My employer, my husband
Chapter 12

While Danish was still walking towards the front yard of his company, Aditya first arrived there and waited for Nazia's arrival.

"Ah, that's it! Lucky I met him first," muttered Aditya as he ran to his father's car.

"Stop, Sir! Stop that!" aditya said while hitting the body of his car.

"You! Quickly come out," he said as he pointed at Nazia with a panicked face.

"And you'd better just go home, let him come home by ojek!" tell the Driver.

"Good, Sir."

After Nazia got out of the car, the driver immediately drove away, leaving the big company. Nazia and Aditya are still there.

Aditya squinted his eyes while paying attention to Nazia's appearance. The girl felt awry when Aditya looked at her with a strange look. He even paid attention to his own appearance and Nazia felt that there was nothing wrong with his appearance today.

As usual, he only wore a long skirt and shirt that he bought on the roadside market. For Nazia it was not a big deal, but not for Aditya. To him the appearance of the girl was very ancient and clumsy. It is a long way to go when compared to Helen and the girls who work in a big company owned by Mr. Keanu.

Aditya really did not understand why his father and mother insisted on making a match with the girl. And even more sadly, he couldn't resist it.

"Come here!"

Aditya gripped Nazia's arm then took her away from the place. Nazia was so shocked that Aditya treated her so harshly. His arm even hurt when Aditya grabbed him.

"Huh, why did you come here! Do you want to embarrass me?! Want to put where my face if the office people know that you are my future wife who is poor, the village again," he regretted.

Aditya's reddened face looked at Nazia and made the girl frightened. His body even shook with fear.

"I-I told Mom, Mom."

"Remember, yes!" Aditya pointed at Nazia's face with his index finger. "Never show your face to this place again! I'm not kidding, Nazia! And one more thing, if you meet anyone who works in this place, don't ever tell me about our relationship, you understand?!"

Without thinking much, Nazia nodded her head quickly. "L-yes! I understand, Mas." said stammering.

"Good! Now you get out of this place and bring the food with you."

Aditya breezed away and went back into the big company.

"Basar, I am an SD child given all supplies. Besides, I'm sure that the girl's cooking fits on the tongue of a person of the same level as her!" he muttered as he moved his foot towards the office.

Meanwhile.

"Sister Danish, here!" keyla shouted in front of his company.

"What the hell, Key?"

Danish approached Keyla who was sitting on her favorite motorcycle while smiling sillyly at her sister.

"Sister, ask for money, donk! My wallet's gone home and my bike needs this drink! Lucky near here, otherwise address home on foot," he said.

Danish shook his head while taking out his wallet. He handed Keyla some money and was immediately greeted by the girl.

"Keyla, Keyla! There's-there," said Danish while scrambling the top of his sister's head.

"Thank you, Brother. Keyla go home first!"

"That's Nazia, isn't it?" muttered.

Danish continued to watch Nazia who was stepping footed with her head bowed to the ground. Curious, Danish ran over and approached the girl.

"Nazia!?"

Sontak Nazia also looked. Danish looked in wonder at the girl as her beautiful eyes looked teary. And it seemed like the girl wanted to cry, but was held back by him.

"Master works at this company too, huh?" ask Nazia.

The girl tried to hide her sadness by smiling as sweetly as possible to the handsome man before her.

"Ehm, yeah. I also work here" said Danish with a warm smile.

"Well! Great sir, yes."

Danish noticed Nazia's appearance and she really liked the girl's simplicity. And now his eyes were fixed on the supply box that was still held by the girl.

"Is that what you brought?" asked Danish while pointing at the box.

"This?!" Nazia raised her hand that was carrying the box.

"Yes,"

"It's a lunchbox, it's white rice and chicken curry," Nazia chuckled softly after saying that. Not because it was funny, but his heart ached when he remembered Aditya's treatment just now to him.

"Well, who's cooking? You, huh? Um, it must be delicious. Because the smell was smelled all the way here," seduced Danish.

Nazia looked back at the box. "Master, will?" ask Nazia.

Danish was surprised to hear Nazia's question. He was only joking, but the girl took him seriously. Nazia handed the box to Danish and was greeted by him with great enthusiasm.

"So, is this for me?" ask Danish to make sure.

Nazia smiled as she nodded her head. "Yes, Sir. Take it," he said.

"Come here,"

Danish invited Nazia to sit in a long chair around the place. After Nazia sat next to him, he began to open the supply box given by Nazia.

"Wait until I finish eating, huh?!" pinta Danish's.

Nazia nodded back. His disappointment to Aditya was slightly treated. Apparently there are still people willing to eat their food. Slowly, Danish started her first feed. Nazia was a little tense, as she was afraid that the man did not like her cooking.

"How does it feel, sir?" nazia asked with a serious face looking at Danish who was chewing her food.

Danish smiled as she gave her thumbs up to the girl. "It turns out your cooking is really good, Nazia."

Nazia breathed a sigh of relief then returned the man's smile. "Thank God,"

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