DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG

DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG
DUREN ANTIG VS WIDOW ANTIG 20


Riska still continues to feed Reyhan who pretends to study the file in his hand.


“This sir, stay sesapuh” said Riska and thrust a spoon containing the last meal in a plate. Not even his mouth was open, Bagas entered without excuse.


“Sorry Boss. Meeting filed because their flight was also filed faster” drama Bagas to look as if it was not planned.


“Yeah, this is a big deal, sir. Aaa then” Riska further advances her body unconsciously as she usually does if her children are in a hurry.


Reyhan stared intensely at Riska's serious face forcing him to eat. Slowly but surely, his mouth opened and the last mouth went into his mouth.


“Aalhamdulillah's. Drink first Tuan” Riska thrust a glass of drink that he brought from the pantry. Reyhan hastily drinks and gives back to Riska.


“Ris, I have to leave. Are you okay if I stay?” reyhan asked with a guilty look.


“It's okay Mr. I clean this up first and go straight home” said Riska who can see the guilty look from Reyhan's eyes.


“Once again forgive me. And thanks for the food. Sanga delicious and more delicious because it is directly from your hands” said Reyhan who still had time to lather seduction before stepping away.


Riska smiled at her boss's words. Looking up to see, only her back almost disappeared behind Reyhan's door. Riska bobbing heads remembering Reyhan's flutter. For some reason, his heart felt good to hear a change from Reyhan. Riska stood up after cleaning up the leftovers and arranging the supply place.


“Good I'll be home soon. The children are at home alone because the Big Lord and the Big Lady still have not come home from her PB”


When Riska stood up, she saw a man facing her with a sweet smile. The man that Riska always misses and he does’akan in every prayer. A man he can no longer hug, and only he can dream of.


“Mas Erik” call Riska down. His tears had already dripped like a flowing river. His hand was stretched out to touch, but only the air he reached.


“Mas, I miss you” Og Riska. Erik was still smiling looking at his wife.


“Mas, please say something. From last night, I just smiled at him. Frog something Mas. I beg” Pinta Riska with tears that never subside.


Yes, last night Riska dreamed of meeting Erik in the exact same position as he is today. Erik continued to smile, but his body floated to Reyhan's desk. Riska follows where the spirit drifts.


“Mr Reyhan?” Erik nodded.


“What's wrong with Mr Reyhan?” ask Riska not understand. Erik took off his wedding ring and put it on top of Reyhan's photo. Riska looked at Erik in disbelief. Erik's wedding ring never left. And now, Erik himself took it off and put it on top of Reyhan's photo.


“Mas sure?” honestly, Riska's heart is still hesitant to start the household again. Moreover, Erik's name is still firmly enthroned in his heart. Erik smiled again. Riska was still looking at Erik with a longing, astonished, surprised and incredulous look. It's completely beyond Riska's reasoning.


Riska blinked her eyes to convince herself. But what he saw remained the same. A smiling Erik and the wedding ring in Erik's hand were on top of Reyhan's photo. Riska shook her head, but Erik nodded faintly and slowly disappeared. Riska cried after


the meeting was beyond expectations.


“Hiks hiks, Mas Erik. Mas Erik”


Riska sighed and wiped her tears. The ring still exists. He took the ring and it was real. He can take the ring.


“Did Mas Erik ask me to marry Mr Reyhan? The purpose of this is the same as Mas Erik gave his responsibility to Mr Reyhan?” monologue Riska after she is able to master herself.


“I have to call Brother Willi and say what I just experienced. I hope that Willi finds the best solution. Anyway, I also don't know if Mr. Reyhan will believe my story. You could have said that I was making up or making up stories so that I could marry him. Just think there. Haduh, confused I” Riska ruffled her irate hair. After waking up, he hurriedly tidied back up.


“I'll go straight home. The kids must have been waiting. Especially those who just returned home from school”


Riska came home with a driver who was prepared by Reyhan specifically to take her anywhere. Not an ordinary driver, but at the same time doubles as Riska's personal bodyguard.


“Live home Miss?” ask the driver when he opens the door.


“Iya pak”


From afar, a pair of eyes stared at him sharply and a grinning smile.


“I found you” smirked the man.


“We follow the car and take the opportunity to intercept him” his orders to the driver. His assistant opened the door and entered.


Riska felt her uneasy feelings.


“What's Miss?” ask the driver who saw Riska can not be silent when sitting.


“Nothing sir. I just feel bad, huh?” story Risk.


“I anticipate then Miss”


“Quick move. Our car has been stopped” Lantang loud on his colleagues.


“Nona stays inside. I will check who dares to block us” without waiting for Riska's answer, Lintang directly out and locked the door from the remote he brought.


“Sorry Sir, why are you stopping us?” ask Lintang politely to the driver who opened his car glass.


The back door of the car opened and a man observed Riska as he exited Reyhan's office.


“Riko” strangles Riska from the car. While Lintang looked at Riko full of question marks.


“Master what business?” tanya Lintang is firm even though it is still polite.


“But not with you. But with the woman in your car” replied Riko haughtily.


“Urusan Miss Riska, my business is also” firmly Latang who does not want to be negligent in carrying out their duties.


“Riska? Isn't her name Risma?” riko asked confusedly.


“Then I work with Miss, her name is Riska. Maybe you are wrong person” replied Lintang who did not know about the name change Risma. Only the Herlambang, Permana and Kusumo families know.


Latitude heard Riska bang on the door many times. With the remote, the locked car door opens automatically after the sound of a tit.


Riska comes out very elegantly. That's what Reyhan taught me when something unexpected happens.


“What's up Sir?” tanya Riska pretended not to know what happened.


“This Non. This master is looking for Miss, but her name is Risma, not Riska” Riska mangosteen as if to understand her point. While Riko stared intensely at Riska who was indifferent to her.


“So I mean this Master Risma?” tanya Riska plays as neat a role as possible and not to look nervous.


Riko just quietly got a question from Riska. He was still scanning Riska from top to bottom.


It is different from Risma, both how to dress or talk. Did I recognize him wrong? But my informant gave me a portrait of Risma and her three children? ~ Riko start to worry.


“Why are you silent?” tanya Riska deliberately urged Riko.


“Eh, you must be pretending right? Your name is Risma, not Riska” said Riko, she does not know what else to say.


“Ck, Sir, please get the bag in car” decak Riska upset because it did not manage to drive Riko away immediately.


“Good Miss”


Latitude came with a branded bag in her hand. Riko couldn't believe what the latitude was carrying.


I think I was wrong people. ~ Riko.


“This Tuan can see for yourself” Riska gave up her ID card which of course has been manipulated.


“Riska Cantika's. Status not married” read Riko choose the core only.


“I'm sorry Miss. Sorry to interrupt your trip” said Riko regretted and handed back the Riska ID card.


“Hem” arrogantly Riska receives a KTP and reinserts it in her wallet.


“Mari Pak” take Riska to the driver.


“We excuse Tuan” Lintang still trying to be polite. While the Lintang herd is on standby and Lintang asks them to continue to follow until the destination.


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