Your Officemate's

41. I Should How?

Hans could not hide his surprise when he found out what Erika was doing. It turned out that Erika uploaded their photo on Hans's social media account. The first slide is a photo with Erika when Hans graduated university years ago. Then, the second slide contains the results of the photo booth at the party, where they pose riding a bicycle. Yes, the photo with Hans reads SOLD OUT.

And even more surprising is the caption that says, "because what accompanies you from zero, that's what's worth fighting for." accompanied by hugging and kissing emoticons.

Tag Clara Adelia.

Hans rubbed his temple, seeing that Erika had returned engrossed with her phone. Her face was so happy like a child getting a new toy.

"Mommy, why are you using my account?"

"Because I don't have a personal social media account, sister. Mine is all Mai Shop's." replied Erika casually.

"It's not good to show off at medsos, Moms."

"I'm not showing off, brother. I'm straight to the target. If Brother Hans objected. I can remove the tag." Erika put on a sorry face, but not with her heart.

Everything he does has a specific purpose and purpose. Erika is not the type of woman who likes to indulge in personal things on social media.

Quickly removed tag Clara Adelia. In Erika's heart chuckled, it was fine to remove the tag. After all, Clara had already seen him even she liked their photos.

"Why don't you just unfollow that Clara Moms? Don't you not like Clara follow my account?" hans asked, coding the waiter to start serving the appetizer.

"No. I won't be able to stalk her again." Erika conveyed it lightly and without burden.

Having a husband who is clumsy on social media turns out to be very beneficial in this situation. Because Hans' focus so far only on work, Hans never touched his social media so far. And the one who created Hans' account was Erika. Therefore, it was very easy for Erika to open an account belonging to Hans.

"He knows you're here, sister." Erika's voice suddenly turned serious.

"Huh?" Hans really raised his hand with Erika's behavior today.

"Sister Hans, he's stalking you. Not a second I put up a story eeh.he immediately saw. He's waiting for you." Erika's face looked really analytical.

Erika opens the list viewer story and shows it to Hans. Clara Adelia's name is at the top.

Holy hooch! Again Hans was surprised by what Erika uploaded. I want it to feel like Hans is patting his head hard - hard. This time Erika showed me their instagramable photo at restaurant XXX, which was taken before they entered.

Geez! The uploaded image features the words "The one who supports during my bad times desires to be with me in my good times."

"Well, seeing first doesn't mean anything - does Moms?" Hans stuttered a little.

Erika put down her phone, then started to resume her delayed eating. His face still seemed to think.

"Let's count down. How strongly Clara held back her emotions. If you look at his barbaric attitude, Hans' cell phone should be reacting soon."

Ah, exactly as Erika guessed. Not long after, Hans said.

"Moms, I'm going to the toilet for a second...."

The pleasure Erika felt. His smile faded, his face became lackluster. Erika did not answer anything to Hans, only able to look at her husband. I wish my husband knew there was a wound in my wife.

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My initial intention was to prove my suspicion to Hans, but I was trapped myself. I was caught up in my own fear.

My plan went well, my goal was to get them into a fight. Given Clara's barbaric behavior, it was certain that she would be angry and immediately complain to Brother Hans. That's if "my suspicions" are true.

Ah but it seems like what I think is right. I heard a mobile phone vibration in Hans' pocket, but I pretended not to know. My heart says it's Clara, because Hans's foot went straight to the toilet.

Although everything has gone according to my plan, what happened is exactly the opposite. There is no joy in my success. Suddenly my lips were crabbed, my neck hurt. Next, my stiffness evaporated. Right, nyaliku ciut. I dare not ask Brother Hans who called.

There was a voice in my heart defending Hans's brother, and saying "Couldn't it be Clara who called right? There's no real evidence that it's Clara."

The other side of my heart said, "Yes that's Clara. Don't be naive!"

I could have followed him, then made sure of it myself. Unfortunately, my body does not cooperate. It felt like my legs were unable to support my body, there was no energy to step up after Hans's.

I'm disappointed in myself. Yep. I'm afraid to accept the truth. What if it turns out that my guess is right. Clara's calling. Even more afraid, because I don't know what to do if it turns out all my suspicions are true.

How am I supposed to behave to Brother Hans if my suspicions turn out to be true? Throwing a cell phone in his face? Burning it? Am I satisfied with just cursing Hans's brother? Or is it better if I come to Clara and beat her up? What should I say to my children?

Stupid me!! I didn't plan anything for myself.

Not brave and unable to accept the reality, I finally chose silence, not asking and swallowing this bitter in my heart.

Sorry, but I'm not that loud....

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Erika's shoulders decayed, her hands stirring the food in front of her. Ten minutes he was pensive, and during that time Hans had not returned from the toilet.

"I want to go home." asked Erika as soon as Hans returned to the table. Though you could say the food ordered is still intact.

"Why don't you eat Moms?" Hans slightly lowered his head and rubbed Erika's.

The swipe that actually made Erika's eyes feel heated.

"I..mindful.." Erika's voice slightly hoarsely held back the cry.

Hans noticed Erika's ecapression well, then exhaled.

"Whatever you're from, you're happy, Moms."

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"Sir Hans, I really need someone to talk to." Erika rests her head on the back of the car seat. Erika was silent for a moment to compose the word.

"Usually your friends consult about marriage to you. I want to." too."

"of courses. You're also my friend, my best friend, my wife." Hans' voice trembled slightly.

There's no way Hans didn't realize what was going through Erika's mind. They've been together too long, there's nothing to hide.

"If my husband likes another woman, what should I do? Suppose, I find proof, my husband is unfaithful.....do I have to go?.... Or how?"

Slow - slow, Erika said word for word, her eyes glaring straight at the still bustling streets.

"As my best friend, my brother, my best friend, what do you think is best for me? And my children..."

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