Childfree
Chapter 9

Hygiene ...

Empty ....

There was no one in this room, making Dilla immediately frown. "Where's Bagas? How empty?" he muttered as he stepped deeper into the room.

Dilla just remembered, more or less she set foot in the room of her husband about 3 months ago. Iyah .. because for 3 months he was always busy with his work that almost never ends.

Czech ...

Hearing the sound of the door opening made Dilla immediately turn to the source of the sound. "Ma-"

The words that were about to come out of her mouth just stopped in her throat as she looked at the one coming was not her husband, but Ob.

"Sorry, Buk. I'm here to clean the room" the official said, bowing his head.

"Oh, yes. Go ahead," Dilla retorted slightly, letting the clerk pass her by. "eoh, sorry. Has your father come?"

The employee immediately turned his body with his hand still holding a washcloth that he would use to wipe the table. "Sorry, Buk. Usually the father comes crispy,"

Suddenly Dilla immediately frowned hearing the answer from the blue uniformed employee just now. Make him unconsciously move his feet closer as if he wants to talk more clearly with the ob. "You usually don't come so early?"

"Yes, Buk." replied the officer, nodding his head.

Dilla immediately threw her gaze in any direction, her fingers squeezing the tip of this file in her hand. He stepped his foot and placed the file on the table violently.

Without saying anything else, Dilla immediately stepped out of the husband's room with anger that filled her heart.

While the ob only looked confused about the departure of his boss' wife. "As in the movie,"

The greeting from the office employee did not make Dilla give up her smile, it was really difficult for her to just pull a smile on her lips at this time. At best he only replied to her with a faint nod of his head.

Brakkk

Dilla got into the car with her breath still hunting, somehow she felt sick, even she herself did not know where her husband went so early.

Dilla closed her eyes while leaning her body against the back of the chair, repeatedly taking a deep breath before slowly exhaling. This is the most powerful way to reduce emotions according to Dilla. Sure enough ... After doing it for a few times, Dilla felt herself much better and calm.

"Don't think negative. Okay!" he told himself with a smile on his feet.

Dilla immediately pointed the glass at him, seeing his reflection in the glass made him immediately try to return to display his beautiful natural smile.

Keep smiling under any circumstances ....

At least those are the words that Dilla will always remember every day, according to him with a smile will make his body emit positive energy.

He had his seat belt removed and was quickly put on his body before he started the engine and drove it at a speed that was splitting the streets of the capital.

Arriving at Dilla's house immediately get ready to go to the boutique. A lot of work that must be completed immediately, when he was about to take his bag, he just remembered his cellphone that was lying just like that on the nightstand.

With a slow step, Dilla grabbed her phone. Seeing a message sent by her husband some time ago, without a second thought, Dilla immediately opened it.

Dilla immediately breathed a sigh of relief after reading the short message sent by her husband, at least she knew why her husband was not in the office.

Unknowingly Dilla immediately smiled widely to reveal a row of white teeth, she stepped her feet cheerfully out of her room.

Tak .. tak .. tak

"Sir, I left first, 'yes, '" he told Mbak Lastri who was sweeping the floor.

Hearing the voice of his master, it immediately made Mbak Lastri turn towards the source of the voice with a wide smile on his lips. "Yes, be careful on the road," his reply was instantly countered with a thumbs-up by Dilla.

Dilla drove her car at a moderate pace, trying to enjoy the boring views of the capital she saw every day.

Suddenly he wanted chicken porridge which was sold near the park. Making Dilla without a second thought immediately turned the car. She was a little upset that she wanted the food now, it should have been when she came home from her husband's office so she didn't have to go back and forth like this.

After traveling almost 40 minutes, Dilla was disappointed because there was no chicken porridge cart there.

"Aishhh, that sucks." he growled as he clenched his hands tightly.

Deggs

When she was about to turn around, Dilla accidentally saw the figure of her husband in a car with open glass with a woman.

Dilla immediately widened her eyes when she saw him. "That? Mas Bagas?"

Dilla immediately sharpened her vision, judging from her car it was not her husband's car, even different brands, colors, and everything, even she herself did not know who the car was.

"Did I see wrong, huh?" he murmured still looking at the car that was getting away from him. "but how does it look like Mas Bagas?"

Dilla was still struggling with her own thoughts, even unconsciously biting her own fingernails. "Here are the most wrong people. It's not a Mas Bagas car. Aye! He said we have seven twins in this world, maybe it was Mas Bagas' twin."

Unwilling to dissolve in her negative thoughts, Dilla immediately shook her head strongly, hoping that the thought would soon disappear from her brain. His hands and feet were moved back to turn the direction of his car, he returned to drive his car at high speed splitting the streets of the capital.

After driving for a long time, Dilla finally arrived at her boutique. After parking his car, he just walked into the boutique with a warm welcome from his employees. Make him continue to put on a big smile to reply to her.

"Ohhhhh,"

Dilla sat her butt in her glory seat while throwing her rough breath, she felt really tired, even before she started her work.

Moments later Dilla fixed her sitting position as normal as possible, her long breaths were heard again when she saw the many heaps of files on her desk.

This is the work that awaits him, in the next few days he will be very busy reviewing the designs that will be displayed in the event later.

Although lazy, Dilla tried to extend her hand to reach the file that was in the top pile.

Srekks

Just opening the first page has made Dilla tasteless, in circumstances like this she should not continue to force herself to work.

"Mom, get coffee."