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Addrian walked towards the elevator, but he suddenly turned his head back when he heard a groan from someone. It turned out to be an image. The image looks like it is holding pain in its stomach. Addrian again walked closer to the Citra table.

"Why you?"

"My stomach is suddenly hurting, and I don't know why?"

"Do we need to go to the doctor? I told you not to over-exert your work. If tomorrow can still be done, you will do it tomorrow."

"But I don't like to put off work, Addrian. I want to finish the job until it's done."

Addrian still saw Citra holding her stomach.

"Partner, I'll take you to the doctor then. We're going to the company doctor."

"No need, Addrian. I'm asking you to take me to the pharmacy and go home, later after taking the medicine will be fine."

"Yes, you get your stuff done and we're gone."

"Yes." Yeah."

Citra tidied up her work and then she took her bag.

The atmosphere there was deserted because everyone had gone home. While waiting in front of the special elevator the heads of the section were no exception CEO, Citra again held her aching stomach until she sat on the floor.

"The pain," he cried once more.

"You're okay, aren't you Citra?" Addrian was worried until he sat down also checked the state of Citra.

"My feet feel weak because they hurt."

"I'll just take you to the hospital." Addrian holds a bridal style image.

The image that was already in Addrian's sling draped both hands on Addrian's neck. The image stares fixedly at the face of Addrian, in contrast to Addrian staring at him normally.

'You were my hero for a long time because I love you so much. I'll be yours soon, honey.'

"What are you daydreaming about?"

"I'm not daydreaming. I'm fine, Addrian, just put me down, I can walk on my own."

"It's okay." Addrian took Citra down to the special parking lot of the CEO and the superiors there. There is also only an Addrian car that has not left.

Addrian fitted a seatbelt and he saw the image leaning comfortably on his seat.

"Is it still sick?"

"After being made to sit like this it feels better. Maybe I ate too much, so it's like this."

"You must take care of your health because you are here to live alone, Citra."

"We'll just go to the pharmacy."

Addrian took Citra to the pharmacy and when he arrived Citra went down slowly and entered the pharmacy. Addrian accompanied him.

"The medicine is there, but please wait a minute, okay?"

"Yes, I'll just wait there."

Citra and Addrian sat waiting in the long chair that was there. The image of holding onto his stomach was actually okay, he had only come by the moon.

"Your wife is pregnant?" ask an old woman next to Addrian.

"Yes, my wife is pregnant and giving birth, but why do you know?"

"You want to give birth? Isn't your wife's stomach a little?"

"Huh?" Addrian was a little surprised. Then, he looked towards Citra. "What does her mother mean?" Addrian pointed to Citra.

"Yes, she's your wife, right?"

"Oh sorry, she's not my wife, she's just my friend."

"Friends? You have a wife and are friends with a young woman?"

"Don't get too close to someone if you don't want to be accused of cheating later."

"cheating? I love my wife very much and this woman is a good friend of mine and my wife."

"I wouldn't want to be an affair either, ma'am. If I wanted to be with this guy, I would be a one-on-one wife not an affair, but it wasn't in my mind. Mum, please be careful." Immediate image angry.

Addrian so not good also with the atmosphere there.

"Picture you better wait in the car, let me wait for your medicine."

"No need, Addrian. You go back to the car, let me wait."

Not long ago the pharmacy clerk called Citra's name and gave her medicine.

They were both in the car to Citra's house. Arriving at the Citra place. Addrian who did not come down because Aunt Citra was also not at home, chose to go home directly.

"Addrian, I'm sorry to bother you. You don't tell Aira about this because I don't want her to misunderstand this."

"Yes. Citra, I'm sorry to go home because Aira must be waiting for me."

"Thank you again for your help." Addrian nodded slowly.

Addrian walked away from there and he quickly headed for his house.

On the way, Aira contacted him. Addrian replied by activating his bluetooth earphones.

"Mas, where are you? Why haven't you come home?"

"Here I'm on my way home, honey. You just wait."

"Is there a problem in the office, Mom?"

"Nothing, everything's fine. You wait for me to come home."

"Yes, Mas. Don't speed on the road. Be careful, Mommy."

"Yes, Honey. I love You."

"I love you more."

They ended the call. "Hm! Hopefully he won't be upset if I tell him about today's incident at the office. Hopefully."

About ten minutes Addrian just arrived at the garage door of his house. He was a bit surprised to see that there was a black sports car there.

"Whose car is this?" Addrian immediately went down and entered the house where Aira was tidying up something in the living room.

"Eh, Mommy, is it coming?"

"Whose car is that? Why is it in my garage? You're not having an affair with a guy who owns that car, are you?"

"Ih ...!" Aira even gave a death pinch to the arm of her husband's hand. "Who cheated? Even if cheating is also impossible I bring it to this house. I'll just meet you at the hotel."

"What?" Addrian hugged his wife more towards curling his wife's neck slowly.

"This is annoying. Where would anyone want a big pregnant woman like this?"

"If a beautiful, sweet woman like you would." Addrian kisses on his wife's cheek."

"If you're cheating it could be. What's more now you're a CEO at a big company in this city. You are also handsome, surely more are chasing you."

"I'm tired of being chased by women. It's enough I'm messing around, now just focus on you and our baby."

Aira smiled at her husband. Aira who was willing to kiss her husband back stopped when she smelled another scent on her husband's body. What's more he saw there was a pink mark like the shape of a lip, but not perfectly shaped.

"Now, it's not me cheating, it's you, Mas."

"What do you mean?"

"Whose perfume is this? It smells like a lady's perfume, and it's the lipstick on who's clinging to your shirt." Aira's hand pulled her husband's shirt.

Aira's face has been mounted sourly the same see the lipstick scars that Citra deliberately created.