Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 242 The First Day after the Incident

Dinda took her breath in. Without notice, today is already Monday. That means he has to get into the office. His sick leave is over. However, this time Dinda did not just go to the office as usual. The challenges await him ahead.

Yesterday, after missing the quality time together, Arya finally gave Dinda her phone. He didn't just give it to her. First, Arya apologizes because she accidentally read the message there.

Furthermore, before returning the phone, Arya gave advice to his wife first. Provide support and encouragement so that he can face whatever message he will see there.

What's there must have come from all sides. Starting from social around the office of people who know him, social around the office for those who do not know him, management related to his work, and various other comments that may appear on social media.

“Din, I know It’s hard and too much for you. You are still young. This is your first job. This is your first social environment. This is your first career. Believe me, I know It means so much to you. I am here and always here for you.”, said Arya put both hands on his wife's shoulder. Staring at him was intense and gave him strength.

“Mas Arya has not read the message here?”, asked Dinda. 

“Arya shakes. I'm your husband, but I'm sure there's some privacy to take care of. If you will, I will see it together. But if not, I leave it to you. It's just, whatever difficulties you receive, plis let me know.”, said Arya next. 

It seemed, this was the second time he had spoken more than Dinda. This time, Arya must really convince his wife that he has a lot of support system. Especially the person who is currently beside her and always will be. 

Linda thought for a moment. 

“If you need, I will read it with you.”, said Arya staring doubt in his wife's face. It was as if he was not ready to open his phone. 

I don't know what's going to happen there. 

Flashback finished 

“Honey?”, call Arya when he sees his wife still silent in front of the mirror.

“Hn?”, said Dinda turning to smile at Arya who was outside the bathroom.

“You need someone to bathein?”, asked Arya jokingly.

The man leaned his body against the bathroom door while staring intensely lovingly at his wife.

“Ih... om - om flirtatious start again deh.”, said Dinda immediately rejected Arya's offer and closed the door.

"Ha-ha-ha", Arya shakes her head - bells.

Dinda thinks maybe she's the one who's becoming more and more in love with Arya. Arya thought otherwise. More and more days, he is getting drowned in his love for his wife. Her cute and small behavior makes Arya enter a new world that she never expected before. Far from her type but Arya never thought if actually such a woman that she might have wanted all along.

Without Dinda noticing, Arya's crisp joke was able to make her laugh and erase the heavy thoughts in her head. Immediately after closing the bathroom door, Dinda smiled. She knew Arya wasn't serious and just wanted to make her laugh. Dinda likes that side of Arya.

The side that only he can see. The side he doesn't give to just anyone. The side where Dinda fell more and more in love with her husband.

Arya, the man went inside his study. There are some documents that he must see before starting the meeting later at the office. Time is also very early in the morning.

Turning to the right, there is a shirt and suit belonging to Arya that has been neatly hung.

Dinda who tase it. In fact, Inggit had actually forbidden Dinda not to need to do that because there was already Bi Rumi.

But, Dinda insisted. As a result Inggit to find a model of steam iron that is easier to use for Dinda.

The girl did not want to underestimate little things like this. Although simple and can be done by others. Although sometimes she has to give extra time, but the clothes of her husband, it is better for her to prepare it.

About thirty minutes later, Arya had seen Dinda going back and forth from the closet to the dresser, then back again. The new thing Arya learned since the girl began to be comfortable in her room is, Dinda often does not believe in herself and can change the clothes she has been wearing.

As it is now. Five minutes ago, Arya saw from her study, the girl was already wearing a long-sleeved linen shirt and material pants in matching colors. Then he moved to the toilet and suddenly put on the outer. Maybe she had changed her clothes into another model.

Dinda repeatedly checks whether this is suitable or not. He was like a photo of a model who walked back and forth demonstrating all the designs of clothes.

“Honey, you want to go to the office or want to cosplay?” model photos, cried Arya from inside her study. He deliberately left the door open in order to see if his wife was ready or not.

It's not that they don't have much time to be ready. However, Arya only pity if his wife has to move - barren and can make him easily tired.

There was no response from Dinda. But not long after, suddenly he appeared at the door.

“Mas Arya, is this good? Stylish huh? Rise in the mood? Hem.. Doesn't look like a pregnant woman, does it? Or I wear a cream color, yes to be more neutral. I think the color green might improve the mood.”, asked Dinda spinning parodying some poses before her.

“What do you want to look stylish in front of whom? If you dance for me, I don't need to be stylish. For me, sexy is enough.”, said Arya smiling ignorantly.

Dinda could only put her lips together.

“Om, it's morning om. It can't be flirty - flirt.”, Dinda replies to Arya's non-serious comments.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha.. dare yes call ‘om’ - ‘om’. Who the hell is dancing for? Besides if it is not morning we want to do?”, said Arya again asked again.

“Hm HR? So that once entered the room, I was impressed not down but precisely with a towering work spirit. So that they know that I have potential. How's it? The clothes are already supportive yet? Or need to be more formal? Did I wear a blazer, huh? Mama Inggit once bought me blazer.”, Dinda looks very busy.

"Huh...should I be jealous of a man like James?", said Arya seemed to disagree that Dinda paid such attention just to meet HRD. Even if he knows what his objective is.

“You want a job interview, use blazer?”, asked Arya.

