My husband is not for me
Chapter 32 Why is this Sick?

"Excuse me," the publisher said after placing Arhand and Maira's order.

"Thank you, Mas," Maira said softly in her sweet smile.

"Sama-sama," said his servant, then he retreated and turned back to the back.

"Why do you always say thank you?" arhand asked, looking at his wife.

Maira looked at her husband with a frown. "Why indeed, Mas?, Kan Mas his servant has served us" said Maira.

"That's their job" Arhand said again.

From the tone of Arhand's voice can be guessed if Arhand was jealous of the male publisher. (Ar, Ar, that's jealous ).

"Yes, but still we have to thank the person who helped us" Maira said casually, because she was still not aware of her husband's jealousy.

"They're not helping, they're working" Arhand said.

"Just the same, Mas," said Maira, still not sensitive to the attitude of her husband.

"Different."

"Yes, Mas."

"Different."

Maira closed her eyes. "Oh Allah, it's up to Mas Arhand only," said relented.

"Cok it up to me?" arhand asked with a look at his wife.

Maira looked at her husband with a pity. "Then what should I do, Mom?" maira asked looking at her husband who was acting strangely.

"Nothing" said Arhand with judes.

Seeing Arhand's unusual demeanor, Maira felt her chin as if it had collapsed. "Well?" abugn.

"Let's just eat," said Arhand back, and ate his meal with annoyance even spoon and plate sounds as if to be broken.

POV Author: "Well, it's the fridge seems to forget on the plug, so a lot of talk😂😁."

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"Pa," call Mrs. Nadia on her husband who is focusing on reading magazines.

"Huem," said Mr. Dirga.

"Mama has a friend, and she intends to match her daughter and our son" she said. Nadias.

Mr. Dirga closed the magazine. "Azlan?" asked Mr. Dirga to look at his wife.

"Yes, who else. How many sons do we have. Or Papa has another son from another woman? or the son of the widow of the gatel, yes?" said Ny. Nadia looked at her husband.

"What the hell, Ma. It can't be. Mama there-there was. But if Mama ngizinin may also tuh," said Mr. Dirga with at the end of his sentence he deliberately teased his wife.

"Father!😤," he said firmly with an eagle-like gaze ready to pounce on its prey.

Mr. Dirga's laughter broke, seeing the expression on his wife's face. "Hahaha .. Becanda Ma," he said, intending to rub his wife's cheek but her hand was immediately brushed by Mrs. Nadias.

"The spark is not funny" said Ms. Nadia with judes. His face was still flat with his sharp gaze.

Mr. Dirga slit his saliva rough. "Ok, ok, Papa, I'm sorry. But tell me who's Mama's friend?" tanya tried to divert the conversation.

And sure enough Mr. Dirga's plan was successful, and his palace facial expression had already returned as before. "Mrs. Arsy," he said, refocusing on his previous conversation.

"Mister Blanco's wife?" said Mr. Dirga.

"Yes, Papa know?" ask Ny. Nadia looked at her husband.

"Yes, you know. Kan company Blanco and Dirga have long been working together," said Mr. Dirga.

"So, there is no problem donk," said Ny. Nadia happy.

"No problem what?, Mr Blanco has no daughters," said Mr. Dirga.

Mrs. Nadia looked at her husband with a confused look. "Well?, that's impossible, Pa, the one who told Mama that, ma'am. Arsy himself yes. Arsy's lying. Even at our arisan meeting later he will supervise his daughter to be known to Mama," said Ny. Nadias.

"But as soon as Papa, Mr. Blanco and his wife have no daughters, they only have a single son and he is the CEO of Blanco," said Mr. Dirga again, confidently.

Mrs. Nadia began to look confused and confused. "Yes yes, Pa,🤔. Or maybe ...."

Mr. Dirga immediately attacked his wife's words. "Don't what?, Mama don't think weird, Mr. Balnco can't do that nor his wife" said Mr. Blanco.

"Who is also thinking strangely," upset Mrs. Nadia to her husband.

"Then why does Mom talk like that?" ask Mr. Dirga.

"Mama was just about to say, If they actually have a daughter but it's hidden not in the publicity, Pa. So do not cut the talk of people before it is finished," replied Mrs. Nadia was upset with her husband.

"Yes, yes, Ma. Papa pinta pardon. But if you think about it, Mama's words can be," said Mr. Dirga.

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"Why is your face?" aditya asked Qesya, who looked lethargic.

"I asked nicely, why would he answer like that?" cold Aditya.

Qesya who still felt tightness in her chest due to her misunderstanding of Azlan and Clarisa's relationship became unfocused.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. It is not polite to be an employee" Aditya said angrily.

Qesya clenched her hands, restraining her anger. "Yes, yes, sir. What's up?" qesya asked looking at Aditya.

"What's wrong with your face, why does it look like a dry canoebo" asked Aditya again.

Qesya, who is sensi, becomes very emotional hearing Aditya's call to her. "Master, say what?, Kanebo dried?" qesya said full of annoyance staring at Aditya.

"Yes" said Aditya cuek.

Qesya wanted to be angry, but if he was angry it was possible that the value of the campus would plummet. "Auh ah," he chose not to respond to the superior.

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"Sister," call Azlan.

Clarisa woke up from her daydream. "Huhu?"

"Sister Clarisa why?, from that moment on?" ask Azlan again.

Clarisa shakes her head. "none. Did you order the food?" his tanyanya diverts Azlan's conversation to him.

"It has. But Sister Clarisa why?, the same story me if there is something that disturbs the mind of Sister Clarisa," said Azlan still want to know what disturbs her brother's mind, because Azlan was convinced that something was bothering him.

"The truth is nothing" Clarisa said, not being able to tell her feelings for her sister.

'Huem, okay. But if there's anything Clarisa's gonna have to promise to tell me" Azlan said.

"Huem, yes. Brother promised," Clarisa said, then ate her.

"I'm sure something's been bothering Clarisa's mind, but what?" inner Azlan looked at her uninspired sister after the meeting.

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"Would you like to go there?" asked Arhand because he saw Maira who could not take her eyes off the waves of the beach.

"Can I?" ask Maira to look at her husband.

"Hub. Stand up we will go there" said Arhand rising from his seat.

"But-"

"It's not necessary but. Accelerate stood up," said Arhand extending his hand.

Maira received her husband's hand, got up from the chair and they walked and joined hands to the beach.

Arriving at the beach, Maira took off her arms and ran into Aira. "Waoh .." he said with sparkling eyes staring at the beach.

Maira contemplated her hand receiving the sea breeze. The atmosphere is so cool and comfortable with the sky overcast. "Ueeemmm ...."

"Mass?" he turned around as a hand coiled around his waist.

Arhand lowered his head looking into his wife's eyes. ""Why?"

Maira shakes her head. "No," he smiled.

Cup.

"You likey?" ask Arhand.

Maira nodded her head staring at the sea. " Like it."

"Where if we go to the king of ampat's beach, would you like to?" tanya Arhand lowered his head looking at his wife whom he was addressing right now.

"Mau, Mas," Maira replied by raising her head.

"alright. We'll leave after your guests have gone home. So that we can make a grandchild for Mama" Arhand said unfiltered.

Maira's cheeks turned red because of her husband's speech that was too loose. "Mas," whine spoiled Maira.

They enjoy the view of the sea, even cloudy as if supporting the intimacy of both.

"Why is this so painful" said Azlan who apparently saw the togetherness of Arhand and Maira.

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