Husband For Keara
Abstinence

Keara looked at the astonished scenery before him. A couple surrounded by colorful winged butterflies fluttered around the two. Closer to each other with the arms linked, as if reluctant to be far apart even a inch. Emitting a successful loving aura makes him envy undeniable.

That's right Muthia said. This god class bucin anyway..

"This is Arman's sister, baby.. Bi Marni's son, used to work at my mom's house. But now he's retired." Daniel told his wife. Marsya nodded in understanding.

"Yes brother.. Arman used to love ngintipin Den Daniel studied. I love reading the book Den Daniel. Eh. finally financed college with Daniel. Trus is now his assistant with Daniel as well.." Keara added a story spice that she found interesting.

"Oh yeah? I just found out about this story.." Marsya looked at Daniel for an explanation. The gaze and smile full of admiration of a wife on the figure of her husband was emanated clearly.

"Yes, honey.. But Arman is smart and competent. I can see that. Besides I didn't fully fund it, because in the middle of the road he got a scholarship.." Daniel kept sweeping his wife's shoulders. The eyes full of love never come out.

Marsya nodded as she turned her eyes towards Daniel.

"It turns out the world is narrow.. His sister is Arman, Muthia's schoolmate." as late as Marsya.

"Now I want to work in the cafe of Marsya's sister, Daniel's wife. Mas Arman became the aspri Den Daniel, and Den Daniel was his mother's employer. Hihihii's.. I think my family is really destined for the cooperation of the Wijaya family continue yaa." Keara added while chuckling. It could really be a story for mom and mas Arman at home later.

"Call me mas only, Keara." said Daniel. "Now work first in the cafe, later after graduating college can work in my office. Isn't that right, baby?" Daniel looked back at his wife. As if whatever he said must be accompanied by approval from Marsya.

Marsya nodded while smiling at her husband. Then he said, "Yes, K. working in a cafe is more flexible time. You can go to work in the morning or evening.. Adjust the same schedule of your final-duty counseling."

"Yes sis.."

Next, the conversation flowed smoothly. Starting from how little Keara and Arman love to peek at Daniel and Sandra playing. The story of Muthia's pregnancy. The story of Keara who twice failed to get married.Yeah this is quite surprising, because Keara did not expect Mas Arman to tell his love story to his boss in the office. What a strange boss-assistant relationship.

Not to forget Marsya also provides a brief knowledge of the mechanism of work at Firstlove cafe, what are his jobdesc, vision and mission, complete with the history of the establishment of firstlove cafe. With interspersed with jest, without feeling the time has passed more and more afternoon.

Marsya massaged the base of her nose. His face also looked pale although a smile continued to grow there but as the husband was on standby, Daniel could catch the tired face of his wife.

"Keara, we rest first huh.. You just relax here with Muthia." concluded Daniel. Just get off the couch and embrace Marsya.

"You order food from ojol.. Brother's not cooking, Muthia.."

Muthia nodded, but Keara politely declined. "Sorry brother Marsya, Muthia, den. uh mas Daniel.. I'm just going home after this. It's late." It's late afternoon."

Keara can't wait to tell her meeting today with Den. uh mas Daniel to Arman's mother and mas. Also about the new job he got suddenly. Arman's mom and dad must have been shocked. But also listen to this news. Understandably, the services of the Wijaya family to his family are not cans. It will not be reciprocated, even though Keara and Arman work 24 hours a day.

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🌹 Arman, at PT. MD First

Arman hurried to finish his work. Make a letter of cooperation with partner companies after the meeting last afternoon. The director came home after the meeting. A fresh wind for him. No need to overtime today.

Sari, the director's secretary was seen coolly calling and joking with laughter at the office intercom connection. When a female guest came right in front of her desk.

poke! poke!

The guest knocks on the secretary's desk with the tip of his fingernail. For the sake of making the people in this room realize his arrival.

"Oh," Sari rounded her eyes. Surprised looking at the female guest knocking on her desk. "B-bu Merry's.. An afternoon goal, how can I help you?"

Arman, who keeps sinking his eyes in the laptop screen, is unaware of the arrival of the female guest. The guest must have walked past. His eyes were immediately fixed on the woman wearing a blazer suit and a maroon-red knee-length skirt.

"Sir Daniel's in his room?" ask Merry Ma. Arman kept watching the woman's back. Waiting as he might have to answer Bu Merry's question about the whereabouts of his Boss.

"Sorry Mom.. Daniel sir is home. Anything to tell?" answer Sari.

Arman again guessed the word line per word in type his laptop. Make sure nothing's wrong before printing it.

From the corner of Arman's eyes could tell that Merry several times glanced at him. It makes him awkward. So awkward he felt his neck stiff. Unable to look in the direction where Mrs Merry is currently standing.

And indeed only a Meryana Sutanto who always acts beyond reason can be tolerated by Arman. The director of the partner company casually said,

"Nothing.. I just talked to Arman. I happen to want to find him too."

Without a burden the woman breezed toward Arman's desk. No matter what other people hear her say. No matter the prejudice that can arise in the minds of others caused by the sentence 'I also want to find him.' .

Deg.

'Duh! Why is it in front of Sari anyway..? It could be the months of gossip in the office if the gini anyway.' Inner Arman.

She wanted to put her head on the laptop screen. To get into the 16inc box object and can not be found again. As soon as he caught Mery's figure getting closer to his desk.

