Forgive Me My Wife
A thrilling attention

After his talks and meeting with Hanin ended.

Riding in a taxi, Kinanti returned to the office.

At the restaurant, he did not have time to enjoy lunch. Because the talks conducted with Hanin had taken up a lot of time.

So he didn't have time for lunch. After all, his conversation back then was also very serious. So how could Kinanti possibly put food in her mouth.

So too with Hanin. He also did not touch the food he ordered.

None of them ate at the time.

After their conversation is over. Both of them also left the location by riding their respective vehicles.

Hanin arrived at the office. He rushed straight to his study.

Then Kinanti immediately grabbed some of the files he had left before lunch. Then he continued to finish all the work. Because he had to submit his report to Prasetya.

After completing some of the reports he had worked on. Kinanti then rushed to Prasetya's room.

Shortly before Kinanti entered Prasetya's room. Suddenly he felt his head dizzy.

For a moment Kinanti held his head. Because his head feels heavy.

After the dizziness went away. Only then did Kinanti enter Prasetya's room.

Arriving inside, Kinanti so professionally submitted her report to Pras and explained about various things about work.

They both seemed to be focused on discussing work.

Both Kinanti and Pras were equally professional. Even though they were involved in an affair.

When Kinanti was just about to return to her study. The feeling of dizziness and heaviness in his head attacked again. So he staggered at Prasetya's table.

Quickly, Prasetya immediately restrained Kinanti's shoulders. So that the woman does not fall.

Aware he is now holding a Kinanti. Prasetya immediately hurriedly pulled his hand back.

"Why are you Kinanti?" Prasetya asked with a worried tone.

"Sorry baby, Mama didn't have lunch. And this morning Mama ate only a loaf of bread." Said Kinanti softly, while holding her still flat stomach.

While Prasetya who was in his room, seemed to understand the situation experienced by Kinanti.

Prasetya then took the initiative to take his phone to order food for Kinanti.

However, he should pay attention to the child in Kinan. However the child was his flesh and blood.

Moments later, the food order Pras ordered had arrived at his desk.

By phone, Pras told Kinan to return to his room.

"What's up, sir? Is there a problem with the job?" Ask Kinan.

"No problem whatsoever. Sit at the living room table. I ordered you nutritious food. I know, you didn't have lunch. You are pregnant. You should be able to maintain your diet. You can't be late to eat. This is eating, this is a healthy food that I ordered specifically for pregnant women. There are vegetables and fruits too. Just eat here, after you've finished eating, you can just get out." Heard Pras' words that sounded so attentive. Instantly made Kinan's heart pound.

"Pak Pras is being nice like that just because he cares about his baby Kinanti. He doesn't care about you." Kinanti said inwardly, reminding herself.

Prasetya then walked towards the living room in his room. Then followed by Kinanti behind him. Kinanti could not refuse Prasetya's giving.

Pras then put the paper bag inside which contained the food to the living room table in his room.

"Eat." Prasetya.

Kinan then grabbed the box and enjoyed the food inside.

From the bottom of his heart. Honestly Kinanti felt very happy and happy because she was noticed by Pras.

But he also knew that the attention Pras showed was not for him. But that attention is a form of attention Pras for the fetus in the womb.

Even so, it had warmed Kinanti's heart and made her heart pound.

"Winat least, what I'm doing is a form of caring about the fetus that you're carrying. Hanin was pregnant with Ali. I pay more attention to him. I ordered you to eat it because I care about the boy. He was already present, I couldn't possibly hate him much less being cruel and uncaring. So don't misunderstand my attention. I really love my wife Haningrum. There's only Hanin in my heart and in my soul." Prasetya said that at that time stood leaning on his work desk.

"I understand Sir. I know." Said Kinanti while lowering her face.