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Balu's cell phone from Ayank
"Bapak's catering order" said Cimoy as he put Hanum's food bag on the table.
"Where are the people who intercede?" ask Alex.
"Go away. Said the receptionist, This is Mr. Alex's order so he just put it away."
"I didn't order catering" Alex said with a sour face.
"Ow then?" Cimoy seemed to hesitate.
Alex took a rough breath and continued, "You're done." Alex's face darkened.
"Had a secret devotee, here. Until delivery of all food, watch out for loh can be poisoned or sent for use. Iiihhh, the cerem." Ane shuddered at the centil.
"Eat first yuk, then catch a cold." Ane put a plate that already contains rice and side dishes.
Alex lost his naf*su, he could only swallow two tablespoons. It felt like contacting Hanum, but just remembered that his wife did not have a cell phone.
He doesn't know where Hanum is now. Just now he contacted Mbok Jum, it turns out Hanum has not reached home. It felt like he went to Arthur's place to see if his wife was there, but his ego beat everything.
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Hanum walks for more than 1KM, from the front of the elite office complex to the Caroline office building. The hot weather that afternoon made his body bathe in sweat and fatigue.
As soon as Caroline opened the glass door of her office, Hanum immediately looked for a sofa and sat there.
"Hanum? you're kusut gini?" Caroline, who had just come down from the top floor along with Arthur, was shocked to see her main model lying on the first floor sofa.
"Sorry, Mba. I rest for a while yes, tired was walking from the front ga no ojek," said Hanum with breath still sting.
"Kok walk? why not take a taxi online right directly delivered to the front of the office?"
"So on the bus, want to order a taxi online my phone is damaged," said Hanum slowly. Slowly he took his seat when he realized Arthur was behind Caroline.
"You're tired like this, we can't have an outdoor shooting session." Arthur opened his voice.
"Sorry," Hanum's great-grandson.
"Ga nothing, we can reschedule. We're going out to lunch, come on," Caroline asked as she grabbed Hanum's arm.
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Hanum cradled the unopened cell phone box in his hand. This afternoon after she finished eating, Caroline took her to a cell phone counter and immediately bought her a new phone.
She refused, but Caroline said it was important to their communication about work. This phone is also a bonus because after the soft launching event and the first appearance of Hanum on the Mall some time ago, sales of the 'I'm Beautiful' brand jumped sharply.
Hanum knocked on Jonathan's room door. He wanted to ask for help to install the SIM card, and set up the app on his new phone.
"What's the matter with Ipar?" Jonathan opened the door of his room with a sleepy face. Hanum grimaced to hear Jonathan's name for himself.
"Can you please?" Hanum thrust out the sealed cell phone box and the SIM card.
"Widiiihh, new phone. Ciieee who again loved the same ayank bought a cell phone baluuu." Jonathan continues flirting while carrying Hanum's cell phone box into the living room.
Hanum let his sister-in-law's mouth continue to chirp so as not to mind helping her.
"Buy your new phone, Jo?" ask Mama.
"No, this is Akak Ipar's. Buy ayank dong." Jonathan continued his flirtation.
"What the hell is it?" Mama looked at him in wonder.
"Ayank is a darling, a partner, a boyfriend, a lover, a husband" Jonathan explained.
"Ihh, mom---"
"Mama's namesake Alex has changed." Haven't had time for Hanum to recite, Mama interrupted first.
"Well, it's coming home" Jonathan said suddenly.
Alex glanced at Jonathan who was surrounded by his mother and Hanum. When his eyes reached Hanum, he immediately looked up and entered the room.
"His arm is serem ya, kayak kalo kato again dapet" teased Jonathan while handing the ready-made phone to Hanum.
"Ayank what the hell?!"
"Maklumin ya Hanum, Alex is the one," said Mama. If Mama were to say the word, Hanum would not dare to argue anymore.
But her mother-in-law strictly forbade, on the grounds that it is not good husband and wife sleep apart.
At night, Hanum chooses to enter Alex's room at midnight and wishes her husband had slept.
Slowly Hanum opened the room door, and tried not to make a squeaking sound. His body froze as he watched Alex sit in his study chair and stared straight at him.
"Excuse me" he said. No reaction, Alex still stared intently unblinkingly.
Hanum walked to the side of his bed and sat there. Alex's eyes follow where Hanum goes without passing through any of his movements.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at like that, Hanum chose to put his new phone on the nightstand, then lay his body against Alex.
Alex's footsteps approached him. Hanum's body stiffened. Alex's long arms extended past his body and grabbed his phone which he had placed on the nightstand.
"Don't!" Hanum's reflex sat down and held Alex's hand that was already holding her phone. Trauma of a beloved mobile phone that was destroyed by being thrown by her husband, making his body automatically move to protect his favorite object.
Their faces were so close, that a breath of breath hit each other's cheeks.
"Why?" ask Alex coldly.
"Don't throw it" said Hanum.
"Do I look like I want to throw your phone?" alex asked, but his eyes could not be separated from Hanum's trembling lips, "I'd rather throw you than your phone right now" he continued.
Hanum raised his face, his eyes looking at Alex full of questions. Why did her husband want to throw her, what other mistake did he make?
"You don't know what your fault is, do you?" alex asked as he moved his face towards Hanum. Hanum shook his head and inched back.
"You starve me."
"Have I sent you lunch?" Hanum defended himself.
"I'm asking you to bring lunch, not send lunch" Alex said with emphasis.
"Don't blame me, Mr. receptionist who doesn't let me in because you're alone with your wife," explained Hanum confident because he felt he was in the upper hand.
"Wife??"
"Yeah, he said you're alone with his wife and don't want to be disturbed." Hanum added spice in his sentence because he was annoyed to feel rejected earlier this afternoon.
"Who do you think you are?" satire Alex.
"I don't know who I am here either. Maybe a prospective ex-wife who is not considered," said Hanum, smiling bitterly.
"You're more considered?" Alex is getting closer, so there's no room for Hanum to move.
"Who-you mean?" Hanum's body trembled as Alex's face was barely spaced in front of his face.
"Stop calling your husband Father" whispered Alex.
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