I'm Not a Choice.
Morning atmosphere.

From that day on, Megan and Nadine continued to find out about Icha, but Riyadh's men always limited their movements, so they could not figure out Icha.

Meanwhile, Icha and Riyadh's relationship has improved again, As easy as Icha apologizes, although sometimes Icha still likes to bring up Nadine, if Riyadh makes a mistake. Want no matter how small the mistake, Icha will still connect it with Nadine.

It may sound childish but her name is also female, the greatest creature in remembering the mistakes of her partner.

That morning as usual, before leaving for their activities, small talk always happened between the two, like what they would do today and where they would be, like, everything they will certainly talk about before going out of the house to do their respective activities.

"Are you busy today?" Ask Riyadh. The man currently looks so complicated, but only tie the tie.

Icha walked over to her husband, then took over what Riyadh was doing." Not really, later after the meeting with you, I and Mimi plan to visit the new hotel that we signed the contract yesterday. While David has to accompany Nadia to check out the rest of our work." Obviously Icha with hands that are so agile tie tie in Riyadh use.

The man nodded in understanding." This is the last meeting! No more cooperation." Barat Riyadh's. Because of their cooperation at that time, it only ended today.

Because there are three apartment buildings that Riyadh gives to be given to icha and not all prospective apartment buyers like the decor of the room available, they also have their own dreams for the comfort of their homes. And Icha as the person in charge of this, must fulfill that. Sometimes it has to be a complete overhaul, or just added and reduced.

And so far the results are satisfactory, all the apartment units have been filled. Along with the end of their work today.

"May I be! If we win this tender again, I don't want to say nepotism or anything." Sahut Icha, while Tidying up the shirt used by Riyadh, as soon as he finished installing the tie." It's tidy." Continue to tell.

" For that you must prepare from now on so that you can get this tender again. "Riyadh said the man knew it was not difficult for Icha if she was really diligent about her work.

Moreover, he heard that his wife had just recruited five workers to help him, even though there were already about ten people who helped Icha in his office. Two security guys, two Office girls and six workers, not including Icha and her two best friends, that's not a good thing and very proud.

Moreover, his office was built from absolutely zero, where there were only three of them and now they were able to recruit others to participate with them, was not it something that was very proud.

Just him, just continue what is already there. Even so, both are equally great. Because starting something from zero and maintaining something that is already on top stays on top even a little higher than that. It is not easy, but both can prove themselves if they are able to.

"Oh yeah, honey, don't mention this last meeting in your office again." Ask Riyadh.

"It's not like that_" said Riyadh, while wrapping his hands around his wife's waist, taking her to stand in front of the frame glass attached to the decorative closet in the middle room." You are beautiful, the more beautiful if you do not keep on fishing. Biking is getting more love and affection for you." Next up, mengombali his wife.

"In reason, you are mas." Icha immediately elbowed the stomach of Riyadh, then passed leaving Riyadh pretending to be in pain behind there. He had to prepare their breakfast, otherwise he wanted to be late this morning.

"Darling I'm no excuse, my wife is the most beautiful. " Said Riyadh which has now followed the steps of Icha. The man then sat down in his chair, letting Icha serve him. That morning it was only the bread smeared with nautela jam that Icha prepared because they had misfortune again, for the umpteenth time. How not if every night they have to satisfy each other before going to bed. It was never absent for the past few days except Icha the arrival of her monthly guests, but so far Icha guests are understanding them for that she never comes again.

"Please mas, if you are tired of breakfast bread again bread again. Starting tonight I can stay up less." Icha said, after putting two sheets of white water bread and coffee in front of her husband.

Then he pulled a chair to sit down, enjoying the same menu just their different drinks, Icha is not a coffee connoisseur, but he occasionally drank it when he wanted to. Morning like this if not milk, hot chocolate or juice. Icha prefers to enjoy her breakfast with a glass of water.

"Okay, because this is our last meeting. It's best to do it in my company, remember nine o'clock, no late, no nervous drama or change the person who is presenting again, or _"

" or what?" Riyadh raised both his eyebrows and his shoulders simultaneously while giving his devilish smile, a bold new smile' he showed Icha lately if the man had any particular intention to him.

"No, it's better in my office."

"Sorry baby, if it's about my job that's in charge and determines everything I want, not you! You can repay him outside of that." His speech while wiping the remaining jam left in the corner of Icha's lips then tasted it. "Let's take me back."

"No need, I'm alone! Our office is the opposite, you will be, besides I also ordered a taxi." Reject Icha and Riyadh could not force because what his wife said was true.

" Yes, I've left first, remember it can't be late." Riyadh then moved from his seat, kissing Icha's forehead, both of his cheeks before ending up on the woman's lips. Melu-matnya a little while, after which he gave his hand to crucified Icha. " I love you." He kissed the back of his wife's hand.

The man passed from the room, not forgetting to take his briefcase that Icha had prepared on the nightstand of the living room, deliberately so that Riyadh or himself did not need to go back to the room to retrieve it, he said, unless there's an oblivion.

Five minutes after Riyadh left, the taxi Icha ordered arrived, along with the woman having just finished cleaning the table and their used plates and glasses.

Icha immediately picked up her bag in the same place as she put her Riyadh briefcase, the woman did not forget to lock the door of their house before entering the taxi that had been waiting for her.