YUMNA AZZURA'S

42. Haider Jealous?

Trings.

The sound of the sound on Yumna's phone is heard. Yumna immediately opened her phone and read the message. A smile immediately on his lips.

^^^Haidar 💌^^

^^I picked you up, we went home together!^^^

Yumna immediately typed a reply.

^^^Yumna 💌^^^

^^^OK.^^^

The message from Haidar did not feel that Yumna felt more excited.

"There's still an hour left!" Yumna said as she looked at the clock on her wrist. He immediately tried to finish his work.

Work hours are over. Yumna hurried to clean up her things. A smile remained faithful on his lips.

"The happy pieee! Got your axe, huh? Don't you can't wait to prepare, ahemm-ehemm!" Sisil teased Yumna, approached and pinched Yumna's cheek red. Vera and Rania join in berating Yumna making the girl blush her face.

"What the hell. Kepo!" Yumna shook Sisil's hand slowly.

"I sent video kam*sutra yes. Who knows how useful it is?!!" Vera blinked one eye.

"SURELY!!!" Sisil and Rania exclaimed making Yumna's face redder.

"Ye guys are shit. Already ah. Go straight home. Laden you guys don't have any overtime money!" yumna said as it passed. Vera, Sisil, and Rania laughed amusedly at Yumna who was walking away from them quickly.

Yumna stood in the lobby waiting for Haidar who came to pick her up. Five minutes of waiting for Haidar has not come yet.

"Yumna!" call someone.

"Eh. Hi Dion!" yumna Sapa.

"Again waiting for an invitation?" ask Dion. Yumna.

"What are you again? Waiting for an invitation too?" ask Yumna.

"Yes, I'm waiting for ojol. My car's in a repair shop, on strike." said Dion. While waiting, they spoke lightly. Dion was so stunned to see the ever-joyful Yumna. Although Yumna's appearance seems tacky, but Dion prefers to be compared with girls who always look prominent with tight clothes less material.

A black car stopped in front of the lobby. The car's door glass was lowered and a handsome man sat behind the wheel, waving his hand at Yumna with a big smile. Yumna waved her hand smiling happily when she saw Haidar.

"Dion, my invitation has come. Yes first!" pamit Yumna's. He nodded at Dion. Dion nodded back at Yumna.

'Who is that man? Well there seems to be this hidden intention!' inner Haidar, uncomfortable to see the closeness of Yumna with other men.

Yumna walked up and opened the car door. Sitting in the passenger seat. Haidar advanced and fitted the seatbelt for Yumna. Two seconds of Yumna pecking because of the treatment of Haidar. Haidar smiled as he glanced at the man who was surly looking at the closeness of Yumna and himself.

'Really. I think he has the same feeling as Yumna!' Haidar smiled triumphantly.

"Already safety. Ready?" asked Haidar after returning to his seat. Yumna nodded while feeling her abnormal heartbeat.

The car left the company area.

"Who is that guy? What's Yumna's boyfriend? Is that ring because they're already engaged?" muttered Dion slowly, feeling his chest that was painful and tight, but not because of heart disease or asthma.

Dion walked towards the basement, heading to his car. Because he wanted to chat with Yumna until he lied if his car was in the garage.

For almost an hour they drove. The streets are crowded due to the hours of office. Moreover, drizzle began to descend soaking the streets.

In the car there was silence. Haidar focused on driving, while Yumna was looking at the social media on her phone. Yumna smiled to herself when she saw the funny video of her favorite artist there.

"Such a cry, I've met the same guy gebetan huh?" ask Haidar.

"Who?" yumna asked without taking her eyes off.

"That was it!" Haidar glanced slightly at Yumna who was moving her finger over the screen.

"Oh, that one!" Yumna was again busy typing in the comments.

"Eh, what are you!" Yumna was trying to take her hp back.

Haidar stared at Yumna's phone screen.

'Hahh I guess again chat-tan same guy earlier!' Haidar smiled thinly, invisible.

"Well, take my hp all?!" Ask Yumna.

"See clock!" said Haidar then returned the phone to Yumna.

"But there's no need to grab my phone too! Can ask. You also wear a watch!" yumna Cibir.

"Gue forgot to wear a watch!" Yumna screeched bitterly, then re-typed on her phone screen.

Haidar returns his car, returns home.

Get home. Yumna and Haidar went inside.

"Mr. Which mama?" ask Haidar to the assistant who is cleaning the house.

"Not yet home, my mother!" said the assistant.

The two of them then went to the room. Haidar threw his briefcase on the sofa, then laid himself on the bed. Feeling sore in some parts of his body. Take off both shoes with your feet. Loosened his tie and unbuttoned two of his shirt. Haidar closed his eyes.

"Haidar, I took a shower first!" Yumna.

"Hmmm!" replied Haidar lazily.

Yumna immediately stepped into the bathroom. One by one in his clothes and thrown them into the laundry basket.

Thirty minutes later Yumna finished with her bath, she put a bathrobe and a small towel on her head. Seeing Haidar sleeping Yumna ventured to wake the man up.

"Dear!" shakes Haidar's shoulder. "Make there. I'm done!" Yumna.

Haidar simply brushed off Yumna's hand. "Emang Elo can sleep without taking a shower first! Hey bath. Elo's body stinks!" Yumna half exclaimed, starting to pull Haidar's hand.

"What the hell! Where my body stinks! Kiss it if you don't believe it!"

"Ih ogah! Gatel my nose kisses the smell of body elo!" yumna decih.

"Yee..., you don't believe that my body doesn't smell?" asked Haidar then he jerked Yumna's hand until the girl lost balance and fell right on top of Haidar's body. The towel on Yumna's head came off, until the wet hair was scattered over Haidar's face.

The distinctive fragrance of shampoo from wet hair Yumna felt another on Haidar's nose. Very-very fragrant. Haidar removed Yumna's hair from her face, she looked at Yumna's face.

Yumna was fixated, it felt like her body was suddenly stiff, unable to move because she looked into Haidar's warm eyes.

Haidar lowered his gaze on Yumna's lips, those thin red lips without lipstick were quite tempting.

Haidar swallowed his saliva with difficulty, accidentally seeing something that made his pants tight. Yumna's chest was clearly hanging there.

'Oh shit!'

"When do you want to be above me?" ask Haidar. Yumna regained consciousness and soon rose from the body of her contract husband.

"Gara-gara elo!" Yumna tidied up her bathrobe then tidied her hair. "Did you flirt with me?!" sewot Yumna's.

Haidar sat on the edge of the bed. "Can't believe I don't smell! So I'm allowing you to smell my body!" Haidar stood up.

"Currently, the smell is not good!" back whining, covering his heart that was not bad. Haidar laughed as he opened his work coat and kept it over Yumna's head.

"Haydasharrr!!" yumna shouted annoyed. Haidar immediately ran towards the bathroom while laughing loudly.

Yumna threw Haidar's suit on the floor, she muttered in annoyance. Then a second later he took back the suit and hung it in its place.

Yumna took her breath, trying to remain calm. He walked to the closet and opened it.

"Oh My God!"