My Husband Is My Secret Lover
Meet the Proud

Since graduating from school my life has been so empty there are no more fathers, sisters and friends beside me. Only Mom was the only one who stayed with me, accompanied me and fought together in repayment of that debt.

I don't know when I can meet the father again, Luna was also very busy with her activities in the boarding school, what else Devi, somehow I lost contact with him.

In addition to standing guard at the cafe, I also help in the news near the house, all I do is to get extra money because the pressure from the loan sharks really makes us overwhelmed.

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One day while I was standing guard at our Grocery Store, someone called me, his voice seemed familiar but I also did not know, I had heard this voice but when and where, where, I don't remember at all

"Lanthana Aditama," said someone across the street, the voice so familiar to my ears. A man's voice but I don't know who.

"Sorry, who is this?" I also asked who he was.

"Did you still remember me? " ask the stranger.

"Sorry, who are you?" my question is, of course I don't remember who he is, just know him no.

"Are you still able to repay your parents' debts?" ask again, now I know that the loan shark is calling me.

"I'm trying, sir, don't worry I'll pay it all off" I don't know what courage I have until I dare say that to him.

Silent for a moment

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"Your time is not much, be prepared to lose it all if you can't pay it off" the man said, assiduously threatening me before he hung up.

Who exactly is this guy, don't we still have 4 more years to pay off the loan, then why would he bother to call me like that.

Actually I want to continue my education to college but with the financial condition of the family like this is possible

Until finally I searched for information about the University that the cost is not too expensive, after a few days of searching I finally managed to find it, a University of Tourism in Jogja. The registration fee is not very expensive, it seems like my savings are enough for that.

I talked to my mom about this. And as young as I agreed, I promised as much as possible I would study while working to help my mother.

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Here I am now, Yogyakarta. A classic city I really wanted to live in.

After doing the registration and some academic tests, I finally got accepted at this campus, I took the D-4 Hospitality and Tourism, and, which will lead me to work in hotels or airlines or everything about Hospitality Industry.

Since entering college I very rarely communicate with my mother, I also work part time in a coffee shop as a Barista, I can quite mix coffee because I also learned it in my campus.

One afternoon, the coffee shop I was working at was very crowded. To the point of overwhelming me, someone came towards my Coffee Maker.

"Make me a cappuccino with the art" said the man, his voice very cold and sounding haughty.

"Well sir, in whose name?" I asked the sixpact man and white man, I could not see his face because he was wearing a mask, judging by the way he dressed like this man was a young executive.

"Yoshi" he said briefly, while fixing his sunglasses.

"Okay, Mr. Yoshi please wait," I said with a smile on his face. Really a proud man. I tried to smile at him but there was no meaningful response from him.

Gosh, I was imagining what if I became his wife would he also be that haughty to me.

Oh my God, what am I thinking about. It seems like the pressure of life again makes me a little shrewd.

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I saw there was a bit of commotion at the table that the man had occupied.

"Didn't you hear? I want that barista to deliver my coffee here." Said the haughty man. What happened was actually whether Nila made a mistake or I made a mistake, I heard the man mention my name.

I was still at my stand to concoct some orders. However, suddenly our supervisor, Mr. Alex came to my stand.

"Ana, hurry to table number 7. Mr. Yoshi wants to see you." Mr. Alex said he looked so scared.

"But sir, what about other customer orders? " i ask you considering the list order is very piled up.

"Just calm down, let me handle it." Alex said with ease.

I wonder who the pia really is to make Mr. Alex drunk, shortly after came the Owner of this Shop, Mother Lia with a nervous face approaching us.

"Alex, what happened, until Mr. Yoshi called and scolded me?" ask Bu Lia while scolding Mr. Alex.

I was really confused how could these two bosses be so submissive to that man named Yoshi, who he really was.

"Mr Yoshi asked Ana, our Barista to deliver his order to his desk" rich Mr. Alex

"Wait what else? hurry up and get that barista to drive him why you made him have to wait so long." Said Bu Lia with high intonation.

"Well Mom, I'm going to go to her desk right now." I said, honestly I was so scared to see this kind of Miss Lia.

"Hurry what are you waiting for, remember Ana do not make Mr. Yoshi angry again, he is the highest investor of this cafe, and also investors from branches of this cafe spread throughout Indonesia." Miss Lia replied seriously.

I was quite surprised to hear that, this arrogant man turned out to be quite powerful here, but what I did not understand was why I had to deliver his order, he said, it doesn't matter if Nila did it the same.

I don't know what he's thinking, he's complaining about something unimportant like this.

Without a second thought I took off my apron and immediately rushed to his desk .

Kuraih coffee that was not delivered by Nila earlier, and I brought it to his desk.

"Sorry sir, this is your coffee order, is there anything else I can do for you?" I said while thrusting a cup of cappuccino at his desk.

"Sit down, accompany me! " he said as he opened his mask and sunglasses, at first glance the eyebrows were very similar to Ikau's eyebrows, but his posture and face were not so similar even I also did not remember Mas Ikau's face, of course because I never looked him right in the face.

His posture is also very different from Mas Ikau, after all where Mas Ikau might be here. And even if he's Mas Ikau, there's no way he'd forget me.

But, one word is certain of course Mas Ikauku will not be as arrogant and as arrogant.

The pressures of life make me hallucinate. Ah what did he say? He asked me to sit at a table with him.

"W-what Sir?" I spontaneously asked him again what he said.

However, suddenly Bu Lia came and immediately pulled my body and sat me in the chair opposite to her chair. I don't know what's wrong with Ms. Lia, this is what she's been up to.

Silent..

We looked at him, he looked at me and I looked at him too, his eyes were like they were stripping me naked, making me very nervous. I am*************my finger under the table.

His face was handsome, but his eyes were very sharp, like there was an aura of hatred in those eyes for me, occasionally I corrected my fallen hair and slipped it into my earlobe.

For a long time we looked at it, not a single word came out of our mouths, for some reason my heart said that it seemed like I had seen this person but where and when? I really don't remember anything .