MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 59. NEXT TARGET

It doesn't feel like work hours are over. The afternoon has changed, it is time for all PT employees. Sources Rejeki return to their respective homes.

Yunan the director was already in the parking lot. He wants to quickly get home, because it is already kangen with a calm atmosphere in his dwelling place, joking with family. Accompanied by a cup of coffee served by Alma the wife, also told a story with her two children, Angga her biological son, Tiara stepson.

Although Tiara was not the biological child of Yunan, her affection was undifferentiated. Likewise with Tiara, this increasingly beautiful girl already considers Yunan as her own parents.

Anton, Tiara's real father, never wanted to see him or try to contact him. Moreover, giving a living that should still be given by Anton to Tiara, his biological child.

So naturally, if finally Tiara increasingly forget the figure of her own biological father. He was more proud to be the son of the Greek father.

On the way home, Yunan had time to think about the events in the office that disturbed his mind. Already several times, his flirtatious new secretary began to dare to flirt and look for opportunities to get attention from him.

But Yuanita's intensified efforts have not yet produced results, even the director firmly refused and warned the seductress. Like what happened this afternoon.

"Sir Yunan, here are some papers that must be signed immediately." Said Yuanita while handing the pile of maps to the Yunan table.

"Yes. Just put it on the table. I'll check and sign immediately." Answer Yunan firmly.

But Yuanita did not move from where he was. He began to put a naughty smile on towards Yunan. He dropped the pen he was holding on purpose, not knowing what was in the mind of the seductress.

After the pen was dropped, he glanced towards Yunan and did not immediately pick it up. "Sorry, Sir. Can I get my pen that fell near his feet, Mr. Yunan?"

Yunan turned his head slightly, he did not immediately get the pen. How he did it, while Yuanita's position was nearby with a tight span skirt above the knee. It can cause an uncomfortable look in the eyes of normal men.

Yuanita was deliberately like that, she wanted to ensnare the handsome man who was alone in the room at all costs.

"Ooo.. Please take it yourself." Yunan answered while standing up from her seat and moved away temporarily from the secretary.

"I. yes, sir." Yuanita's words were brief with her face directly bent. The hope is now destroyed, which there he even got a reprimand from the director.

After that Yunan sat down again, and immediately checked some files on his desk. It felt enough, the handsome man affixed the necessary signatures there.

Yuanita could only stand up and bow down in embarrassment. He was annoyed by the reception of Yunan that did not match his expectations.

"This file. Get back to your room immediately. And I have repeatedly suggested. Wear polite clothes! Don't be too short and tight!" Speak Yunan without further ado.

"Yes, Sir. I'm back in the room." Pamit Yuanita with a soft look. Then he turned around and immediately left the director's room with a sour face.

'Men are not normal. Handsome, smitten, but unfortunately he's not fun. Less than me? Whoever I want I can get. Hm... Yunan doesn't know yet, I'll tease her until I can.' Yuanita grumbled dissatisfied with the reality.

The beautiful and coquettish secretary could not shake the determination of the director. Even the loud reprimands that slapped his appearance.

'Hm... Yuanita has teased me several times, sorry yes.I already have a wife who is prettier and more everything than you. My wife Alma is an honorable woman, not as cheap as Yuanita.' Yunan whispered in her heart. He actually does not like the appearance of his secretary who is too minimal in dressing, but if you see from his work dexterity, Yuanita is fairly qualified and disciplined. For that reason, Yunan still had a reason to keep him as his secretary.

"Assalamu'alaikum, "greet Yunan when entering the front porch of the house.

"Waalaikum greetings" replied Angga and Tiara who were chatting there. It has become a habit both like to spend the afternoon, sitting in the front garden of the house that looks green by manila grass and various kinds of bonsai.

Without love the two departed from their seats, and kissed the back of Yunan's right palm with reverence. It has become a custom of Angga and Tiara, respecting and appreciating both parents in starting with simple things.

Then Yunan continued his steps into the house to immediately unwind after working all day.

"Yes, honey." Yunan said with a greeting that made the heart of the woman in front of him love him more.

Not to forget, Alma kissed the back of the right palm of the husband with reverence.

"Would you make coffee or tea, would you?" ask Alma.

"Tea, honey. I'm gonna take a shower first. Sticky body does not feel good if you want to hug you, dear." Pamit Yunan in the room.

Alma immediately prepared her husband's favorite warm tea, accompanied by his blueberry muffin.

Fifteen minutes later, Yunan was refreshed and immediately sat on the front porch with Angga and Tiara.

"Well, there's warm tea" said Alma's husband with a smile on his face. By placing his butt in the rattan chair, he immediately picked up a cup of warm tea on the table.

"Mas, try tasting my muffin! If it's not good, say it's good. He he.." said Alma. Alma also offered to her two children, "Angga, Tiara. It's mama's making a blueberry muffin. Cobain yes, it must be delicious!"

Then the two immediately approached the garden table and tasted the cake made by his mother.

"Hmm. That's delicious, Ma. Mama's cooking is always good" Angga said after having a muffin in her hand.

"Yes dong... Who was his father?" Yunan's clumsiness while glancing towards Alma.

"Lho.. why did papa follow? Why did you help me make what cake??" tiara asked astonished.

"And papa's a neeponsori, how the hell?!" sahut Yunan was relaxed.

They finally laughed at the carefree speech of Yunan but made a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

"Oh yes, Mas. Starting Monday, I got a class assignment to Malang. Yesterday I and four other principals were mandated there for three days." Alma.

"Hm... Yes, Sweetheart. Hopefully the training is smooth and get useful knowledge. But, if you're there, who makes more muffins like gini?" chirps Yunan.

Alma smiled sweetly at her husband's words. "It's only been three days, Mom. After that, no more muffins. Don't you, uh, eat muffins every day?" ask Alma.

"You cook, Alma, I'll never get bored." Yunan answered while looking at the face of his wife who was bowed in shame after receiving praise from her husband.

Fortunately Alma now get a husband Yunan, this man always tried to please his wife, one of them by giving praise. This seemingly trivial thing is often overlooked by husbands in real life. Either because of ego or because the husband does not know the great benefits on the soul of the wife.

Among them make the wife feel appreciated, channel motivation, improve harmony and make the wife's mood better.

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