Wife On Paper

Chapter 197 Falling

"Darling, I'm overtime today. Look there's still a lot to check" Adrian said as the wall clock pointed at 5 p.m.

It is now the hour to go home from the office. But the fullness of her husband's work is still a lot, and can not be abandoned just like that.

"Alright, don't go home too late. Kala_"

"Okay, Honey! I'll be home in time."

The cup! The kiss of their lips both make anyone jealous to see it. Including the two people who were now even glancing at each other awkwardly. Mela and Elang, two singles who look languid staring at the intimacy of their employer and also his best friend.

Yes, two people of different types are like mosquito repellents that are not considered to be present. Because the communication that occurred only between the married couple, the other was not heard nor seen.

"Ehem!"

"God! There they are, let them go!" Ara was shocked to hear Deheman Mela. She just got carried away with the feeling of being close to her husband.

The woman tried to get away from her husband. Initially only a kiss, then******* until finally even a tight hug that demands.

"Leave it. They're all grown-ups. They must be understood, after all we are halal, dear," said Adrian lightly. Her husband was like that now, not awkwardly showing affection in public.

"But this is in the office, Mas."

"This is my room, honey. I'm free to do anything here." The dominant man does not want to be regulated by anyone, including the wife.

"I'm waiting outside, Ra." said Mela who was hot cold to see their scene earlier. The girl was seen wiping the sweat on her forehead several times. It was wrong, and it was wrong on its own.

The scene was not long, it was also actually ordinary. It just of course brings its own problems for the girl, as she has feelings for the person with her, the Eagle. To make his mind wander everywhere.

Mela half ran out of the room, and closed the door quickly. His body is still attached to the door leaf now, holding his chest which is not because of the horror scene earlier. The girl cursed herself who did not come out from the beginning, even had time to enjoy it anyway.

For a married person it is of course ordinary, but for him who is immortal singles, his mind thrashed to see it.

"Auwwww.." cried Mela when she felt her body strung backwards due to the door that was not strong to support her body's weight.

What happened was actually unexpected. He did not fall on the door, but fell on the solid and warm body of the Eagle. The man's large fingers accidentally grabbed his arms.

Earlier, the Eagle was shocked because when he opened the door he langung overwritten Mela's body which seemed to lose balance and lightning fast he held the sweet black girl's small body so as not to fall.

"You!"

The Eagle's words did not continue. The man chose to control his emotions. Immediately he closed the door of Adrian's room from the outside, then helped Mela stand upright.

"Next time don't stick at the door. There are plenty of seats there!" The eagle said curtly then left after a moment of almost emotion. Mela could still see the Eagle scooping her face a few times before it disappeared from view.

The girl breathed deeply. Then took a seat in the waiting chair in front of Vina's room, while regulating her heartbeat that was running in an uncertain direction.

Don't ask how he is doing right now? His face was as red as a tomato with a timid smile that did not disappear. Fortunately, some of the employees had gone home, including Vina who had the room in front of the girl sitting. Otherwise, he would have been said to be crazy at the moment.

But really, Mela was willing to be said like that. Because in fact he was very happy just now, even if only for a moment. I think he wants to repeat it again and again.

"Mell."

"Mela!"

"Hey! You daydreaming?" An annoyed Ara called out to her best friend many times without an answer directly pinching her arm.

Mela turned her head while grimacing, even she did not complain of pain due to the pinching. His face still seemed to be blooming happily.

"So there," show Mela. "Maybe to the toilet" he continued.

"Let's. Later also enter by yourself, let's go home," invited Ara who was followed by Mela from behind.

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"So he said he wanted to go home, but stopped by a lot," complained Mela who brought some paper bag in her hand.

"His name also kepen, Mel. Later my son will be upset if not obeyed." Ara was still engrossed in enjoying the ice cream while walking to the next place.

"Calice saffron ileran. It is not the fault of the Mother who ate non-conformity," protested Mela. Ara just smiled grimacingly in response to him. If not Mela who else can accompany him to go around looking for his favorite food. Error, the food he wants under the pretext of the child's wishes. If you wait for Adrian, you will not be able to. Her husband was very busy, when the holidays Ara would not bear to invite her.

"get in again? It's full of lo, Ra. Look at my hand until it doesn't carry it. Tomorrow, yes," said Mela.

Let alone Mela, in Ara's hand is also full of paper bags containing food that will either be who will spend at home. The important thing was to buy first, was there not an aunt of Yulia and her gibbons that she could force to eat. Hah, don't forget Mela, the girl can also be forced to take her to his boarding house.

Apparently, Mela's complaint did not also dampen Ara's steps to enter the food stores in the food court located on the ground floor of a Mall.

"It's delicious Mel, cobain!" Ara's hand took one tester that was indeed provided by the seller. He fed it to Mela who was standing next to him.

"Enak, but asem...." Mela grimaced as one young mango entered her mouth.

"If using the sauce is not asem even seger, try it!" Scooped up the blushing red sauce into Mela's mouth.

"Yes good Ra. Of all the food you buy, this is the most delicious," praised Mela, even the girl asked to be fed again.

"Our taste is the same, Mel. Love regional food that tastes asem sweet." They laugh at the same time.

"Ehh, there's a pancake souffle. Another viral cake Mel, try ah." Ara immediately left just like that leaving Mela confused because Ara ordered two servings of pickled fruit. While the seller's mother was just about to be prepared, Ara had already gone somewhere.

"Just get in here, ma'am. No more bags. I can't take it," asked Mela to the pickled seller's mother. Mela was in a hurry for not wanting to lose track of Ara.

The girl immediately ran after the friend who had disappeared somewhere first. He was confused as to where Ara had gone.

Running here and there, he didn't find his best friend. Then he saw in a shop there were many people gathered.

"What's up, Mom. How many?" Mela asked one of the mothers who was seen coming out of the crowd.

"Some one fell, Ma'am. Bloody again. Mom, I'm trying to call the hospital first." The mothers looked panicked but she could control herself. As he left Mela, he was seen contacting someone.

In his heart Mela wondered the identity of the victim. Meanwhile, he didn't find Ara there.

Mela who was curious, slowly tried to be able to break through the ranks of the crowd of people. Fortunately, his body was small, although with the many items that the girl carried, he looked persistent to arrive in front of the victim. And more surprisingly, the girl knew who the victim was.

"Ara, Ara?" How shocked Mela to see the one who fell was Ara.

"Mom, please give me a way, he's my best friend," Mela doesn't care about the surroundings, nor the things she carries she just leaves. The panicked man grabbed his phone in the bag, and called Adrian.

Mela had replaced a mother who held a part of Ara's body. And he felt something wet down there. His hands trembled, thinking of the bad things that might have happened.

Gathering courage, the girl tried to lift up Ara's lower body to see what felt moist and wet there.

"Blood!" the pekik was shocked even though it was shriveled.

"Mellc ... I'm ...."