Will Not Be Substituted

Chapter 68: The Message

Dusk crawled up. Showing the sky that is beginning to darken. Presenting the stars and moon as a decoration of nature.

The sound of faint keyboard beats is still heard in a room of the marketing division. Three men sat in front of a computer screen with a cup of warm chocolate or coffee next to them.

Occasionally one of them broke the neck to the right or left to reduce the pain that began to whack. Working from morning to passing hours home certainly makes the body feel tired. However, the responsibility to immediately complete the work so as not to accumulate the next day makes them forget for a moment what a break is.

Grab a glass of warm chocolate with your right hand. Netra Abhimanyu can not be separated from the row of letters that are displayed on the monitor screen while drinking the chocolate. He put the glass back to its original place when he found an error in its typing and had to be fixed immediately.

After pressing the save button, Abhimanyu rested his back on the chair. He closed his eyes slowly to relax his mind from work today.

Abhimanyu did not sleep, but he was like dreaming when his cheeks felt a chewy object that was quite wet approaching. The scent of the perfume he had memorized burst into his sense of smell and awakened him to immediately open his eyes. He blinked for a moment, making sure that this person before him was really his wife.

“You're here?” ask Abhimanyu while reviewing a thin smile. A nod he received in response.

Abhimanyu took an empty seat next to his cubicle. Ask your beloved wife to sit there.

While putting the bag and two boxes of burgers onto the table, Caca observed around Abhimanyu's room. There are two men who he believes are a little older than his husband who is also completing his work.

“I make chocolate first, yes!” pamit Abhimanyu. Without the consent of his wife, Abhimanyu had already walked away.

Caca smiled looking at Abhimanyu's back which was moving further and further away. He kept looking at the young man until his phone rang a sign of incoming messages.

Caca's brows linked together to find an unknown number sending him a photograph. He who was shocked curiously opened the message. How surprised when the message in the form of a photo that shows a man tied to his feet and hands. He was sitting in a small chair in a very dirty room. Caca rounded his eyes when he found out who the man in the photo was.

“Dean,” murmured Caca down. He was about to reply to a message from the number, but the sound of Abhimanyu's footsteps undoes his intention.

Caca's focus returned to Abhimanyu who was now back with a cup of warm chocolate in his hand. The young man smiled sincerely at Caca. Impersonating a message containing the photo from his memory.

“Why did you bring me here? You ride what? Same who? Are you tired of coming here?”

“One-one way.” Caca laughed a little at the look on her husband's face that looked very funny.

The girl crossed her legs. Her lips sipped the warm chocolate that Abhimanyu had just made. However, a second later Caca kept the cup away from her lips.

“This can I drink right?” tanyakanya.

“Ya can do it!” Abhimanyu clucked while rolling his eyes lazy.

Caca chuckles. He took another sip of the warm chocolate before putting it on the table.

“You haven't answered my question, Ca.”

Caca raised both eyebrows. A sweet smile he gave to the husband who is now busy looking at him.

“No papa if I follow you here?”

A retelling was heard from Abhimanyu. “Yeah, no papa. No one is banned either. It's weird that you didn't say anything in here. I'll pick you up.”

“I'm still in the cafe. You didn't come by either. Yeah, I'm here to see Dad's office. You must also be tired of going back and forth to pick me up,” replied Caca.

“So you came here what ride?” ask Abhimanyu again.

“Taxi ride, Bi. No need to worry about me. I'm so good, I can take care of myself.”

After trying to calm her husband, Caca took two boxes with famous restaurant logos that were none other than the father's restaurant. He opened the box and gave it to Abhimanyu.

“You haven't eaten yet, have you? Eat this first, yeah. Later nyampek home I masakin,” said Caca.

“Only tired of coming home from here cook?” ask Abhimanyu.

The headband of the wife published a thin smile of Abhimanyu. He immediately bit his burger, because his stomach suddenly felt hungry to see the bread containing meat and vegetables.

