HATE TO LOVE
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Actually, Surya's grandfather somewhat objected that on the second day after his grandson held a wedding they had to return to their usual routine, but Anisa and Bimo insisted to keep going to work, with the reason saturated if lingering long stay at home.
Anisa departs by riding her favorite motorcycle, she still does not want to be between Bimo or driver, Anisa keukeuh if she is more comfortable if riding her own motorcycle.
Bimo also did not want to bother with the wishes of his fake wife, as long as his grandfather was not suspicious, for him did not have to spend more energy to argue with his wife who was sometimes stubborn.
It was a break, because Bimo had just met a client near the apartment Anisa was working on, finally, Bimo who was accompanied by Rama, the personal assistant decided to stop by just to see where the work was done by his wife.
Somehow sometimes Bimo arrived to meet his wife, but Bimo refused if he said he was starting to be interested in his wife, she believes that she still loves Viona very much and that there will always be Viona not wanting to replace her with another.
Bimo and Rama the assistant went straight into the apartment whose door was not closed tightly, it was seen Anisa who was directing some artisans who were doing work according to her direction, even the girl was not awkward to jump directly into the work of rough work such as sawing wood, or even climb stairs to install decorative lights on her own.
"Be careful!" Bimo's strangulation was stifled when he saw Anisa almost slip as she went down the stairs after sticking an ornamental shelf on the central television rack.
Anisa turned her head back towards Bimo's voice which she was unaware of her arrival because she was so busy working.
That wide, extremely sweet smile was expanding, a smile that Bimo had never seen before from his wife's face.
Bimo kegeeran almost thought that Anisa was too excessive in welcoming his arrival, before he finally realized that he had misunderstood.
"Hi,,, Brother Rama! how can it be here?" yelling Anisa looks very happy just because she met Rama who is her husband's personal assistant, they did not even awkwardly hug, as if an old friend who had not met for years, improving the existence of Bimo who only looked at the two of them with a cynical look.
"Nisa, how come you can be here too?" said Rama who usually always serious when in front of Bimo, now looks so loose and cheerful, as well as Anisa who looks very sparkling twinkle both beads when meeting with Rama.
"Hmmm!" Deham Bimo who was just suddenly became very sorry to have invited his assistant to his wife's workplace.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, did you guys come together?" polo Anisa.
"What's? Didn't see me ? Did I suddenly become transparent when I was next to her?" annoyed Bimo, his heart became very arrogant and felt not considered by Anisa.
"Bu-not like that mas, that means that the direction of my eyes immediately turned towards him so as not to smear the others, sorry!" anisa's great-grandson again.
"You guys?" Rama looked at Anisa with a questioning look.
Rama asks what is the relationship between Anisa and her boss, while she knows that Bimo is still dating the famous model Viona, Rama does know that and probably the only person who knows about their relationship that is kept secret to whoever it is, because so Bimo believes in him.
"Anisa it--" Bimo who will explain who Anisa is to Rama, immediately fell silent as Anisa snatched her words.
"He's my boss, I'm working on my first project in his apartment, how's it, cool right, brother?" oceh Anisa, she still remembered Bimo's request to keep their status secret to the public, Anisa just wanted to obey Bimo's orders.
"Oh yes mas, brother Rama is my upperclassman when SMU, he was also my best friend," Anisa explained how the relationship between herself and Rama although it seems Anisa is sure that Bimo will not care.
Bimo just sighed deeply, his heart felt really, a little pain when Anisa did not recognize her as her husband. But his ego reappears, he feels that all of it may be good for their relationship, but they have agreed to keep their marital status secret, more precisely he who wants it.
"You're cool, always cool from the past, the only one of you who wasn't cool when you decided to date Alan, how's he doing?" Ask Rama who turned out to be a friend of Alan as well.
When Anisa was in the 1st grade of SMU, Alan and Rama had sat in the 3rd grade at the same school before Anisa knew Alan he first knew Rama who was a friend of Alan, who was the friend of Alan, it's just that ever since Anisa decided to date Alan, Rama seemed to withdraw and did not want to be friends with Anisa again, for whatever reason, or not, Anisa never knew the reason until now why Rama was away from her.
"I don't know, sister, I haven't been with her since a few months ago" replied Anisa, her face looking a bit dislike when talking about her ex-boyfriend.
"Then how is Luna, your best friend?" ask Rama again.
Anisa's face looked grim and sour,
"I don't know, brother, maybe they're married now! entahlh I don't want to talk about them," concluded Anisa, it's quite clear and can be easily Rama digest Anisa's talk , if Alan and Anisa have broken up because Alan is having an affair with his own best friend, Luna.
Rama also decided not to continue his question about the problem again, because maybe the question would hurt Anisa.
Bimo continued to listen to their conversation, and noticing Anisa's change in face, it seemed like her storyline was beginning to be able to understand.
"How are you done with your reunion? Come on, our work, still very much waiting in the office," ketus Bimo who began to careless because he felt neglected since earlier by Anisa and Rama who were cool in chatting together.
"Big brother working with Mas Bimo too?" asked Anisa only questioned that, after a long time they chatted ngalor ngidul.
"He's my personal assistant, take it easy you'll meet him often." Sinis Bimo, the mood became very bad that afternoon for obvious reasons.
"Oh, thank goodness then" said Anisa without sin.