Married Old Virgin Boss
60. Dramatic Atmosphere

Dion just turned off the sound of a recording he thought was taken this morning to tell Dea about Ben's behavior.

"Your husband left early in the morning, didn't he? I just woke up to this tape, De. Fresh! Your husband stopped by another woman's house on his way, De, so he often forgot to go home."

Dion's explanation only gets a pioneering view of Dea. The woman scratched the temple.

"Ben is really disgusting, matching his gatel affair. You're getting divorced from guys like her, De!" dion said in a firm voice.

"Mas" Dea said with a doubtful tone mixed with confusion. "Mas ... didn't notice anything else from there?"

"What?" ask Dion, curious.

"That woman's voice, you don't know?"

Dion returned to play the tape to find answers to his sister's questions.

"G ... Ben ... Ben I ... until .. ah ...."

Dea bit her lower lip firmly, while looking down deeply to hide her face from her brother. At that moment, Dion started glaring perfectly with his mouth gaping in shock.

"This ... You, De?" dion asked in a high screeching tone, distrusting of his own hearing. However, Dea nodded instead, justifying her brother's guess. "You? Seriously you, De? This is your disgusting voice, De? Are you not angry with your husband anymore? Why not ...." Dion was unable to continue his speech due to the apparent frustration of the way he rubbed his hair violently.

Dea was unable to provide an answer to Dion's question. I can only smile shyly.

"Mas delete that tape, huh? You don't have to, record everything. I want to know, Ben followed, Mas, so if he stops at a house or a suspicious place, I know. If the tape is like that, how would Ben sleep with another woman or me."

"De—Dea bentar." Dion raised his hand to signal a stop for his sister. "You hooked up with him right there hasn't been any clarity on his secrets out there, De? Seriously? You can sleep casually with him, while can he have another affair out there? You—"

Dion was at a loss for words so could only put the brakes on his sentence by rubbing his hair roughly.

"I don't know Ben's problem out there yet, Mas, but right now, I still believe in him," Dea replied steadily.

Makes Dion really hard to retaliate. Dea herself felt bad about her brother's failure which she caused herself.

"Mas doesn't have to bother anymore to investigate Ben, let me take care of it," Dea said again.

"No." Dion refused firmly. "Let me follow him wherever he goes!"

After saying that, Dion immediately stood up and walked out of the room. Even without saying goodbye again. He runs into Ben who is carrying food and drinks on a tray, about to enter Dea's room.

"It was so exciting to talk," said Ben as he walked into Dea's room. He used his feet to close the door, then rushed to his wife.

"Any, Ben." Dea was shocked at the sudden arrival of her husband. A little worried if this man heard what he was talking to his brother. "Have you been waiting a long time?"

"No wait at all, because there are a lot of customers to be escorted to his order," Ben replied casually, then put his wife's lunch on the table. "Cuman be careful, if your Mas is long enough here. Your chat topic seems really good." Ben deliberately put special emphasis on the word 'mas' as a form of satire to the wife.

However, Dea instead smiled amusedly. A little bit of Ben's jealousy at the moment, it's sweet for him. So Dea had no objections at all.

"Get me a serving, Mas?" ask Dea while pulling the food and drink Ben put on the table.

While her husband immediately stopped the movement with furrowed eyebrows hearing Dea's call just now.

"What, De?" Ben demanded repetition, but his wife looked flat as she looked at him.

"You know what I mean, De, don't be an innocent ass."

Dea failed to hold back her gelatinous laughter seeing Ben's tense expression earlier. He hid a smile with his palm.

"You are, the same kind of jealousy as Mas Dion. So yeah, all right. Let if you quip 'My Bag' you will also follow the insinuation. Yeah, right, Mas?" Dea raised her eyebrows with a seductive impression.

While Ben tried his hardest to hold a smile, but ended up failing. Even though he had already folded his lips inward, it was obvious that he was very pleased with the call.

"Not to be arrested, Mom." Dea quipped. He kept his smile on seeing Ben's response. "If you think of age, amused, call you that. But since you yourself called him 'Dek', so yes .. I call you 'Mas' too'. Impas, right?"

"Your name does not have an element of 'De'nya," replied Ben. He went around the table to get closer to his wife. Ben gently rubbed the top of Dea's head, then gave a brief peck there. "Don't forget lunch, yeah, sweetie."

Dea further widened her smile, this time with the addition of perfect blushing cheeks. Ben was satisfied with this retaliation, then returned to his original standing position.

"I want to continue working. You finished your lunch, huh, honey?"

"Udah, Ben. Hitherto. My heart is not strong!" pinta Dea, which further warms Ben's feelings.

The man turned around, walked to the door of the room about to exit. Ben turned the doorknob easily, pulled it, then took a step almost out. However, Dea's exclamation managed to stop the movement of her legs.

"Mas, I'm pregnant," Dea said steadily.

Instantly dimmed Ben's smile. The man was willing to act ordinary, and was about to take a second step.

"It's really pregnant, Ben."

But her husband did not look at her at all. Stay steady out of the room, not even having time to close the door again. So hard defense that Ben tried to wake up so as not to look at Dea to prevent disappointment.

"Ben!" Dea was irritated at her husband's attitude, so soon followed out of the room. "I'm really pregnant with your son, Ben. Really pregnant! No more lying!"

However, her husband still turned to the kitchen area, ignoring Dea. While the woman was getting challenged, not caring about the several pairs of eyes glancing at her with shocked straws.

Dea half ran to her husband. It does not matter if the effects of his hustle make him several times bump into other employees who are busy with their respective tasks.

"Ben!" call Dea firmly, once in the kitchen.

However, Ben remained indifferent. The man took the order and listened to the directions from his colleague about the address of the food delivery table.

Dea waited in the kitchen doorway, reaching for a piece of paper from her blazer pocket. Just as Ben was about to pass, the woman showed him a photo of her ultrasound yesterday.

"One month old. Yesterday there was no test pack, so I don't think I'm pregnant. But after I fell in the bathroom, I was actually pregnant, and this is proof, Ben," Dea explained in detail.

Ben froze in place, almost losing his consciousness to keep the tray in hand.

The dramatic atmosphere was immediately understandable to the other co-workers. Immediately picked up the tray that Ben was carrying, while the man immediately hugged Dea very tightly.

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