Love In Sketches
Responsibilities

"If it's free, why pay?" Arya asked back. Rubby chuckled to hear, true too her husband said. Free should be preferred

"Of course, let's go in. I'd like to check how this restaurant is doing while handled by Andika." Invite him who is answered nod by Rubby. Both of them stepped in and were immediately greeted by employees there.

"Welcome Mr. Arya and Ms. Rubby." Greet the officer with a friendly smile on his face. Arya simply nodded and Rubby returned her smile.

"Please bring lunch for me and my wife to my room." Arya's word to her employees.

"Good, sir."

"Come, Rubby." Arya took his wife's hand to her room. Not a few employees who turned their eyes to their superiors.

"Well, Mr. Arya, it's getting better looking after marriage." Tapping one of the servants.

"That's a sign that Miss Rubby is good at taking care of her husband." The other timpal.

"Well.. But still I don't want Pak Arya to be married, should Pak Arya marry me."

"Don't dream!"

"Life starts with a dream!"

"Already, already. Let's go to work again." Someone broke up that unimportant debate. They eventually disbanded and returned to their respective jobs.

In the room of Arya.

Arya seemed to seriously read the sales report file in her hand and Rubby sat next to her while watching her.

"Mas." Call Rubby.

"Hem."

"Why are we eating in your room? Why not just at the customer's desk?" Rubby asked, Arya turned.

"I told you, I want to check things out here." Sahut Arya who refocused on his files. Rubby nodded his head.

"Can I help you?" Ask Rubby.

"No need, just sit next to me." Arya's reply made Rubby unable to not smile. The hijab woman chose to rest her head on her husband's shoulder.

Tok.Toks. Geck. The sound of knocking on the door made Rubby want to change his position, but Arya held him by his waist with one hand.

"Don't go anywhere." He said, and Rubby could only obey.

The door of the room opened two waiters delivering food ordered by Arya. They look clumsy to see the position of Arya who is so attached to his wife.

"Excuse me, Sir. We're delivering orders for Mr. Arya." Said one of the servants.

"Yes, just put it on the table." Aryan Sahut. They serve several dishes of food and drinks on the table.

"Is there anything else Mr Arya or Mrs Rubby need?" Ask the waiter.

"Looks not. Oh yeah how were things here when my brother replaced me?" Arya asked while looking seriously at her two employees. They look at each other.

"The conditions are as usual, sir. Sales were good and there were no problems." Answer one of them. Arya nodded her head.

"Yes, thank you." Her speech.

"I'm sorry, sir, Mom." They retreat.

"Come on Rubby, we're eating."

"Attent, Mas. I asked you something, could I?" Rubby asked, stopping Arya's hand from reaching for the plate.

"Why?" Ask Arya.

"Is it always so when you're at work?" Ask Rubby.

"How is that?" Arya doesn't understand.

"Put a serious face." Bright Rubby. She noticed the change in her husband's face while talking to two of his employees.

"Of course Rubby. When it comes to work I never mess around. After all I have responsibility for my place of business and also my employees." Arya explained.

"If I'm not serious myself, what about them? And I've always been as professional as possible." Further.

"Oh yeah? With Andika too?" Ask Rubby.

"Yes, Andika also included. You know, I've cut her pay a few times because Andika made a mistake." Arya's words made Rubby look at her in disbelief.

"It turns out my husband is cruel too when he's at work."

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