HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
268. Being Able to Bear What Heard
📞"Assistant David, I haven't received a report from you in a long time. Did you forget?" Hanaria stared at the tops of the trees from the balcony of her room and Willy.
📞"I'm sorry Miss, don't you have to take a complete rest after giving birth?" david's assistant from across the line.
📞"You're right. But you're not on leave, aren't you David's assistant?"
📞"Yes Miss," said assistant David slowly.
📞"So keep doing your job as usual. Send me all your reports, I'll check them."
📞"But Miss--" assistant David seemed hesitant, warning mistress Agatsa back ringing in his ear while in the hospital at that time.
📞"I need your report assistant David, not your rebuttal," Hanaria said.
📞"All right, I will send you Miss soon," said the man obediently.
"I heard that someone was forcing her employees," Hanaria turned around, getting Willy to stand behind her bare-chested, using only her towel to cover her lower half as she had just finished cleaning her body in the bathroom.
"I didn't force David's assistant, honey. I just asked her to send her the usual job report." she rebutted and tried to get past her husband who was standing on the doorstep.
"I need your report assistant David, not your rebuttal!" Willy imitated Hanaria's speech and style of speech on the phone with his curled lips.
"You're mocking me," Hanaria chuckled amusedly, as soon as she felt jubilant and tried to pinch Willy's fat-free belly.
"Ouch! It hurts!" screeching Willy pretended to hold his wife's body in his arms.
"Don't force David's assistant, honey. That man can go crazy because of you, like the children and his wife, I'm crazy enough about you, heum," Willy joked as he held his arms and kissed Hanaria's hair. The request for the resignation of his wife's personal assistant was back in his ear.
Hanaria laughed again. Her husband sometimes likes to overdo her according to him.
"Well, if you don't want me to force David's assistant, then I'll force you to do it" Hanaria said, looking up at Willy's fresh face.
"It's with pleasure that I like to be coerced by you" Willy said with a smile.
"Then, please let me go, baby. I'll take your change of clothes first and after that I'll force you to do something for you" Hanaria gently asked.
"Heum, so curious. Coercion is how this means, if you are told to wear clothes first," muttered Willy did not understand. But he still let go of her embrace, then followed Hanaria from behind leaving the balcony.
"You're wearing this shirt, baby." Hanaria took out her husband's work clothes complete with her clothes from the closet. Willy complied, and immediately put on all his clothes with the help of his wife.
Willy choked, in recent weeks he has not discussed about the company of his wife, according to his Oma advice so that his wife for a while focused on her health and their two twins.
"Loosen the tie dear, my breath is tight," said Willy, suffocating.
"Sorry, unintentionally," Hanaria chuckled and then hurriedly loosened the tie that was unintentionally too tight she put it on.
"What did you hear?" willy asked, as soon as his breath was relieved, there was almost an incident of strangulation of his inner tie this morning.
"Everything you have discussed about the problems that exist in the body of the mining company Madam Sundayana who has turned into in my name," said Hanaria.
The woman's hand had just finished justifying her husband's tie, then put on a suit to cover the husband's long-sleeved light green shirt.
Willy looked at Hanaria's calm face, there was no tangled look there or similar to that experienced by himself and David's assistant when discussing Hanaria's problems.
"And I also need to know what David's assistant said to you when you drove him home," todong Hanaria, she looked at Willy's face that was still thinking and looking at him.
"I want you to tell me everything, don't hide anything from me. Believe me, I can bear what I hear," Hanaria asked expectantly.
Willy sighed softly, before saying everything. As the CEO of a large company, he knew the heavy burden his wife was bearing. And he also knew, although Hanaria did not come from a family like his family, but his wife had a strong and strong character in her stance.
...***...
"Mrs Sunday!" call an officer at the prisoner's door.
The middle-aged woman immediately stood up to hear her name called, she glanced left and right, seeing several women in the same uniform as her with varying ages eating her indifferently.
"the hunt! No need to pull it! You don't have to say goodbye to us!" the loudness of a muscular burly woman from the corner with a honeybee tattoo almost filled her hands and feet.
Trang! Trang! Trang!
"Don't be noisy!" the jolt of the officer stared intently at the woman with a loud voice while banging a stick in her hand on the iron bars in front of her.
"You ladies, hurry up!" his orders, pointing with a stick in his hand. "Someone wants to meet you," he added.
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