MUST BE A DEPOSIT

MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 48: BEING ASSERTIVE IS BETTER THAN BEING SILENT BUT PLUNGING


"Are you joking, Huh ! If you're his wife, then introduce me to his affair, how about it?" the woman said in a blatant mockery of Syma.


"Is there anything funny?" Syma folded her hands. Staring at the woman with a cynical smile.


"Of course it's funny. Because as far as I know, Mr. Ersad's wife is dead. Do you want to say that you are Lady Erika, and are currently rising from the grave?"


"I'm not Erika, but Syma. And I'm his legal wife."


Again the woman laughed out loud. And it started to ignite Syma's emotions. Syma tried her hardest to hold back her anger by remaining calm.


"Is this how you usually treat guests? And do you realize that the clothes you're wearing right now are so inappropriate?" Syma asked him.


"I would rather dress like this than a hypocritical woman like you who feels most holy. Though we are just different in choosing sin," said the woman.


"That's because you're too arrogant. And that pride shuts the door of truth.


And you want to know, what's worse than this? The one who knew it was a sin, but he did it anyway. Even with pride he spread his disgrace. Naudzubillah...."


"Go there to the mosque. Don't talk here !"


Without them knowing. Ersad had witnessed their commotion since earlier. The man immediately approached his wife, when he saw that the receptionist had gone too far with his wife.


Ersad came with firm steps and his sharp gaze.


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"YOU'RE FIRED."


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If you think it's Ersad's voice. You guys are wrong. The sound came from Syma's mouth.


Everyone was shocked to hear it. Including Ersad himself. But the man did not interrupt her either. Syma herself is unaware of her husband's presence behind her body.


"Who do you dare fire me?" said the woman with a grim tone.


"I reiterate once again that I am his wife


Ersad Destara's. The wife of the owner of this company. Do you still not understand? Let me make it clear that everything that belongs to my Husband, that too is mine. Including this place ! UNDERSTAND. And this company, it doesn't need a cunning employee like you, who treats every guest with disrespect." Syma slightly raised her voice and emphasized her words.


"Sir, look at this crazy woman. He's talking at will. Better just call security and drag him out, "the woman immediately complained, when she saw Ersad in front of her.


Syma herself was shocked by her husband's presence there.


"Who do you dare to command me, summon security? and again, this woman you call crazy is my wife.


Get your feet up from here, and never show up again" he said coldly.


"But.... "


"SECURITY !!"


Security officers quickly arrived and took the woman out.


"Let's go to my room, you must be tired." Ersad grabs Syma's hand to lead her. But the woman was still fluttering in her place with an indecipherable look on her face.


"Wait, Mas. Looks like there's more I have to take care of" Syma said walking closer to her employees.


Syma looked at every woman's clothes that were there. No woman is sane enough to wear her clothes, Syma thought.


"Are there any non-Muslims?"


They all shook their heads when they heard Syma's question.


"From tomorrow, the women who work here, are strictly forbidden to wear minimal clothes like you wear today. Women are required to wear a hijab to cover the curves of his body. No one else can reveal his aura.


This rule was made to save my husband later. Because he's your leader here. And a leader, will be held accountable in the end, for his leadership." Syma said so firmly.


Inevitably, the employees nodded in agreement. Because they don't want to be the same fate as the receptionist. In reality, they are very angry about the rules.


Ersad himself was silent. A faint smile was engraved on his face. The more days Syma's attitude is getting challenging. 'The 'Hormone of pregnant women is indeed amazing, ' her inner self.


******


"No dear, you're doing the right thing" Ersad said.


"Don't brag, I'm serious."


"Jeez, why do women believe more lies than honesty" Ersad said.


"But I have no regrets about what I did. Better to be firm, than silent but plunging."


"You should understand what I meant just like that. Why have you been such a bitch lately, Syma."


"I'm a bitch?" Syma. But Ersad could see the woman did not accept with his words.


"No, No. You're clever. Stop talking about that.


Where's Zea?" Ersad deliberately switched the conversation so that Syma stopped asking him to argue.


"Ah, Mas did not know, if Zea was already in the waiting it was very difficult to bring her home. Especially if Revan's there."


Syma was not aware that her words made Ersad change his facial expression to cold.


"That guy.. Did you meet again?"


"That's why I came here, Mas. Obviously to avoid that guy. After all, there was Aina there watching him," said Syma who made Ersad feel a little airy.


"good. That's just my wife.never go near any man, be it Revan or who I don't care about."


"Don't go near her. Even knowing her I don't want to." Without Syma realizing it, her words actually ignited her husband's maleness instinct. Because it seemed tempting to him.


"You're good at flirting now.... "


"Tempting? tease what?"


Ersad embraced him affectionately and gave light kisses on Syma's face. Syma was overwhelmed by her husband who would not stop.


"We'd better get Zea now. Pity Aina if it takes too long."


"All right...."


******


When we got to the orphanage. Syma immediately entered with Ersad. Looking for the whereabouts of his daughter who has been abandoned for hours.


At that time, it just so happened that Zea was playing with Aina and Ceyda. There were also some other children with them. And apparently, Revan's home.


Seeing Syma coming from a distance. Zea immediately cheered happily. But when it approached, suddenly Ersad's phone rang. He was forced to raise the call first, because he thought it was important.


While Ceyda who felt familiar, with the man who was next to Syma. Freezes in place. His eyes are perfectly round. Surprise was clearly visible on his face.


And that expression didn't go unnoticed by Syma. Syma begins to suspect him.


"What's the matter, Miss Ceyda? do you know my husband?" syma looked at him confused.


Ceyda immediately turned her face away. It was fortunate that Ersad did not see him because he was busy with phone calls.


"Em.no Syma. Sorry, my stomach still hurts. I have to go to the toilet for a while" said Ceyda looking for an excuse to get out of there. Before Ersad realized his presence.


"alright. When you're done, come back. I'll introduce you to my husband."


Ceyda only nodded slowly, before finally coming out in the opposite direction to Ersad. So the man was completely unaware of his presence there.


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