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Chapter 250 Light Chat Bucin edition Part 2

“Which one would you like?”, asked Arya to his wife.

The look on her face even though from the direction of her gaze, Arya could only see the top of Dinda's head.

His lips kissed his wife's hair occasionally. He felt comfortable there.

The man plays with Dinda's hair, which has been untied.

The cold blow of AC made Dinda feel comfortable and warm on her husband's body.

“How about starting from the heavy first.”, said Dinda replied steadily.

Isn't the saying that assemble raft upstream swim later, sick first have fun later.

So, let's hear the heavy chat that will be delivered by Mr. Arya Pradana first before listening to the fun part.

“OK. About your career.”, said Arya softly with her baritone voice. Even so, it still emanated a serious aura from his face.

Again Dinda raised her head and set her eyes seriously on Arya. The girl was waiting for the next sentence from Arya

From Arya's tone there seems to be a follow-up sentence. But, after waiting for a while, Dinda never heard from Arya.

“What has HRD told mas separately?”, asked Dinda deg - degan. Finally, he dared to ask first.

“No, they didn't tell me apart. The problem about you is still handled by the relevant team. The one who will decide on internal matters remains James. I only consulted with Gerald.”, explained Arya.

"Sir Gerald?", Dinda may have met him but did not know the man.

Gerald is a Senior Vice President who only handles employees with senior manager level up.

No wonder Dinda didn't know.

"Hm.he's HR the senior level. You may have never met" replied Arya.

“Then?”, ask Dinda expectantly.

Whoever it was, she wished that someone had a different view of her position after her marital status was revealed.

“The best possibility you can get is the opportunity to complete an internal period without getting a promotion to become a permanent employee.”, said Arya.

Short, solid, and clear. That's how men answer questions related to business. The guy was straight on the point.

This time, the man did not ask Dinda to lay her body on the chest anymore because she knew how much this chatter meant to her.

The girl, although she did not look ambitious, but in her heart she was eager to work. Meniti career and work. Make money from your own efforts.

Arya could clearly see her spirit when several times involved a big meeting. The company did not choose the wrong intern. While regular employees may be tired of this meeting, but interns are very enthusiastic, including Dinda.

Several times when Dinda was asleep, she was idly looking at the notes - Dinda notes on the table.

Sometimes even though he had reached home, he still wrote some points to do list that he had to do tomorrow and what lessons he took today.

Dinda put it in a box and hid it in the wardrobe. Even so there is always a way for something to arise.

When Arya was changing clothes, she accidentally saw it because it was tucked between two pants. When the pants were pulled, the bottle fell.

Aryan did not read all, but only part. But even from some of the paper, Arya could tell how persistent his wife was.

“Sgratitude... right mas? What percent is the possibility.”, asked the excited Dinda.

The girl even made Arya's body like a study table.

“Aaak... You want us to keep chatting or do other things?”, at times - serious like this, Arya still had time - had time to tease Dinda.

But, how Arya is not tempting because she herself has also been tempted first. This girl probably did not realize how close the two of them were now. Dinda may be unconscious and used to it because her attention has been drawn entirely to important information regarding her career.

“Aak... uhuk uhuk.”, Arya until coughed - cough, when Dinda reflex patted her chest.

“Sorry - sorry Arya mas, I was completely accidentally.”, said Dinda quickly immediately rubbed - swab the chest of her husband, who a few seconds ago she pat.

“You want to tease me or want to teach me a lesson, why it hurts so.”, said Arya.

It hurts, but not that much. He likes to tease his wife. Especially make him panic.

“Continue?”, said Dinda impatiently hearing the continuation.

“Cium first.”, said Arya advancing a little of her lips.

Dinda immediately speechless can not believe if the man who said this in front of him is Mr. Arya Pradana. Men are the coldest even when compared to the brands of the famous refrigerator.

“Arya mas employees surely no one knows that Aryan mas like this.”, said Dinda.

He hasn't given me his kiss. Her eyes narrowed sharply towards her husband.

“Isn't it weird that they know I'm like this to women? Who else is this close?”, Arya said successfully made Dinda's heart beat immediately.

Instantly, he immediately woke up and turned his back to Arya. It's nothing - what. Dinda just wanted to check how fast her heart was beating at the moment. Is this still within normal limits.

Arya who was worried woke up. He hugged his wife from behind and took a sip of the scent from her neck.

