Behind The Divorce
Chapter 47. Bad Smell's

Hadya arrived at the main house at 7am. Just getting out of the car, Sania had greeted him in front of the main door of the mega building with her hands folded over her chest. From afar Hadya had seen it and remained indifferent.

“Why are you here early in the morning?” ask Hadya pleasantries and without affectionate greetings as usual.

Since long ago in a small heart Hadya always hoped that his wife could change over time. In fact, the years change, the seasons change, Sania is still Sania.

An annoyed whisper sounded from Sania's mouth. “Mama should have asked. Papa from anywhere until just got home this morning?”

Not wanting to bother, Hadya continued to move on without caring if Sania was waiting for her. He even passed the demonic woman just like that.

“I'm busy.” Very short and impressed.

“By what? Why office?” Following her husband from behind.

“Otherwise so? You, ‘kan, know yourself,” said Hadya while continuing to step.

“It's not Lean's responsibility? He should be busier than Papa. Not the other way around. The kid's been anywhere, anyway, lately?” Sania's intonation began to sound irritated and heightened.

Hadya suddenly stopped her steps and turned to look at the wife's face sharply.

“Why?” hadya asked in a low but firm voice full of intimidation. “Why do you suddenly care about my son? Since when?” That sharp gaze frightened Sania and retreated her steps. “Why is it that Lean doesn't take care of the company and I handle everything? Wh why? What's your problem, huh? Do you want to scold her?” Hadya's face flashed furiously once this time.

Sania's body trembled in fear from seeing such a frightening change in Hadya's face. This face had not been Hadya showing for a long time. The last time Sania got such a look was when Cecilia made a mistake and Sania covered everything.

“Listen, Sani. You have no right to do that, and never try to judge him because I have not given you that right. The mama's call she made was just a formality, there's nothing special between you and my son. And I'm warning you to stop teasing or playing with my son's life. If only you dared to do that, there would be no place for you anymore in this house!” Hadya ended her speech with a threat that made Sania's footing suddenly limp.

The middle-aged man turned his body around and immediately passed from before Sania. The woman's body immediately slumped slowly and sat on the floor while staring at Hadya's departure with a pushy look.

Could it be that he already knew everything just like Tamara had said? Will this be the end of all my games? No, no, no, no ….

Sania nodded while shaking her head strongly. He is not willing and may never be willing if he has to lose this luxury. Sania was so frightened at this moment.

I have to do something immediately. Can't lose. Yes, you can't lose. Get up and do something, Sania.

Meanwhile, in the room, Hadya immediately cleans the body and then changes clothes and gets ready to go to the office. The middle-aged man who still looks dashing and dignified is staring himself in the mirror while styling his hair to look more tidy.

From the reflection in the mirror, Sania who is now standing behind her with a tray containing a cup of coffee and breakfast. Hadya finished the activity with her hair and was about to step out, but Sania tried to hold it back.

“Pa, even if papa is angry with mom, but please have breakfast before going to the office, well.” Sania tried to smile as if nothing had happened before.

“Thank you, I've had breakfast since.”

After saying that, Hadya soon passed leaving Sania in a sad and emotional solitude.

Si*dw.

“Sabar, Sania .. Patience. Calm yourself and figure out what you have to do.”

The breakfast she had prepared for her husband, was enjoyed by herself.

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In the office, Hadya is being messed with work pending since yesterday. I don't know how many hours Hadya struggled with the reports that were placed on Lean's desk. Aidam and Jerry faithfully accompany and are ready to do all the commands of Hadya.

“Jerry, you came with me this afternoon to take Lean to the hospital. But after the meeting is over.”

“Good, Master!”

Day time is now greeting and approximately after 2 hours have passed, Hadya has finished leading the meeting. The middle-aged man seemed to be in a hurry to return as soon as possible and saw the state of the son. Jerry was assigned to accompany him, while Aidam remained in the office to directly monitor the performance of the employees.

While driving, Hadya and Jerry's car arrive at Sanjaya's other residence. Again Hadya stepped quickly because he could not wait to see the state of his son.

Arriving at the son's room, Hadya was only able to breathe a sigh of relief because he found the young twin of his youth was lying down while playing a square cheek object in his hand with a very serious face.

“Lean,” greet Hadya. “What are you doing?” Get closer to the bed.

“Papa?” A little surprised at the arrival of the father. “Papa from office?” tanyakanya.

“Iya, Son. Where maybe papa let your work pile up with your condition like this. But how are you feeling today? Papa clay seems to have been much better than yesterday.”

“Mafin Lean who has made Papa dizzy with work in the office.” Feeling bad for his father. “Today is pretty good, Pa. Nausea is just as slightly reduced. Still dizzy–”

“Good day, Sir. Sorry can–”

Jerry's words came to a halt as Lean raised a hand toward him as a sign to stop talking. In addition, Lean's hand is also used to cover the nose.

“Jerry, did you change your perfume? Why does it smell bad?” Lean spoke with an expression of disdain and returned nauseous.

“Hah? I'm not–”

Jerry was suddenly silent as Lean with a lightning-fast motion grabbed her blanket and ran towards the bathroom.

What kind of pain is it, sir?

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