Missing Without Time Limits.
I'm not an actor.

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Raga's one-week leave is up, it's time to get back to work. During the holidays he did just make out with his wife.

Enjoying the affection that he had long dreamed of becoming the husband of Zivanna Arneta, a beautiful woman who became his idol since high school.

On a sunny Monday, Zivanna was still busy cleaning the kitchen when her phone on the dinner table rang.

Zivanna's forehead was wrinkled, she was astonished, who called this early in the morning, even her husband had just left, probably still in the middle of the journey.

After wiping her hands with a dry and clean cloth, Zivanna rushed to the phone that continued to roar. She was even more astonished when she saw the name of her husband appearing on the screen.

"Hallo mas, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, dear. hemm, can I ask you a favor?" asked Raga doubtfully

"Seek what, Mas?" Zivanna asked back, she leaned her ass against the dinner table.

"I've arrived at the office, and forgot to bring the file for this morning's meeting, can you take her to the office?"

"Now?"

"Yes, but, if you can't, let the office driver take it."

"No pa-pa, Mas. let me take it, but I take a shower for a while," said Zivanna finally, not pa-pa also take to the office, all the streets.

"Well, honey, the file has a workspace, if it's not wrong it's on the table."

"Yes, I'll take a shower, Mom."

"Be careful, my dear."

"Yes, Mum."

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Zivanna went downstairs half an hour later, unable to clean up for a long time, taking only ten minutes to bathe, she was afraid that her files would be needed quickly.

Wearing navy blue jeans, and also Sabrina's top with matching colors with the pants she wears. His long hair he deliberately untied.

The online taxi he ordered was waiting when he got to the front, not saying much, Zivanna immediately got into the taxi.

"Accordingly, what is the application?" asked the taxi driver, looking briefly at the passenger.

"Yes, sir" said Zivanna, smiling, and a taxi drove down the highway to her husband's office.

It only took her twenty minutes, Zivanna arrived in front of the office, with her heart pounding immediately down, Zivanna stepped a little hesitantly into the lobby.

A few pairs of eyes in the lobby looked at him cynically, Zivanna felt uncomfortable, she approached two receptionists who since she entered the lobby had already glanced at her cynically.

"Sorry, is Mr Raga here yet?" zivanna asked, she looked at the two beautiful and sexy receptionists.

"What are the needs of looking for Mr. Raga, he is busy. if you want, just wait there," the receptionist raised his chin, towards the sofa in this lobby, which was, Zivanna knew she was Tina.

"Can I ask for help, call him, this is important because," said Zivanna again, he had forgotten to bring the phone earlier, so hurriedly.

"I'm busy, if you want to wait, if you don't want to, please go home," said the receptionist ketus, even he seemed not so concerned with the arrival of Zivanna.

Zivanna who was about to leave the two men immediately turned her head, and looked at the two girls who were smiling cynically.

"What do you mean, ma'am.who did you say the actor?" zivanna asked with a slight tremble, even her eyes were already heating up, maybe soon her cries would break.

"Who else is the actor, if not a woman who likes to snatch people's husbands, pity it, Ms. Sandra, in the same row of women whose classes are far below her." Mira chuckles amusedly.

"Yes, pretty isn't it either, maybe Mr. Raga got his pellet." Tina added, and the two girls laughed mockingly.

"I'm not an actor" Zivanna said slightly pressing down, her tears coming down without excuse.

"Hey, don't be a saint, everyone already knows, you are the usurper of Ms. Sandra's fiancee, don't dodge anymore" Mira said.

"You'll regret it, you've insulted me like this" Zivanna said again, and at that moment she saw Danu passing by from the entrance.

"Sir Danu!" zivanna shouted, and the handsome man her husband's assistant smiled, approaching Zivanna.

"Hallo pretty, looking for Raga?" danu asked softly, and the two girls who had said cynically could only bow their heads, unmindfully she was afraid that Zivanna would complain to the assistant boss.

"Yes, there's a file left behind, he said for the meeting," Zivanna said, glancing at the two girls who had closed their mouths shut.

"Your husband is careless."Danu chuckled, and the two girls were both glaring, hearing the husband's words, both looking at each other with scared faces.

"Yes sir, I woke up late, so I hurried to leave." Zivanna giggled amusedly, imagining her husband who was so panicked when he woke up last night, fortunately, Boss, so bad luck is not a problem, right?

"Come, come on up." Danu stepped first, towards the elevator, and Zivanna followed behind, holding the map her husband needed.

"Mir, how is this. Zivanna is married to Raga, apparently, we can be fired, " whispered Tina, she looks pale and frightened.

"Yes Tin, I am also afraid of being fired by Mr. Raga, hopefully Zivanna does not complain to the Boss" said Mira.

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Once in the room Raga, Danu invites Zivanna directly in, see Raga who is so focused on the laptop in front of him, making Zivanna's crying that had been restrained broke just like that.

Zivanna immediately ran up to her husband, and hugged the man.As Raga was shocked, she immediately looked back, as Zivanna was indeed holding him from behind.

"Hey ...Baby, why? come along and cry?" asked Raga, he got up, cupped his wife's face gently.

While Danu was just gawking, she sat on the sofa and looked at the two humans who were showing her affection.In the man's heart was swearing, because Boa was so cruel to single men like her.

"And what are you my wife?" asked Raga, she looked at her assistant sharply.

"Lho, I'm even wrong, nyubit aja not," said Danu, he instead took out a cell phone from inside his pocket, mending playing games alone, rather than having to see the sight of two human beings. so inner Danu about.

Raga looked back at his wife's face, wiped the tears that came down without excuse, "what's up, honey?" ask Raga softly.

Zivanna shook her head, she hugged her husband's body tightly.narrowing her head on the chest of Raga's field, which was so warm and made her comfortable.

"I'm not a lasher."

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