“Hm? So want to know the continuation or not.”, said Arya who instead of making Dinda's heartbeat more calm but rather more racing.

“Mas Arya don't be.”, said Dinda makes Arya wonder.

“Hm? Don't what?”, asked Arya confused. He still hugged her tightly from behind.

“I can't breathe. My heart beats too fast.”, said Dinda honestly.

“Hahahahahahaha…. “, Arya finally could not resist her broken and echoing laughter in their room.

“Ihhh mas Arya.”, Dinda glanced slightly back as the man laughed widely.

“Fuh... any time I hold the power will not be able to cheat you tonight.”, said Arya tightened her embrace.

“Hn?”

One kiss landed on his wife's neck.

“Mas, not that we still want to continue the heavy conversation earlier.”, said Dinda trying to shift her head because the man still did not stop.

“Besok. Tomorrow will be holiday.”, said Arya was not focused on the conversation earlier.

“I was curious.”, said Dinda could no longer dodge because the man had already tried to flip her body.

“B-E-S-O-K”, Arya said right on his wife's face.

‘Hah’, there is no chance to make this man turn around.

Dinda has already unsealed it.

**********

In the morning, I was busy in the kitchen. Today, his fellow travelers will come here. It's time for Inggit's turn to host. Initially, Inggit had forgotten until the group chat arisannya full of talk about arisan this month yesterday.

Inggit really cursed himself because he was senile even though he felt he was still very young. She hasn't even had time to tell her children that tonight the house will be full.

Moreover, the enthusiasm of friends - Arisan Inggit friends leads to Arya's marriage. Both marriages were closed. Only the closest people who belong to a large family come.

He decided to force his son to stay at home after several times making a mess. Not infrequently Ibas who became direct family contact for the apartment security had to tell his mother that Arya was lying unconscious in the apartment lobby.

Although it was only occasionally, but Inggit no longer knew how embarrassed he was at that time. Somehow it got to the ears of his friends. Inggit was absent at several meetings.

Only this year he began to be radiant and active again until he did not remember that tonight was his house turn used.

“Bu, already told Den Arya not yet. Later Den Arya rampaged, Buk if arriving - there is a rame - rame outside the big family.”, said Bi Rumi who poult how the nature of one of his master's sons.

“Yes, auntie don't make me hang dong. I also want to tell him. Ouch.. today yes, why even his mother who is afraid of his son.”, said Inggit sighed.

“So it has not been Bu?”, asked Bi Rumi again, Inggit's response just now assessed has not answered his question at all.

“So I've been to his room, still in lock. It doesn't seem to be up yet. Know that I woke up at dawn.”, said Inggit.

“Indeed Den Arya has prayed shubuh, Mom?”, asked Bi Rumi in shock.

“Alhamdulillah already Bi. I don't know when exactly but about two weeks ago, I was going to check something into their room. Incidentally shubuh - shubuh. Trus Arya who opens the door, wear a sarong, and his face is richly wet, take ablution. I alesan aja go into dalem, it turns out really want to be ready - ready to pray worship worshipers shabuh.”, said Inggit told what he saw a few weeks ago.

“Wah.. awesome too yes, Mom. The change in Arya. But if the mosquito is still the same.”, continued Bi Rumi again.

“No, Aunty.”

“Makanya, I said to Den Arya if there are mothers - mother Arisan want to come. Hm. mother - the royal mother is 100x more concerned with her nonsense than Mrs Meri.”, said Bi Rumi gave a feeling that impressed hyperbole.

Tok tok tok tok tok tok

Inggit tries to knock on Arya's bedroom door. Several times he knocked, there was no sound from within.

“Thanks for sleeping together.”, commented Inggit.

He then turned to the other son. Inggit passed through his room. Chequek. The other child did not lock his room.

“Yaa ampuuuuuunnnnnn Ibasssssss... What are you doing?”, cried Inggit as soon as he opened the door and saw his daughter's room was like a garbage can.

Ibas is asleep and the game console is still on. Snacks and dry food littered. Some are already exhausted and some are only partially exhausted. There are some coffee cups and also soda drinks.

“This is you who finished yourself. This child.....”, said Inggit.

The sound of his scolding just now did not make Ibas flinch at all. Like a cat, he only had a moment to swerve and then sleep again among the pile of pillows. I don't know what it looks like now. Even in her hair there was pop corn.