The two men looked at each other while enjoying their stomach-clenching food. They talked about the activities of today.

The memory of little Abhimanyu's face had indeed faded. Time was too short to braze Abhimanyu's face in Caca's head. The girl only remembered the voice and the way she laughed. He also remembered that he often threw jokes to make little Abhimanyu laugh. There was nothing else he remembered besides that.

“Lo wife, Bi?”

A question from one of Abhimanyu's friends stopped the two couples' conversation. They both look. Caca lowered his head as a sign of greeting.

“Iya, Mas. This is my wife,” replied Abhimanyu. Her voice sounded very proud to introduce Caca to her friend. He then turned to Caca and said, “Honey, this is Mas Vega. My division one friend. He taught me from the beginning here.”

Caca blushed hearing the affectionate call from Abhimanyu. However, as soon as possible he hid the red hue from his cheek which he was sure would be visible.

“Caca, his wife Abi,” said Caca turned his eyes to Vega.

Vega nodded, returning Caca's sweet smile. He patted Abhimanyu on the shoulder.

“Lo wife is beautiful yes, Bi. Pantes Vanya says, you never bales chat him. I've got a handler as beautiful as this turned out.” Vega's little laugh closed her sentence. A sentence capable of publishing many wrinkles on Caca's forehead.

“Gue back first, yes, Bi.” Vega turned to look at Caca. “Jagain her husband yes, Ma'am. Here many like your husband,” he said accompanied by laughter. Vega leaves the two humans.

Abhimanyu looked calm looking at the back of his senior who was starting to move away. He was still very relaxed biting his burger, not knowing there was someone who now looked uncomfortable.

“Why?” abhimanyu asked as Caca did not take his eyes off her.

“You're in-chatin with your girl?” ask Caca. Her face looked much different from when she came.

Abhimanyu confirmed the girl's question. He also said he never returned their messages. However, the wife did not believe it. Seen from several times Caca glanced at his phone.

Until the moment one message notification came into Abhimanyu's phone, Caca picked up the object as fast as lightning. He stared at the husband who was also about to take the phone. Without the owner's permission, Caca turned on his phone.

A message from an unknown number made Caca's countenance change again. The folds on his forehead increased, making Abhimanyu more curious about what and who sent him the message.

“Who the hell is chat?” ask Abhimanyu curiously.

Caca glanced at the young man in front of him, then looked back at his phone screen. He tried to swipe up to open the lock. However, unfortunately he had to enter the pin code to be able to open wider the contents of his phone.

“Pin you what?” ask Caca ketus.

“Lang your year.” That answer at a glance made Caca's wrinkles loosen. He did not expect Abhimanyu to know his birthday.

Sure enough, after Caca entered the six-digit combination of birth date, month, and two-year-back numbers the phone could open. Caca's face again loosened when he saw the wallpaper of the husband's phone was a picture of him taken secretly.

“Who the hell is chat?” ask Abhimanyu again. Caca's expression that had changed since then made her even more curious.

“No idea, your fans in the office kali,” ketus Caca while thrusting back the husband's phone.

Abhimanyu grabbed his phone. He opened his messaging app. There was one number that he memorized very often, because he sent him messages, but he never replied. The message that almost every day entered was back Abhimanyu ignored.

“I never bales his chat, Ca,” Abhimanyu said. “If you want, you just block the number.” Abhimanyu gave his cell phone to Caca. Perhaps his wife was willing to block the number.

“Not necessary! The important thing is that you do not bales chat.”

Abhimanyu smiled at Caca's reply. He grasped the wife's palm gently. Staring into Caca's eyes implied such obvious jealousy.

“Ca, I already have you. I will not be able to respond to chat-chat is not important from my office meetings.” Abhimanyu's hand caressed Caca's cheek. “As long as you know, the girls here are much older than me and I don't like older women. I like girls who are younger than me, and none other than you.”

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Haloha, sorry just nongol again after the full moon. Hopefully this chapter can treat your miss☺

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