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11. Souvenirs

Hans tapped his fingers at his desk, his brain was thinking. After their romance last night, she just realized there was something different about Erika's body.

Hans cleared his throat because from morning on his mind had not focused on his work.

Hans doesn't know what's wrong. What is clear is that there is a change in the size of certain parts of Erika's body. Is this because of Erika who is the last - the end of this diligent gymnastics body formation. Or is his suspicion right? But why didn't Erika say anything to him? Or is Erika not aware of it like she was before - then.

Hans recalled how he squeezed Erika's chest and backside last night. It feels twice as big and full.

"Who thought? Think of me?" clara asked confidently while standing in front of Hans' desk.

"I told you to knock on the door before you get in!" Hans nagged at feeling caught off guard while daydreaming.

"I've knocked on the door, but you're the only one who hasn't heard. I saw you doing nothing. Just looking at your hand, are your hands cramping? Want meijit?" Clara offered to help as she pointed at Hans's hand, which was like he was holding the ball. But there's nothing in his hands.

"Eh?"

Hans fluttered a little, looking at his hand. Then his eyes returned to Clara, not forgetting to put on a pretentious face. How shameful, if anyone knows the contents of his head. Imagine his wife's body, and think - ngira his size. Can - can he get the nickname Mesum Tops.

"What do you need?" hans asked so he could control himself.

"Later in the afternoon you're coming to dinner rame - rame right?"

"No." replied Hans briefly without giving any explanation.

"Well, it's no fun if there's no you. Ayolaaah, brother Hans, once was okay."

Hans did not answer, his eyes were already staring at the writing on the documents on his desk. Busying oneself.

"Do I need to ask Rika's permission?" Clara didn't give up.

"Saying doesn't mean not. NO!"

"What the hell? Is Rika still jealous of me? I'm just a kid" Clara said again.

"Little kids have big chests." Hans was surprised himself to hear the voice of his heart so insolently protesting against Clara.

"I don't want to make my wife think badly of you. So take care of your attitude. Don't go overboard." Hans suddenly recalled that last night he intended to reprimand Clara.

"Who is overreacting? Not wrong? Isn't your wife overdone? We are just friends, why negative thinking? TE...MAN, not more." Clara said she's not to blame.

Hans sighed. It is true that they are just friends and co-workers. Is Erika overreacting? Or did he obey Erika too much? To be honest, Hans just didn't like Erika feeling hurt.

"This is keeping your attitude. Between a man and a woman, there must be a limit. If there's no need anymore, you can get out." Hans stopped for lazily arguing.

"After all, I told Erika to stop by here. And he'll be here any minute. I don't want him to see you here." Hans continued when he saw Clara opening her mouth.

I want it to feel Clara stomping her feet hard because again - again ERIKA. But his pride says to get out of the room immediately. Especially since Hans had already kicked him out earlier. He was determined to show that no Hans, everything would be fine.

"Alright, this is a sign of gratitude for supporting me all this time." Clara tried to cover up her frustration with a fake smile.

He put a box he had prepared. The box was neatly wrapped in soft-colored gift paper. Then, he directly stepped out of Hans' room.

Oops. Erika runs into Clara who is about to leave the room. As usual, Erika was so good at hiding her feelings. He just smiled politely and did not show any expression.

"Excuse me" Erika said calmly.

Unexpectedly, one word of permission actually provoked Clara to vaporize her uneg - uncle.

"Rika, why don't you like me? Hans and I are just friends and co-workers. Don't be prejudiced and think - guess the uncertain." Clara immediately filed her protest to Erika.

Erika smiled sweetly, and did not say - a word. But the smile was even more igniting the embers in Clara's head.

"Gathering - hanging out with friends or hanging out is natural, sister. Why the hell do you keep suspecting us?"

"CLLARA!!"

Hearing Clara's high voice, Hans immediately walked out of the room. Her eyes seemed to want to swallow Clara alive, but she had just rebuked Clara to keep her attitude. And now, you know he's nyolot in front of Erika.

Seeing Erika who was silent and just smiling, made Hans feel uneasy at Erika. He felt like he had failed to organize his staff.

"Come on Moms" Hans held Erika's hand.

Clara really wanted to get angry, but didn't know what to say. His head feels hot and steamy.

"Bas rude! Surely Brother Hans is not happy living with him." Clara scolded inwardly as she stepped back into her room.

*****

Meanwhile, in Hans' room.

"What did you tell me to come here? I'm busy, you know..." Erika pura - pura merajuk's.

Erika tried to ignore the incident just now with Clara. He wanted to make Hans continue to feel comfortable with him. It is better not to mention Clara's name than to have a debate.

"Come here!" hans orders while codifying Erika to sit on her lap.

Erika approached in uncertain steps. Could he have misunderstood? Since when do they make out - friendly in the office?

"Lock the door, then sit down" Hans said again as he patted her on the thigh.

Despite asking questions, Erika still did Hans' orders.

"I just want to confirm my suspicions" Hans hugged Erika as his hands wandered about everywhere, making Erika a bit of a frenzy.

"Suspect what?"

"Big and filled", Hans murmured to himself but sounded very clear as Erika was sitting on his lap.

BRAAKKKK!!!

Erika immediately stood up until her knees hit Hans' desk.

"Brain heart, Moms"

"I mean I'm fat? Never compare a mother's body - a mother of two with a virgin, brother Hans. It's not fair." Erika immediately sewot without wanting to hear Hans explanation.

Erika's laborious exercises and treatments make her sensitive to the word fat. Especially in her little heart, she felt insecure with Clara.

"I went back to the shophouse, see you later tonight" the scolding ended with Erika crashing. He prefers to go back to the shophouse to take care of some work at his shop.

"Eeeh." Hans felt better to give up first. He delayed to say his suspicions. Worried if the suspicion is not proven, it can - can Erika more prolonged.

"no need. Just finish your business with that pretty, slim Clara"

Apparently Erika was still offended by Hans' words.

"Clara just give you Moms souvenirs. No more business." Hans tried to explain, pointing to the package of gifts on the table.

When you are angry, you are always right.

"I want to know the contents." so upset, Erika immediately took the gift and opened it. Inwardly, Erika intends to burn it without Hans' knowledge.

Whoa!!!

As soon as the gift opened. Erika shock's. It was different with Hans. His head seemed to be about to explode with anger seeing a piece of black cloth lying sweetly inside the gift box.

"LET CLARA COME HERE!!!!" Hans squeezed the extension of the marketing room and immediately threw out his anger.

Already failed the plan to ascertain his suspicions on Erika, plus his wife had a snack. Unfinished business with Erika eeeh!

The culprit of all this is only one, namely CLARA.

See you in the next episode.

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