
“Good morning, Mr. Arka. More handsome aja.” Arka and Mihika who were waiting for the elevator turned towards the sound.
Mihika turned to Arka wanting to see her husband's response to see Lela Gunawan who was already standing next to Arka. With a skirt suit and blazer that looks fit tends to narrow make the curves of Lela's body more clear. Arka just cleared her throat to answer Lela's greeting, either because it felt bad because there was Mihika or it was really not interested in Lela.
“Pak Arka has breakfast yet?” asked Lela in a spoiled voice. “If you don't want to have breakfast with Lela?”
Arka did not answer because the elevator door opened, Mihika first entered and leaned against the elevator wall. Arka initially stood in front of Mihika and Lela who instantly took her place beside Arka. Seeing that there were still a few more people who entered the elevator and were almost full, Arka retreated and now stood beside Mihika.
Lela turned her head and looked disappointed, not knowing what the woman was thinking and planning. Arka's hand grabbed Mihika's hand and held her tightly as if proving that she had no relationship with Lela or no interest in Lela. Mihika just clucked, responding to Arka's hand grip.
Eventually several people began to exit the elevator according to the intended floor, including Lela.
“Pak Arka I first yes, I am ready to be contacted at any time,” said Lela then blinked one of her eyes.
“Hah, want to be a woman on standby so,”gumam Mihika
“Not your business yes,” said Lela then exited the elevator.
Mihika turned her head, “Indeed Mr Arka often contact Lela? Uh, don't need to be answered, lazy to hear it.”
Arka's hand moved to embrace Mihika's shoulder, preferring silence. Because at this time, whatever Arka will say will only make Mihika misunderstand again listening to the insinuations from Mihika. Arka also realized that his wife was quite smart and smart to speak.
“Pak Arch ...”
“Sttt, already later the discussion, this in our office must be professional.”
Mihika clucked back. The elevator doors opened on their destination floor, rushed out ahead of Arka and into her study.
“Good morning, Sir. The order I have prepared in the room Mr.” said Mae.
“Hm, call Hika.”
Arka sat on her study couch as Mihika came, as usual without knocking on the door. "What the hell sir, I'm working on what Mr. Arka asked yesterday. Anyway if there are many roads, this still hurts," upset Mihika.
"You're a habit, if you go in knock on the door first. Here sit down, I treat it so that it heals quickly. Sit down!"
On the sofa table there are already two boxes of food and small plastic famous pharmacy brands. “No need, let me treat myself.”
"Sit down!"
Mihika finally sat next to Arka but spaced apart. "Open," he orders again as he grabs the plastic and picks up the tube-shaped product.
"What opened?"
"Your skirt, I want this polish. He said sick" said Arka.
"Yes but not here either and I can be alone." Mihika seizes the cream tube that Arka holds and heads to the toilet.
"Come here!" preach when Mihika comes out of the toilet. "Eat, otherwise you will eat."
...***...
Arka asks Mihika to retrieve documents from the archive room according to the list that Arka made.
"File room I've changed the passcode, no one will be able to enter. But we don't know who's involved. So you take the documents on this list, move them to a safe place. There will be security to help you and he's my confidant, because the documents are pretty much brought in so you use the trolley."
Mihika read the list that Arka gave, it contained the name of the completed project. He must look for drafts, proposals and reports from each project.
"Where should I take it?"
"The passcode?"
"The date we got married."
"Bahh."
"Here, work fast!'
Mihika confirmed the location of her glasses sagging from her nose, "Alright."
What Arka said turned out to be true, as she stood waiting for the elevator door to open. Mihika is surprised by Anjay and the two middle-aged people that Mihika knows as the higher-ups in the branch as well. Mihika just nodded at those people, who were definitely heading towards the Arka room.
There was already a security waiting in front of the archive room. Mihika also pressed the code to open the door and rushed to find the documents on the list and put them into the trolly. Suddenly the door sensor sounds because it entered the wrong code.
“Quick Bu Hika, it looks like someone is trying to get in. Only Mother and Mr. Arka know the access code.”
Mihika refocused on the search but was startled by the vibration of her phone. “Halo,” says Mihika.
“Hika, you are still in the archive room?” ask Arka on the other end of the phone.
“Iya, looks like someone wants to enter.”
“Lela and other staff, I don't know what her name is. They'll take the documents you're collecting, they're evidence of their crimes.”
“Then, how dong?”
“Continue, I'm monitoring via CCTV. You are out when conditions are safe.”
...***...
Mihika walked quickly with a security-driven trolley to a van parked in the basement, who knows. After making sure all the documents move into the car, including the trolly which will be used to move into the Arka apartment unit.
“Be careful Mom, Mr. Arka says you have to bring your own car.”
Mihika just nodded her head. Feeling nervous because one step away he will uncover the crimes that occurred in his company.
“Dad, everything will be revealed and I make sure they will get the right reply because of their crime,” Mihika said as if her father heard what she said.
Mihika stopped her car in the basement parking lot of the apartment. Worried that he would be followed, he waited for a moment. After feeling the situation was safe, Mihika rushed down the trolley and moved back the documents she brought.
“Finally,” Mihika said when she was in Arka's workspace in her apartment. “I think Mr. Arka was included in the team involved was not. Looks like I have to apologize,” Mihika said again.
Mihika headed for the kitchen and opened the fridge, took out a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down almost half a bottle. Apparently, the act of securing evidence of a crime made him tired. He sat down on the couch and sent a message that the mission was done.
[Hm, rest. Your work will continue later tonight.] Reply Arka.
“Hah, what do you mean? Time, work nights.” Mihika again sends a message to Arka.
[I mean, I'm going to the office tonight?]
[Not, but hard work serves me] Arka replied.
“Basic perverted husband,” murmured Mihika.
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