
After that day, Aira and Affan's relationship grew closer. They no longer hesitate to throw compliments and do romantic things when alone.
Affan no longer hesitated to give or ask Aira a kiss. However, until now they have not had a husband and wife relationship. As much as possible Affan held it so that the Thanksgiving event was carried out first.
Today Affan asked his driver to pick up Aira to deliver lunch for him.
To show an adult impression, Aira polished thin makeup on her face. Although not menor but the impression of an adult was seen with natural makeup and nude color lipstick on her lips.
Aira's arrival invited the attention of the company's employees. They wondered who she was that dared to enter the office without waiting to be invited.
Aira is a friendly person. He still greeted the employees he met by lowering his head and smiling. However, the employees still gossiped about him and found him disrespectful.
It should be Affan who should be blamed for this because he kept calling Aira even though he knew by now that his wife had been in his office.
"Mas Affan, I'm already on the top floor" Aira told him his position.
"Yes, I see you," replied Affan who saw Aira from the CCTV camera.
"You just keep going, about three rooms from where you are there is a hallway. You turn right and look at the sign above the door, President Director," Affan explained.
"Good, Mas."
Aira walked following the directions from Affan and not until five minutes had she reached the room in question.
Aira was just about to knock on the door but Affan had already opened it first. They both smile when they look at each other.
"Come in!" Affan let Aira in and followed her behind.
Aira observed the details of the room and gave a judgment. Neat, simple, and elegant. These three values he mentioned were actually not enough to describe the entire state of being in the room.
"This office is so cool" praised Aira.
After putting Affan's lunch on the table, he held Affan's oversized chair.
"If you want, you can try it. It looks like you'd look different sitting in that chair" Affan joked.
"Mas Affan can do it." Aira looks wrong.
"Don't be like this, Mum. It's in the office. Shame if anyone sees it" whispered Aira.
"God, there is no Aira. Only Bimo would often enter my room without knocking on the door, but don't worry about him meeting at a location far enough away. Maybe he's only been back in at least an hour." Affan corrected his sitting position.
For various reasons, Affan wants Aira to bribe him. Aira complied and did her orders well. Although her movements were not so free, Aira did not protest as Affan continued to embrace her.
"Will Mas Affan eat more?" asked Aira after she finished feeding Affan.
"No, I just want dessert."
Aira looks confused. His face was so sorry for not bringing what Affan wanted.
"Why? You're not willing to give me a little kiss?" ask Affan.
"But ...." Aira could not continue her words because Affan had taken over her lips.
Beyond Affan's prediction, Bimo came early. As usual she went straight into the room without knocking on the door and saw her Boss kissing.
Affan and Aira were shocked when they heard the door open and closed quickly. They saw Bimo standing leaning against the door with a pile of maps in his arms.
"Sorry, Boss. I didn't see anything" said grimacing and feeling misbehaved.
***
At Roland's company,
Roland continued to interfere with his project that was being worked on by the association of young entrepreneurs. To date, he does not know who is fighting.
Secretly the special supervisor of the association of young businessmen always recorded the sabotage action carried out by Roland's men. They cannot accuse without evidence and must find out the mastermind behind the disturbances.
"I'm sure you'll incur a huge loss and become Affan's bankrupt." Roland smiled wickedly as he looked at his portrait with Amanda.
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