“Oh yes, very formal. But Arya often wears a suit. Yes. although almost never wear a tie.”, said Dinda still faithfully standing in front of her husband's workspace.

“Several intense days with me, you forgot who I am?”, Arya said in her formal style.

“Good Morning Mr. Arya. I'll be ready in about 5 minutes. Mr. Arya please wear his clothes, yes. I have hung it neatly there.”, said Dinda in her formal style immediately covered to the dressing table.

Arya nodded - nodding like a young executive.

“Bismillah.”, Dinda finally decided to put on the shirt she is now wearing.

Whatever he wears will not make him confident if from the inside there is no confidence at all. Dinda must have that confidence and whatever the clothes, she sure can still be maximal.

Furthermore, Dinda only needed to make her face look brighter. Anyway, no one should see him down, stress, and so on. Today was the first day he worked again after yesterday's incident. I hope people forget. But still it is not comfortable to see the views of people to him later.

By encouraging her appearance, she hopes it can channel her self-confidence.

30 minutes ago, he was still bowed in front of the mirror thinking about how this day would go. The mood is back 180 degrees. The nervousness was still the same, but the nervousness was embellished with enthusiasm to work again.

It was like the first time he entered work as an intern. Don't know anybody. It all feels foreign. But, seeing Arya in front of him, Dinda knows very well that this is no longer the first day of entering work as an intern. Arya is real.

The man who once could only he peeked at the reflection of the elevator wall is now following his day.

“Perfumnya not the fragrant - fragrant.”, said Arya has appeared from behind.

The man put his briefcase one of the nightstands close to the exit before inching closer to his wife.

“Why? HRD does not like to smell the perfume mas?”, asked Dinda plain. He really thought it was like that.

“Harumnya can only be for me.”, said Arya kissed his wife's neck from behind.

Dinda slightly raised her shoulders because it was a sudden attack.

"What about Arya? The smell must have been smelled by someone else. Especially at that time, it seemed that Arya was very close to Miss Susan" said Dinda turned around.

Dinda did not forget that she liked the fragrance of Aryan perfume. The man's presence could be felt for him just by smelling his perfume. In fact, the man only sprayed a little.

She was done wearing her hijab.

"Susan?", asked Arya to confirm with a smile looking at his wife's reflection in the mirror. Captivating.

"Hn", replied Dinda with an expression waiting for an answer.

They communicate with each other through mirror reflection.

"Ha-ha. are you jealous of Susan?", asked Arya laughing crisply.

"Not jealous, but Arya's too close to him. And the view of Ms. Susan also hinted that she liked Aryan mas.", said Dinda forward and closer to her husband.

Although Dinda did not have any serious relationship experience with any man before marrying Arya, but a little bit she can feel when there are other women who like Arya. Instead, he was not aware of people who liked him.

Dinda justifies some parts of the suit and also the Aryan shirt to make it look neater. He then moved towards Arya's neck as if wanting to kiss. Arya was waiting for that.

"Hmm.. tuh scented.", said Dinda.

Arya was immediately disappointed when she realized, Dinda did not want to smell it but just wanted to smell the perfume she was wearing.

"Okee, it seems we can't argue about it. I just wear it a little bit. I see you too" said Arya.

Then, Arya pointed at her cheek after Dinda finished her tiptoe.

"Hn?", Dinda doesn't understand Arya's intentions.

"Ah... ", not long after, Dinda noticed it immediately.

Arya has put up a swing to give her cheek to Dinda. But once Dinda's lips were close to her cheeks, Arya shifted her face and her lips were stuck to his wife's lips. As Dinda was shocked and was about to get off her tiptoes, Arya grabbed immediately by Dinda's waist to slightly prolong their pagutan.

"Mas Arya cheated.", Dinda scolded when they were done.

"Hm? Where are the cheats?", asked Arya pura - pura do not understand.

"So the Aryan mas pointed at the cheek" said Dinda protesting.

"I didn't know you were going to do it and I turned. Who's the surprise..."

"Neither believe. Anyway, Arya is cheating" said Dinda when Arya had not had time to finish her sentence.

"Yes, this is take again" said Arya slightly lowered her body position and gave her lips to Dinda.

"Ih. apa - akan.", said Dinda refused by shifting Arya's body backwards.

"Ha-ha, yes, if you do not want to be returned again", Arya smiled back.

"Where can be returned" said Dinda sent a manyun expression to Arya.

"So how was it? Are you jealous of Susan?", asked Arya to reopen the topic.

"Engga.", said Dinda did not admit it.

"Why ask?"

"Huuu. but that doesn't mean you shouldn't ask about Miss Susan. Before I was unconscious, but it seems like Arya and Miss Susan are very close" Dinda said.

"Say not jealous but ask - ask continues.", said Arya.

"It's that close" said Dinda.

"Me and Susan are just old friends. What about you and your team. Bryan, Andra, not to mention the one in my division. I don't know?" said Arya.

"They're not serious. They were just kidding", replied Dinda.

"How did you realize Susan's existence was probably as you said. Just like that I was aware of Bryan and Andra's whereabouts" Arya told Dinda.

"I love Arya" said Dinda.

"Tiba - arrived?", he asked with a smile.

Dinda shakes.

"It's been a long time" Dinda smiled and hugged her husband.