LAMHA AND MR. EL
She's Not a Maid

In the morning, while all were having breakfast together, Mr. El unceasingly spread a smile on his face. Lamha's overnight serve makes it flowery and look fresher. Mama Grace who continued to pay attention to the movements of the child and his daughter-in-law was smiling. Looks like baby sister A will be lauching soon.

"El, today you look more fresh and cheerful. What was? tell me dong same mama." Goda mama Grace. Mr. El just shook his head and chose silence not to answer his real mother's question. But madam Grace seemed urgent and inevitably Mr. El spoke.

"Just ask Lamha what happened last night."

Uhukk!!

Lamha coughed at the words of Lord El. Mr. El laughed happily when he saw the sharp plot of his wife.

"So what happened Lamha?" todong mama Grace's.

"There is nothing ma." Lamha replied with a bow.

"Are baby sister candidates about to launch?" fashion mom Grace. Lamha's cheeks met red upon hearing the question from her in-laws.

"Ma, I'm ahead. I'm too late." said Mr. El who has now risen. Lamha hurriedly drank and approached her husband who had reached the door.

"You what?" ask Mr. El.

"Be careful on the road. You'll be home, right?" Lamha.

"Yes." replied Mr. El.

"What will lunch be. Lamha Anterin lunch to the office huh?" tawar Lamha's.

"Don't bother, I'll just eat the bagin."

"No hassle, Lamha also wants to see the workplace mas El, but that is also if El mas not embarrassed and ngizinin" said Lamha. Mr. El seemed to think, but a second later he gave a smile.

"Can. Ask for a driver, and cook a good one" he said. Lamha looked up and smiled.

"Yes, Lamha promises to cook a good meal" Lamha said. After that take her husband's hand and kiss him gently. Mr. El who had never felt such gentle treatment suddenly took his breath away as something trembled in his chest. Mr. El was worried whether to kiss Lamha's forehead or not. But because he was still hesitant about his feelings, he finally chose not to do things that instead gave hope to Lamha. Mr. El does not want Lamha to expect more and disappointed more deeply.

"I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum" said Mr. El.

"Waalaikumsalam" Lamha replied.

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Daylight

Mr. El is still busy with the files in his hands. Today there are many files that must be checked and signed by him.

Clamps!

"Honey.....!" scream at someone who just entered the room. And that person was none other than her lover Mia.

"Well, how did you get here?" asked Mr. El who was a little surprised by Mia's arrival.

"I missed you. Where were you all night on the phone not picked up?" said Mia while swaying spoiled in the arms of Mr. El.

"I'm still busy with my work." lied Mr. El.

"When we get married soon? hows it? I'm so lonely honey...!" whine Mia.

"I.." Mr. El was very confused as to what to answer.

"We'll talk about it later. And I still have a job, you better go home okay." said Mr. El.

"Whatever. I need to finish my job first. And you don't bother me." said Mr. El. Mia nodded obediently and sat on the sofa in the room.

While in other places, Lamha was being confronted by the secretary of Mr. El.

"I am mbak's wife. I want food anthers." said Lamha.

"I don't believe it. His wife was here, don't you! how could Mr. El have a wife like you!" said Laura, El's secretary.

"For God's sake I'm his wife. If I don't believe it, I've already called my husband" Lamha said.

"No need! you better get going! you must be the bad guy who wants to harm Mr. El!" expel Laura.

"Astagfirullah mbak, I am not a bad person. I am his wife." said Lamha calmly and unmoved. Lamha tried to understand him because the marriage of Mr. El and himself was held in a closed and very simple, if even Mr. El had not announced it to the public.

But Laura remained tight-lipped and called security to expel Lamha from there. And when the security tried to grab Lamha's hand, Lamha immediately brushed it off.

"Don't touch me!" Lamha.

"What is this Laura?" asked Ron's assistant who happened to pass by and saw there was a small commotion.

"Sir Ron, this is a strange woman who claims to be his wife, Mr. El. I was about to throw him out but he was determined to meet Mr. El." said Laura. Ron took a deep breath and looked towards Lamha.

"I'm sorry lady, she doesn't know who you are yet. Let me drop you off at Mr. El's room." said Ron's assistant politely.

"Yes, it's okay, Mr. Ron" said Lamha smiling kindly from behind his veil. After that trailing behind assistant Ron to the room of Mr. El left Laura who is now in shock and trembling in fear for acting impudent to the wife of his boss.

"This is the room, madam. Go ahead" said Ron's assistant after they stopped at the CEO's doorstep.

"Yes, thank you for driving me." said Lamha kindly. Assistant Ron just nodded.

Clamps!

BRAKK!!

Lamha closed her mouth when she saw the scene in front of her that instantly made her cry. Yes, the seat there Mia was unbuttoning Mr. El's shirt which was actually hit by a coffee spill. But seeing from a distance, Lamha misunderstood. His body trembled violently then quickly picked up the rice box that had fallen to the floor due to his shock.

"Lamha." Mr. El stood up and approached her.

"This is not what you see and think. Mia and I did not do anything" said Mr. El trying to explain without care Mia who was now staring angrily and asked for an explanation from him.

"Honey why did you bother to explain to her? who is he? wasn't he the parcel that was going to the apartment?" ask Mia.

"He's not her maid." Mr. El did not continue his words.

"Who is honey?" mia asked for an explanation.

"She's my wife" said Mr. El.

"Whatt?!!"

Bruak!!

Mia fainted.

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