Class Friend Match
CHAPTER 112: Getting Weirder

After arriving at the office, Arga who was still in confusion immediately entered without caring for the greetings from his employees.

"Welcome sir .." said his secretary as soon as he arrived in front of his study.

Arga also abandoned his intention to enter his room and asked his secretary. "Close up" pinta Arga.

"Huh?" the secretary looked confused.

"Quick approaching."

The secretary came closer to Arga.

"Near by again."

His secretary obeyed Arga's orders to get closer, even his nose to stick to Arga's field chest. "Keep a kiss, do I smell?" said Arga close his body to the presence of his secretary. Even so close they look like they are hugging.

Although his boss' orders are a little strange, he still does it for the sake of his survival in this office. "No sir, you are very fragrant" replied the secretary Arga as it is, because indeed the boss is very fragrant.

"really? Is your nose not in trouble?"

"Yes sir and my nose is fine" he replied in confusion.

"Then why did my wife say I stink?" muttered Arga who could still be heard by his secretary.

"So it's because of your wife, my God I think tuan–" the secretary's mind while scratching her head that does not itch, she feels guilty because she had a thought that is not not about the boss, and it was fortunate that no one had seen them, otherwise he could have gotten some skewed gossip if that happened.

Not long ago came Rangga.

"Well come here, is there anything strange about my body odor?" asked Arga after Rangga was in front of him.

"Nothing strange, the smell of your body as usual, what is it?" Rangga asked back.

"I was just curious, because earlier Dira said that the smell of my body smells and he did not want to get close to me, even he vomited this morning because it smells my body." arga said telling the strangeness of the wife.

"Why can it be so .." said Rangga.

"I don't know, did he enter the genie? Do I have to take him to a smart man to treat?" said Arga who became a fool because he arrived to the strange transmission of his wife who made him think strangely.

"Maybe he just ate wrong, in this day and age where there is such a thing, should be checked by a doctor only," suggested Rangga who felt Arga's speech just made no sense.

Arga took a deep breath, he could have thought of such a thing, maybe Dira was just being reasoned to avoid it because his wife was still angry with him.

Arga walked into his room with a gloomy expression.

Rangga just shook his head to look at Arga who was careless. "If it's about his wife the intelligence he has will just disappear, love can indeed change someone in a very short period of time, do not let such a thing happen to me," batin Rangga shuddered in horror at imagining himself going to be transformed into a bucini man like Arga.

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While someone who caused the husband to frenzy was relaxing in the living room watching his favorite idol, BTS with various types of snacks that accompanied him, after this morning all the food that entered his stomach came out.

"Well they are really handsome .." muttered Dira with sparkling eyes staring at the television screen featuring the man who was dancing.

"It looks like Mas Arga will also be suitable if dressed like that," muttered Dira while chewing one by one the snacks on the table, he imagined what if his cold husband looked like idols.

"Definitely Mas Arga is no less handsome if dressed like that," muttered Dira with a gaze that remained focused on the television screen.

Dira asked her aunt to get her cell phone in the room and called her husband.

Arga who had just finished the meeting immediately smiled widely when he saw the name of someone who called him.

"He finally called me too, hopefully he's not angry anymore" Arga said expectantly.

"Hello, dear assalamualaikum .. "greet Arga while staring at the screen of his phone because Dira made a call through Vidio call.

"really? Does that mean my wife isn't angry anymore?"

"When am I angry with you?" Dira asked back.

"Mas misses you too baby, so I can't wait to go home quickly. You're okay, aren't you, baby? Don't you get sick anymore?" tanya Arga switched the conversation before causing new problems, because the wife is very sensitive for several days.

"Yes I'm good, Mas, I just seem to be nauseous when I smell your body doang," said Dira.

"Oh so that, if so later before going home Mas will shower first so as not to smell," said Arga relented.

"But don't wear perfume, you use telon oil because I like the smell of it rather than the smell of Mas perfume" said Dira.

"Dear, my dear" answered Arga, assuring him that his wife's words would end up sleeping outside.

"When are you going home?" ask Dira back.

"Maybe Mas came home a bit late in the afternoon, because there is work to be completed," replied Arga.

Dira looks to nod his head. "Mas later when I go home to buyin I rujak ya Mas .." pinta Dira arrived, but all this time he did not like the food called rujak.

"Rubrajak? For whom?" ask Arga confused.

"Make me cook for aunty" replied Dira.

"Dear you are serious? Don't you like to eat rujak?"

"I don't know either, but suddenly I want to eat it now, like it would be good." said Dira while imagining the meal.

"My wife is not really possessed by a genie, right? Why is his behavior getting weird, am I really supposed to take him to a smart guy?" inner Arga is increasingly confused with Dira's desire.

"Mas, Mas Arga!" call Dira who sees Arga speechless.

"Well, baby why?" dira's call awakened him from his strange thoughts.

"Why is quiet? Do you mind buying me a rujak?" said Dira began to look glass, and it makes Arga panic not to let his wife back angry and silence him.

"Let's love later after the office Mas will buy it, but you don't cry" replied Arga.

"Yes, Mas, beware that you lied tonight you will sleep outside" threatened Dira.

"Yes yes dear ... ."

"Yes, if it's safe working my dear husband .. assalamualaikum ..." said Dira then turned off her phone connection.

"Wa'alaikumussalam .. ." answered Arga. He really had to be patient in the face of the change in the mood of the wife that can not be guessed.

"What's wrong with Dira? It seems he is no longer PMS, did I ask mama aja yes .. who knows he knows the cause of Dira acting strangely," murmured Arga.

"May my wife be well .." murmured Arga then he resumed his work, and did not forget he asked his Secretary to buy him telon oil.

"Gosh what else is this? Why did you suddenly tell me to buy him some telon oil? Don't tell me he'll use that as perfume, "his inner secretary.

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