
Without Andra knowing, Tari secretly resigned from the store owner Rita. He has prepared a letter of resignation since yesterday and will now be handed over to Rita.
"Tok tok." Dance knocked on the door of Rita's room on the top floor.
"Get in." said Rita without knowing who knocked her.
"Excuse me mbak." said the polite Dance.
"Eh What's the dance?" ask Rita.
"Sir, before I apologize I want to submit my resignation per day" said Tari while presenting a resignation letter.
"Lho why? you don't feel at home here? is your salary less?" ask Rita disappointed.
"Mbak not that, I feel at home here, my salary is also more than enough" said Tari
"Why then?" Rita asked back, her eyes starting to glaze over.
"I was told to rest with my husband, because from now on I don't have much creativity first." explained Tari.
"You sick? or don't." Rita's eyes bulged and closed her mouth
"You pregnant Tar?" rita asked with a glowing face.
Dance nodded "Yes" said Tari smiling.
"Waaahhh congratulations well Tari, I'm happy" said Rita to hug Tari.
"Thank you" said Tari.
"May you and your baby-to-be healthy" said Rita back while stroking the stomach of Dance which is still flat and amini by Tari.
"Dance, do not you have to resign later if you want to move. I'll limit your activities here so you don't get too cape." Rita bargained.
"No thanks for the offer, I don't want to work unprofessional mbak, I better resign" said Tari.
"Well, I can't see you anymore" said Rita sadly.
"So calm down, next time I come here, or if I'm not busy mbak maen to my house" said Tari calm Rita.
"Yes, I will bring the twins maen to your house" said Rita smiling.
"It's not that dong mbak, anyways we can still exchange news via chat, phone or video call" said Tari
"Yes Tari, you focus on your content, take care of my future nephew yes" said Rita claimed the fetus in the belly of her niece's Dance.
"Ready to do it" said Tari
Today Dari does not work because of submitting resignation per day, he spends time in Rita's room with a casual chat. Until noon arrived Dance resigned herself to Rita and all the employees in Twins Cake.
Mira who heard the news that Tari resigned because she was pregnant, she was happy and envious because there was no longer a rival in Twins Cake, he can freely develop new recipes of his creation without comparison with the work of Dance. But she still envies Tari for being pregnant and living happily with her husband, even though she has tried to destroy her hopes, but her plan brings wisdom to Tari.
Mira is upset, she envies wanting to have a husband like Dance.
"Damn, it seems like they've accepted each other." Mira's inner.
"Gue has to do something for him, to be more broken, I envy you so much like Tari why can you get everything so easily?" mira's mind is upset.
Two hours before Andra came home, she was already home. With a dress dress home national dress mother-mak Dance sitting selonjoran on the sofa while watching tv, really he enjoyed a relaxing moment like this.
"Oh yeah almost forgot not to tell Andra" he murmured.
Dari took her cell phone at the table and opened the green app and called her husband.
"Tuuutt tuuutt." The call still rang, not long after the answer was heard from there.
Andra: "Assalamualaikum, what's wrong Bun?"
Dance : "Bun? this is a dance of mas not Bubun."
Andra: "Bun the mother means not Bubun, not very sensitive."
Andra: "Well, you're the mother of Mas hehehe."
Dance: "Help, oh yes mas today I came home late like abis magrib deh. Go home first, I'll tell you it's okay."
Andra: "Slow again huh?"
Dance: "Yes, there are many orders."
Andra: "What would you say, you should just resign, inget said the doctor did not do too much activity."
Dance : "Yes, I'll think about it again, but I closed it. Assalamualaikum."
Anna: "Waalaikumsalam."
Dance lied to Andra because she wanted to surprise her husband. Though from earlier Dance at home, doing her activities in the kitchen to prepare dinner.
A few hours later Andra arrived at her house, opened her own gate and parked her car and closed it again. With a giant step he entered the house, he was not excited because he could not immediately release his longing for the small creature in the stomach of his wife.
"Assalamualaikum" said Andra when entering the house, it has become a habit of Andra since childhood when entering the house always say hello even though at home there is no one.
"Getishalight."
"Deg." Andra's heart was racing he wondered who answered his greetings, but in his house there was no one, then he tried to say hello again.
"Assalamualaik."
"Getishalight."
"Setaaaannnn." cried Andra was about to run and open the door but he was just holding the door handle heard screaming from the direction of the room.
"Where's satan?" unconscious Dance ran towards Andra.
Andra was astonished to see his wife in front of his eyes, was she really Dance? isn't her Dance overtime?
"You're a demon, right?" show Andra the fear of seeing Dance.
Dance brushed aside Andra's index finger, glaring and folding her lips.
"You're saying I'm a satan mas" he said annoyed.
"Who are you if not the devil?" andra was still scared.
"I'm Tari mas." replied Tari
"Don't you not Dance, Dance again at her workplace, you must be nyamar right be my wife huh?" snapped Andra.
"Your job is that I'm a demon" said Tari began to tear up, since she became pregnant her heart became sensitive.
"You're Dance, really Dance?" ask Andra
"Yes, I dari mas bagaain I satan continues. Am I creepy, huh?" tanya Tari sobbing.
"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry I didn't know you were home because you said you were late" said Andra he brought Tari into his arms and rubbed Tari's hair.
"Tau ah, I bete sama mas." said Tari sulking releasing embrace Andra.
"Don't dong Bun, I'm sorry" said Andra pleading.
"I'm angry at the same point" said Tari.
His intention of wanting to surprise even ended in an unpleasant incident.
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