MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 52. THE MATCH STARTED

Twelve o'clock, time to rest the employees at PT. Rejeki Source. All employees walked out of the room to the cafeteria to enjoy lunch and some also chose to enjoy the warm coffee during the day.

Dahlia stood up from her seat. He looked lethargic and uninspired. Kamila invited him out of the room, because his stomach was rumbling to immediately enjoy a plate of rice in the canteen.

"Lia, come on dong! I'm so hungry!" bring Kamila.

"Yes, stay with Mila" replied Dahlia.

"You sick? Why are those malesan, anyway? Not as usual? Is there a problem with Anton?" kamila's questions await Dahlia's answer.

"It's okay, Mil. I'm not sick anyway. Just tired," answered Dahlia with a sour face.

"If Anton starts messing with you, tell me! I'll find a solution. Ugly gini, I've experienced men's ngadepin. If you can, teach Anton a lesson! Let's not be with you, Lia!" kamila's decree is already widowed and automatically has more experience in his age that has begun to mature, he is seven years older than Dahlia.

Dahlia only smiled wryly at Kamila's words that seemed to have memorized male habits. The two women continued walking towards the cafeteria, telling stories and joking jokes to reduce their fatigue while struggling with a pile of tasks.

They were in the canteen. Dahlia and Kamila chose to sit in a corner, so they could confide in each other safely and freely.

After Dahlia sat her ass down, she started to open her voice. "Why doesn't Anton care about me now, Mila? Similar to Anton before. I WA not read, especially in reply. As far as I can remember, I had nothing to do with him."

"So that? Is it because he is now close to that woman huh? All I heard was that the woman was Yuanita, she was the new secretary of Pak Yunan. But that's not sure either, Lia. I was just guessing. If Anton has turned his back on you, yes. Than you defend, but you even hurt yourself, right? There are still many men who want to be with you, Lia. Don't focus on Anton!" Kamila's advice to her close friend. He does not want to see Dahlia sad because of Anton. Because he himself has experienced what it feels like to be disappointed by men.

"Yes, Mila." Dahlia replied expressionlessly. Dahlia's mouth can say yes to Kamila. But in his heart he still very much hopes for Anton's love that hangs.

Suddenly Dahlia's phone heard an incoming message. He checked who sent the message. He was so hopeful, Anton sent him.

His eyes widened and his face returned after knowing who sent the message.

'Mas Anton?!' quickly he opened the message.

(Sorry I just got back. After work, I'll stop by the apartment, baby) Anton wrote.

Dahlia quickly replies (Yes, Mas). Heart's blossoming. His gaze swept across the room in the cafeteria, finally finding Anton again walking in and putting on a sweet smile at him.

As the two gazes looked at each other, the tremors of the sense came back to greet Dahlia. But unlike Anton, when he had looked into Dahlia's eyes, there was a rumble of lust that became his obsession.

'For this time, I have to get you, Dahlia. I cannot fail a second time' Anton murmured inwardly.

Anton approaches Bondan's and Darwis' chair, eventually joining the men's typical joking and laughter. Accompanied by a cup of hot coffee and spend a cigarette to reduce fatigue.

"Who was that beautiful woman yesterday, Ton? Like a new employee, but you're familiar?" ask Darwis.

"Hmm.he's Yuanita, Mr. Yunan's new secretary. Beautiful huh? Coincidentally yesterday morning passed by me when Mr. Yunan's room nyari. Yeah, I'm acquaintance, dong. The opportunity won't come twice, will it?" look at Anton with pride.

"You're embatting too, Ton?" Babe Bondan.

"If he wants to, why am I wasting it? What kind of rejeki is it rejected? Aren't you?" His playboy soul thrashed.

"Anton... Anton... trus, where are you, Dahlia? Don't like to play with women's hearts, can apes you!" answer Darwis while shaking his head.

"I'm not playing games, Dar. But I'm entitled to a selection, which woman is best for me, right?!" anton said without feeling guilty.

"It's up to you, Ton. Risk of own responsibility. I'm just ngingetin, it's not good to hurt women." said Bondan who is the same age as Anton, 35 years old.

Bondan and Anton are the same age, but Bondan looks older than his age, because his body is fat and his skin is dark and he is not much style. Distant with Anton, he looks younger and fress because he takes care of his appearance. The playboy man also did not see that he had a family.

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After breakfast, Alma prepared to go to her place of teaching. Do not forget to say goodbye to the husband who loves him very much. Alma kissed the back of Yunan's right palm with reverence. Yunan replied by kissing his wife warmly.

"Darling... Remember yes! Stay energized! Don't be afraid of Heni! I'm sure you're a strong woman, ready for any challenge. Heni mah. keciiil." Maximum support shown by Yunan to Alma. Because his wife had told him about Heni who would start teaching at his school from today.

It is inconceivable that Yunan was not on Alma's side. It is certain that he will be fragile and easily swayed by bullies around him, especially Heni.

"I'm leaving first, Mom. Assalamualaikum." Pamit Alma who first to his workplace because before seven, he must have gotten there. Yunan is still an hour away. The handsome man had only been to his company around eight in the morning.

"Waalaikum salam. Yes, sweetie. Careful, yes!" yunan replied with a smile.

Alma started riding her white scoopy bike. Although she has become the wife of an unclean director, but simplicity is still her choice. Yunan had prepared a car for his wife to avoid the heat and rain, but Alma refused on the grounds that he preferred to ride his favorite motorcycle.

On the way to the school which was only taken for less than thirty minutes, Alma was a little agitated. He tried to relax and enjoy the journey as usual, but the face of the woman he hated always reflected in the corner of his eyes.

'Oh God... Strengthen Your servant in the face of Your trials. I'm sure in every difficulty there must be ease. That is your promise in the Qur'an. The right must win, and the wrong must lose.' Alma spoke to himself and did not forget to pray to the Power.

Arriving at the school gate, he was greeted by some of his students with a sweet smile and cuteness.

"Mom Alma"

"Morning, Miss Alma"

"Good morning, Miss Alma"

"Assalamualaikum, Miss Guru is beautiful"

Alma smilingly stared at one by one their innocent faces.

"Waalaikum greetings, dear. Good morning." Good morning." Reply Alma while holding one of the disciples who had surrounded him.

"Mom Alma...in the office there's a new teacher?" ask Monica the cute cute one.

"Oh yeah? I don't know yet, dear," replied Alma somewhat nervously, but she hurriedly strengthened her inner self.

'That means Heni has come' Alma said in his heart.

After arriving at the front door of the teacher room, the children waved at Alma and hurriedly ran towards the classroom.

Deg

Alma slightly trembled looking at the woman who had been imagined earlier, now sitting in the teacher's room.

"How are you, Alma, my friend?" Heni stretched out his right hand to invite Alma to shake hands.

With a slight smile, Alma received the woman's helping hand as she said, "Alhamdulillah, fine."

"Are you really good, Alma?" ask Heni cynically.

"Of course," Alma replied firmly.

"Hmmm..." Heni stared intently at Alma's face with a smile of contempt. More precisely underestimating Alma's power.

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