"Man, how are you?" Say Mery. Leisurely pulled the chair in front of Arman. While Sari who was left just like that was dumbfounded to see Mery quickly darting away from the table. And now he was sitting gracefully in front of Arman.

"Well, ma'am." replied Arman stammering. As always. Every time Ms. Merry asked her to speak privately in a public place. Unshackled aling-aling implies a smile that Arman knows clearly his purpose is to tease her.

Since their meeting at Mr. Daniel's wedding six months ago, Ms. Merry has often been outspoken about Arman's sweet attitude. Even the woman never hesitated even in front of Daniel, and in front of subordinates in his office. Beuuhh.The real definition of 'son of sultan mah freely', more or less so.

Even more upsetting, Mr. Daniel always teases him. Mengerling then deliberately left him alone with Merry. With such a scenario of course. Until he can't squirm and dodge anymore.

It was only a 10 to 15 minute conversation. The longest ever 30 minutes. But of all that time, it was only spent listening to Mery's daily stories, about his life in Singapore while still in college, about Mery's work and the pressure felt while assuming high positions at a young age. About the..

"Yeah I didn't see you.. A month is there a time..?" seloroh Mery cut off his reverie.

Throughout Arman's memory, it was approximately a month long he did not meet Mery. In addition to no work affairs, his last chat with Mery a month ago is also suspected to be one of the causes.

"Now there are enough stories about me. Replace you." said Merry at the time. A month ago, when they had a meeting outside the office.

Somehow the code that Mery gave to Mr. Daniel, until Mr. Daniel left him at the restaurant alone with Bu Mery. Damned.

Ah, not wanting to curse Mr. Daniel actually. Just a little angry at the situation. Circumstances that make it not wart. Every time he comes in contact with a Meryana Sutanto. He wanted to escape quickly and disappear. Disappeared without a trace.

"Nothing exciting about my life, ma'am.."

"It's not interesting I want to keep hearing." - Mery quickly. He took a sip of the last drop of his orange juice.

Arman was silent for a long time.

5 Minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes..

And then he said, "There's really nothing to tell Mom.."

There was a deep, heavy breath coming from Mery. The woman felt her efforts 4 months back did not bear significant results. Arman's attitude remains rigid, awkward, restrictive. Arman built a high and sturdy defensive wall. Impenetrable to even be torn down by a Meryana. Makes Mery furious and not out of thought what his shortcomings are.

"I've often said, if we're chatting privately or alone as we are today, call me Ana. Just ana. Without Mom. Keep not talking formally. Keep going. however everyday you are, I want to hear, I want to know, even though you will cherry...." Mery attacked him again. With a series of sentences that have often stopped by Arman's ears for the past 4 months. But only this time Arman dared to cut off Mery's words.

"Sorry ma'am" cut Arman. He had run out of ways to escape. "I'm here at the moment, no more because of my respect for Mr. Daniel. Because of Mr. Daniel's orders to keep me here. Not more."

Arman could not remember Mery's words. Arman only remembers Mery leaving after hearing his honest remarks, with red eyes holding back anger. Leaving Arman in a hurry. Trying to hide the pushy gazes adorned with tears.

Arman thought it was his last meeting with Mery. At least a private meeting. After he belies all efforts to approach Mery with honest sentences that hurt, Arman thought no longer need to respond to the approach of the big boss (the beautiful) of the company's Grade A associates this company.

But bad luck still lingers on him. The woman who had left a month ago in anger, was now sitting sweetly in front of her as if nothing had ever happened. What the hell?

"Man," Merry keeps one map on his desk. "This is a file for Mr. Daniel tomorrow morning.. After studying, please have Mr. Daniel call me. Soon."

"Well, ma'am." Arman briefed.

"Emmm.. Can you ask for help, Man?"

Arman raised his eyebrows.

"Take me home." Mery grimacing. Showing a row of white teeth and neat. "I didn't bring a car, I was here to take an online taxi."

Arman. What a request that could provoke the suspicion of anyone who heard it. A General Manager of an elite company asks to be escorted home by him, who is no more than an ordinary staff. Really makes the breath.

"I ordered a taxi online, ma'am." - Sergeant Arman. He grabbed a cell phone that was stuck in the middle of the table. I want to order a taxi online through my phone. But unexpectedly, Mery with a more swift movement snatched Arman's phone.

"Not a taxi, Arman.. But same with you.." Mery picks up Arman's cell phone which he manages to reach. With a successful seductive tone makes the soul of kepo Sari tempestuous. **kin' sh***.

"Sorry Mom, I still have a lot of work."

"I'll wait."

"But I don't have a car."

"Wearing the motor is no problem."

"Sorry ma'am." Arman's voice rang out. He was running out of ways to refuse.

But it didn't last long. The help of God comes at the right time. Arman's phone in Mery's hand shook. A call came in that saved him

Keara...

"W-who?" mery asked with a surprised look.

"My sister." Arman answered quickly. Don't want to miss the chance to get his phone back. "Can you please give me my phone?" said Arman.

A relief, Arman can get back his phone, as well as see Mery who went away without throwing strange requests again.

But, wait.

Wh why? Is something wrong?

Arman felt an awkwardness. Even when Mery's figure is no longer visible. How could the insistent woman directly leave without saying any more? Without attacking, ask to be brought home again? Is something wrong?

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