After Talak Tiga

After Talak Tiga
Fiesta


After Arya's meeting with Ibra, Arya then called some employees back, to join the cooperation team with the Space Company led by Ibra.


"Mila, you were called by the boss, told to go into his room" said one of the employees there.


Mila, who is still working on some of her tasks, is automatically delayed because the call from her boss is more important than the task she is currently working on.


"Huh, maybe Aryan Boss called me because there is additional work," Mila's inner voice as she stepped her foot into Arya's room.


Geck.


Geck.


Geck.


The sound of knocking on the door was knocked by Mila from outside.


"Excuse me, sir" said Mila, knocking slowly on the door of Arya's room.


"Please go in" said Arya from the inside a little loudly, to be heard by people from outside.


Hearing the words of his boss, Mila then entered just like that and directly faced Arya.


"Excuse me sir, did you call me?" ask Mila politely.


"Yes, it's true Mila I call you, because there is something I want to discuss related to this company's cooperation with our clients," replied Arya slowly, while stealing a glance at Mila.


"Oh, well sir, is there anything I can help you with, for cooperation with this client, sir?" ask Mila back.


"Yes there, because this is cooperation with a considerable investment, he said, so I sent you to be a part of it and later you are the representative who is the chairman in this cooperation Mila," explained Arya who then tried to talk seriously with Mila.


"Alright sir, if you trust me in cooperation this time, then I will go in it and I will try my best" replied Mila who made Arya smile, because of the determination and ambition Mila looks in his eyes so as the Boss, make Arya happy because it has subordinates who are so ambitious in work.


After Mila and Arya talked about the form of cooperation, then Mila signed the contract agreement, but when after signing the contract, then, Mila just realized that the company that works with her boss is a company owned by her ex-husband himself.


"The Ibra Jaya Company," muttered Mila who was still clearly heard in Arya's ears.


"True, it's the name of the company that will work with us," added Arya who made Mila shocked, because it can be ascertained that in the future, Mila will definitely meet with Ibra, her ex-husband.


"Well, since the owner of the company we work with will hold a banquet, then we must face Mila, if we are invited directly by her," arya said that made Mila back in shock, but after that with lightning fast, Mila tried to normalize herself again.


"Well sir, I'm going to come too, because it's not ethical if we don't attend the invitation" said Mila who inevitably had to attend the event her ex-husband, but this time Mila also of course had to prepare mentally strong, if her ex-husband again harassed her.


After returning home from work, Mila immediately got ready to go to the party, but before that Mila asked her parents to help take care of Andrew and also her son Syifa.


"Mama, Mila tipped the children yes, because Mila had to attend a business event from colleagues working with the company where Mila worked," exclaimed Mila who then responded to a nod by her Mama.


After leaving her children, Mila then waited for Arya, her boss to leave together to go to the party of her ex-husband.


No need to wait a long time, finally the long-awaited came too, where Arya's car was right in front of her house.


Before leaving, Mila returned to her mother and also to her children. Only then did Mila get into Arya's car.


"Are you ready, Mila?" ask Arya.


"Already sir," answered Mila briefly and then Arya immediately drove her car.


The journey that takes almost an hour more, makes Mila bored, what else is currently between her and Arya just quietly, without any talk.


"Oh, very bored indeed there is no talkative," the inner Mila who set her gaze toward the outside of the car glass.


When he began to saturate, at that time they finally reached his place.


"Let's get down to Mila" said Arya slowly as she opened her car door for Mila.


"Yes sir" Mila answered, and after they entered the party, they walked with each other.


Meanwhile, on the other hand Ibra is also waiting for the arrival of Mila as well as to show off her partner, Siska, because tonight Ibra will give a surprise to Mila in the form of her engagement with Siska.


While looking the other way, Ibra saw Mila who walked hand in hand with Arya, even without realizing Ibra was a little amazed at the beauty of his ex-wife. However, a second later Ibra immediately clenched her hands, because just divorced with her, Mila instead established a relationship with her own boss, Ibra thought.


"Ck, indeed the base of the prostitute, just divorced me, now instead directly walk together with another man," inner Ibra who stared intently at the two.


As if, Ibra saw Mila and Arya were his enemies, but without Ibra realizing it was actually the anger he had due to his jealousy seeing Mila together with other men.


Back with Arya and also Mila, who are currently approaching towards Ibra, and Arya uses this opportunity to hold Mila's hand.


"I'm sorry, I borrowed your hand for a while, because I'm embarrassed because I don't have a partner that I have to hold" Arya said in a shy voice, because all this time he was still single or did not have a partner at all.


Arriving in front of Ibra, Arya greeted him who was then followed by Mila.


"How are you Mr. Ibra," said Arya.


"My good news is Mr. Arya, how about you, it seems that today you look very happy, what else is now on your side there is a beautiful woman," said Ibra who was indeed he addressed to Mila, who is a beautiful woman, although impliedly.


"Ah, you could be Mr. Ibra, oh yes introduce this Mila, the chairman of the marketing division who will be the chairman in handling our cooperation project this time," obviously Arya who then introduced herself to Ibra, her ex-husband.


When Mila shook Ibra's hand, she could feel that Ibra was shaking her hand very hard, even by deliberately squeezing her hand, to make Mila complain of pain.