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Arka looked at Mihika's face, both eyes that had condensed. Then Mihika looked down, Arka saw that there were tears dripping down. Why is she crying, what because she really hates this marriage or because I'm with Cintia. If he's angry because I'm related to Cintia it means he's.

Arka chuckled, making Mihika lift her face then look at Arka.

“You want us to get divorced? It can't be that easy, you know for yourself how we got married yesterday. There is a threat there, so that we do not play with marriage by getting divorced. So ...”

“Pak Arka herself who has played wedding. Not me.”

Arka sighed. “Mihika, I'm a mature and normal man. What I did because of my biological needs, especially last night I seemed to be drunk. Maybe I'll stop if there's a woman who can really make me fall in love or make me just focus on her. Do you want to try it? Being my full wife, I will be ready to accept with open arms,” said Arka.

“Egoistic basis, want me to be a whole wife just because there is a button.”

“Hey, stop. It's time we leave, we continue this discussion at home.”

Both are now in the car. Hika chose a silencer during the trip. Including during the meeting, Mihika only spoke as necessary with indifference to Arka. 

"We eat first, it's time for lunch. Where this morning I do not have breakfast, from tomorrow prepare me breakfast dong," said Arka trying to start a conversation. Somehow seeing Mihika who used to be cheerful and chatty then suddenly became silent as if at this time there was something lacking. 

"Hika, did you hear me?" Arka began to sewot because his words were ignored by Mihika, fortunately he was driving if not sure would act so that Mihika would make a sound.

"Listen, I'll have ears." 

"Why not respond?" 

Mihika glanced sideways, precisely towards Arka who was still focusing on the steering. "What response do you want, Mr. Arka not to ask but just talk." 

"Yes, you should answer, yes or what. Don't just ...." 

"Already sir, I'm hungry. Stop in front of me, I'm going to get my own food. Mr. Arka is not clear he said hungry but even muters." 

"This is also while looking for a place to eat, what good to eat?" Arka's question re-ignited Mihika's emotions. 

"If I may want to eat people, especially the person from earlier made a sprain,” said Mihika with a look out the window.

Arka chuckled, "May, I'm ready for you to eat. Want now?" 

"It's not clear, you perverted boss," Mihika sneered. 

Arriving at the office, right in the lobby. Mr. Anjay who happened to be there, greeted Arka and asked for a moment because there was something to talk about. Arka does not seem to want to talk much with Anjay, choosing to talk on the sofa waiting room lobby. Mihika chose to cover to the reception desk.

“You're healthy?” dio asked who was currently standing behind Mihika. Mihika looked over and smiled.

“It is better, sometimes interacting with others can be its own healing for body health,” replied Mihika.

Arka who realized the existence of Dio and Mihika who were busy chatting became unfocused with what Anjay Gunawan was talking about, occasionally she turned her head towards Mihika.

“How according to Mr Arka?” ask Anjay at the end of his explanation.

“I think the man should be mutated.”

“I mean Sir? So Mr Arka wants to be mutated?” ask Anjay.

Arka clucked, “Not me but him or you all mutated. I don't understand what you're talking about, get used to all the ideas in writing. Express more complete with consideration of all kinds of issues,” said Arka then stood up and turned his head. Not seeing Mihika there, he looked around.

Anjay stood up and looked around, “Pak Arka find who?”

“What is obviously not looking for face, go back to work,” Arka's word and leave Anjay.

“Halah, so arrogant. If I can get you out, you can just bite your finger. Looks like Lela has to move quickly, lest Mr. Arka likes the receptionist,” monologue Anjay with his presumption of wrong. Though Arka was not looking at the staff who were at the reception desk, but Mihika who was standing there.

Mihika has returned to her study, re-analyzing the documents that had been delayed. “I'm sure this is unnatural, but where is it?” Mihika scratched her non-itchy head, returning to focus on sheet by sheet the document being read.

Being too focused on his work, not realizing it was late afternoon and the working hours were over. “Hika,” call Mae who is already in the middle of the door.

Mihika also looked. “Pak Arka is still meeting with the division head in his room, but I want to go home. You handle yes,” pinta Mae.

Mihika who gave the thumbs up her right hand, as a sign of agreement. “Seriously loh, do not let Mr. Arka later angry.”

“Iya, already there home,” Mihika said. Mae closes the door to Mihika's room, while Mihika refocuses on her documents and forgets what Mae said.

“Any, this is Mr. Arka's original signature. But clearly, the budget is not the same as the proposed budget. Where the change was made yes, but clearly this was approved directly Pak Arka meaning ... Oh myGod. Mae, meeting, Mr. Arka, ishh why can forget heh.”  

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