“Ibasss...”, cried Inggit.

“Apasih ma? Ibas is still sleepy.. Unconscious.. Ibas forgot the door lock ma.... Mama ko can be here?”, Ibas just mumbled as he pleased.

He did not drink that strange - strange, but his condition was like a stoned person. Maybe he just went to bed a few minutes ago after playing all night.

“Awas. The apartment? No. You have to stay here until you get married. Crazy this kid. Hah... have only two boys but his behavior is terrible who has many children. The cold one is rich north pole, one is not clear.”, Inggit out of the room while closing back.

He could no longer even afford to be angry.

Today is the red date. The clock shows 6 o'clock past. But besides her, Kuswan and Bi Rumi, it seems that no one has come out of their room yet.

“Hm? Grandma?”, a tiny little creature just came out of the very end of the hallway.

“Safa.”, one of her twin grandchildren staggered still in their nightgown and also their random hair.

“Uyuyuyuyu darling grandma is awake? Samawa where?”, asked Inggit while holding his grandson.

“Still sleeping.”, Safa replied quietly.

He rubbed his eyes. As soon as she reached Inggit's sling, Safa put her to sleep drowning her face in her grandmother's arms. It seems the boy has not really woken up.

“You down with grandma or continue sleeping?”, asked Inggit.

“Tante Dinda where? Safa wants to play with aunt Dinda.”, said Safa raised her face and set her eyes on Arya and Dinda's room.

“Tante same om still sleeping dear. You want to be under the same grandma? Then grandma make a good breakfast, want?”, asked Inggit.

“Which mom is dear?”, asked Inggi again while kissing his granddaughter's gaunt.

“Mama still sleeping together, grandma. Safa had fled.

“Hm? Safa escaped?”

“Iya safa kira aunt Dinda is awake. Yesterday aunt Dinda promised to play today because of holiday.”, said Safa still trying to wake up by rubbing her eyes a little.

“Hm.. play both the same om Arya too huh? Play what?”, asked Inggit while bringing his grandson down.

“Engga play with aunt Dinda. Om Arya fierce.”, replied Safa who immediately made Inggit's laughter break.

“Ohiya? Om Arya fierce?”, asked Inggit deliberately fishing for information from his grandson.

“Iya. When Aunt Dinda wants to play. Om Arya said it can not be long - long play with aunt. Because aunt has it om. I just borrow.”, Safa replied trying to imitate how Arya style of time answered her like that.

“Hah? So Safa just borrowed. He said Arya, Aunt Dinda got him?”, asked Inggit again.

Safa nodded steadily.

“Ya already, later grandma help persuade om Arya let pinjemin aunty Dindanya long not for a moment.”, said Inggit.

***********

From Sarah

“Dim, today to the gym with yuk, mumpung holiday.”

Dimpled

“Sorry, Sar. I have an appointment. Next time we go to the gym. Infonya don't be impromptu.

As soon as she read the message written by Dimas, Sarah slammed her phone into a corner of the living room. Incidentally, he was sitting on one of the chairs facing the TV.

Sarah took her TV remote and changed her channel. However, none of those channels he liked.

He then again threw the remote in the opposite direction from the phone. Both are the same fate. Before long Sarah shouted and shifted everything on the table until it fell. Luckily there are only tumblr and vases made of rattan.

He was no longer able to contact Dika because they had not been the same since Dika's original attitude towards him the other day.

‘But I didn't tell his wife. I wish I had really done it. But someone has been faster compared to me.’, thought Sarah upset.

No, it wasn't him who told the bullshit news about Dinda and Dika's affair with Rianti. He did try that several times but abandoned his intentions. That way, he will not destroy the relationship of Dinda and Arya but instead strengthen it.

If he wanted to destroy it, he would have to do something else. But the two men were no longer in his control. The day is high. Sarah stood up and took back the phone she had dropped.

“Oh? Who is this?”, Sarah said when she found someone sending her a message.

A photo and a short message were sent to him just as his phone was throwing just now. Yeah, maybe it was because before, Sarah didn't see it at all. If he reads the message first, he won't let it go.

‘Interesting.’, said Sarah inwardly while letting out a meaningful cynical smile of hers.

“But who sent this to me?”, Sarah said.

“Ah no problem, I've seen in his social media and the photo is the same. Very interesting.”, Sarah's smile broke when imagining what she would do.