingling chatting with his coworkers.

His mind was ready to go home soon and enjoy time with his wife, and their two children. Lips when smiling, a smile that shows impatience in their togetherness. “Miss you, all,” whispers to yourself.

Meanwhile, Trisa clucked softly as the person she hoped would see her, ignoring her instead. He was looking for a way how to attract the attention of the man, but from then on the fathers in front of him were not tired of the changes that existed in him.

Ugh, why is it so hot, anyway. Can't I just take it off for a second?! the weakness in the heart.

No, Stupid! Do you want this change of yours to not make any impression on that man! his mind went back to talking and forbade him from doing anything stupid.

She herself did feel the rage wearing closed clothes, as well as the hijab that had been prepared by Tami earlier in the car. After trying to find out where Aiman is, they can finally meet again.

Honestly, the man was indeed so handsome that it made his heartbeat beat so fast, let alone his indifference, and coldness made Trisa seem determined to get it, no matter what.

However, the next incident was enough to make the atmosphere of the cafeteria that had been boisterous about this chat from the employees, immediately turned silent. The watering offender is now looking vengefully at the hijab-wearing woman known as Trisa Abdulah.

“Cuih, this rotten person like you will never be able to turn into a jewel just from wearing such clothes! So, if you want to repent, you should apologize to us who have hurt his feelings!” shouted the man loudly.

Both of the women's hands were now clenched until her knuckles turned white. His tissue-thin patience was almost ignited if there was a man who immediately blocked the troublemaker from injuring Trisa with a chair that was about to be swung at him.

Bugh. The voice was so loud and heartbreaking, but Aiman still bowed before Trisa's face. The pupils of the man's eyes momentarily widened would realize who the woman before him was.

“Aisyah,” he said softly before everything turned dark. The body drifted right into Trisa's frozen arms hypnotized by Aiman's gaze.