Let'S Get Married
Chapter 41

A sharp look led to Naura who had just set an irregular breath as a result of running inside the boutique, showing an innocent smile as well as innocence. 

"It looks like you haven't taken any vitamins." Naura tried to distract her, but the woman before her ignored her and more importantly glanced at the clock that was coiled in her arms. 

"You realize it's almost an hour late?" Lita squinted both eyes while moving one leg, folding both hands in front of the chest. 

Naura cengengesan while scratching her nape that does not itch, approached the friend and persuaded him. "It's less than an hour." 

"You're just an hour short? Who will be late for that long. First you ask for a leave and I give you, I'm not a robot that works like a horse." Lita Protests. 

"I don't want to leave either, but Arya's forcing me. Understand my situation!" persuade Naura to seduce. 

"It's a last warning to you, a boutique venture that belongs to both of us and runs it as well, don't burden me with your work. Your customer complained because the design was not appropriate, I had to thicken my ears that almost burst." Curse Lita. 

"Ouh, my poor Lita. I'm sorry, I promise I won't do that again." Naura hugs her best friend to get sorry. 

Lita smiled back. "This is your last chance, get back to work!" the one who passed away. 

Naura smiled at Lita's departure and immediately entered her room, focusing on completing all the work gradually. 

Naura began to focus on working on abandoned designs and also on complaints from disgruntled customers, very meticulous in the extraordinary portrayal, of paper that was originally empty in the contents with the results of the design. 

The phone beside him rang, Naura immediately picked him up. 

"Yes, hello." 

"Hello. I can talk to Naura." 

"Yes, I'm alone." 

"Oh good, I want to ask for the design right now." 

"I'm still working on the design, what if tomorrow?" 

"I can't wait that long, I want that design now!" 

"All right." 

Naura sighed while leaning back, raising her head almost in despair. "It's all Arya's fault, if the man isn't spoiled." Snarled. 

"You called me?" said someone surprised Naura. 

Both eyes widened in shock at who was in the doorway, a man he had just blamed. Not expecting Arya to be in front of him, how and why did the man come? He also did not know, exactly like the ghost that came with a sudden. 

"You're here?" 

Arya smiled has another meaning, stepping into the work room of the wife by looking at the atmosphere around. "You're very serious about work, keep it." Smooth satirizing speech, picking up the pencil in Naura's hand and jumping sitting on the desk. "You don't need this, honey." 

"Hey.return that pencil." 

"Not until you answer my question." 

Naura glared in annoyance, the corner of her eyes glancing at the clock on the wall considering her time remaining a little longer. "Give me that pencil, I don't have much time." His pint raised his hand, at least he could reason and was a few minutes late. 

"It's not that easy. I want you to be honest." Arya jumped back and approached Naura.

"Ck, stop being silly. My customer complains and I don't have much time to argue with you, hand over the pencil!" press it. 

"It's not fair, as if you don't feel guilty to me." 

"Now what else? You screwed things up by being here. Uh, wait a minute! Your arm's healed?" now that sharp gaze turned on Arya. "You pretended and fooled me? Fuck you!" his sarcophagus snatched the pencil with a coercion mode. 

Arya who was not ready to lose balance until both of them fell in the position Naura was on top of him, the two pairs of eyes contact each other and stare a split second. 

Naura manages to snatch the pencil in her husband's hand and stands to finish the design, she doesn't want to argue because her job is at stake right now. Arya fell silent and followed, sitting in front of her and watching the woman look serious. 

"You're serious." 

"Be quiet, don't break my concentration." 

Naura stopped for a few seconds and turned her attention to the source of the sound. "Because you're pretending to be sick and I'm the one affected, my job is at stake."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put your job behind me and get a customer protest."

"But you're making it harder for me, for now you better shut up and let me work." Naura thickens the ears as well as a feeling of being cocky, getting the job done as quickly as possible. 

Arya felt guilty because of her desire, staring at how serious a face was being presented right in front of her. "He's very serious. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your work." He said in his heart. 

Some time later, Naura was finally able to complete the design desired by her customers. He quickly tidied up the workbench about to bring the design, his gaze diverted to see the loyalty of Arya who was still before him. "Eh, I thought you were gone." 

"Where are you going?" ask Arya who is ready. 

"I want to deliver the results of this design." Naura answered while glancing at the very late hour, hoping her customers understood. 

"I'll take you." Tawan. 

"No need, I can handle it." 

"It's my fault, let me be good." 

Naura smiled. "I want you to speed up." 

"I'm the judge." Arya smiled. 

Along the way, Arya focuses on driving at high speed and of course ensuring the situation is under control. While Naura hopes to worry about the results of the design, let alone the delay that definitely makes the customer complain. 

"You're late. Get out of my house!" said the arrogant woman in front of Naura. 

"At least you see the results of the design," persuaded Naura hope. 

"No need, you've let me down. I make sure I won't be working together again at the boutique" threatened the haughty woman as she folded her hands in front of her chest. 

"He's been trying to finish it, at least you saw the results first."

"Who are you to set me up!" sergeant that haughty woman. 

"Didn't he apologize? At least you saw the results first and just decided." 

"I won't do it." 

Seen a streak of sadness on Naura's face, his hard work efforts did not satisfy the customer and felt he failed to provide comfort. Arya noticed everything, her mistake even harmed her woman. 

"It's up to you not to see the design." 

"Of course." 

"Maybe your husband who works at Atmajaya's company will be considered." Said Arya who utilizes her position and high position. 

"There's no need to threaten me like that, so who are you to decide, huh?" ketus spicy haughty woman.

A man who came out of his house when he heard the commotion outside, both eyes almost released in the nest to see who came. "Master, are you here? It's an honor for me, come on in!" bargaining without regard to the gaze of the wife glared at him. 

Arya smiled faintly. "No need, I'm here to submit my wife's boutique design. But unfortunately my wife's hard work is not appreciated here." 

"You know him?" ask the haughty woman whispering to her husband. 

"Foolish base, do you want me to lose my job? He's Mr. Arya Atmajaya, the CEO of my temoat works."

"WHAT?" the haughty woman was very surprised and changed her attitude which was originally very proud to weaken and soften after hearing the words of her husband. While Arya was smiling faintly, she did not want Naura to get into trouble just because of her. 

"Look, I've solved your problem." Arya smiled while Naura gaped in disbelief. He grabbed the design and handed it to the haughty woman, pulling the contract wife's hand away from the place. 

"You cheated." Naura's chirps opened their voices as they were in the car. 

"From now on you can use my name, how about I make you a boutique? So you have full rights and use your name." The idea of Arya smiling charmingly, blinked one eye and drove the car.