My Husband's Infidelity
Maaf

"W-what is it, Den Azril called me? I don't mean to talk about Aden," asked Nuri, reluctant to follow her employer.

"So you're really talking about me?"

"Ti-no, uh ... I-iya, no-no ... Aduuuuh," replied Nuri stammering nervously as well with a trembling tone of voice.

"So, what not?!"

"I-iya, just a little, hehehehe!" Nuri smiles forced.

'Oh, my God, this girl is funny too? He kept speaking honestly even though his body looked trembling, Fazril's inner being, he quietly held a smile on his lips.

"Come with me now."

"Huh? I-I've been honest, Den. Why do I have to follow Den Azril everything?"

"My name is Fazril, F A Z R I L ... Fazril, not Azril," said Fazril with emphasis.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Den Fazril."

"Yes, what are you waiting for. Come with me now."

Nuri immediately turned her head towards Aunty, looking at the middle-aged woman's face with a glare in my eyes. Aunty stared back at the girl's face, nodding her head as if hinting that everything would be fine.

Fazril started to turn around and walked away from the dining room. Inevitably Nuri was forced to follow the man with feelings of reluctance and fear. He stared at the wide back of a Fazril and hoped that the man would not scold himself anymore. Nuri lowered her head as if she was staring at the footing for the sake of her feet which felt heavy actually.

Bruk!

Nuri's body immediately hit her master's back because Fazril suddenly stopped without being noticed by the girl. He also grimaced in pain while rubbing his forehead rough. While the master again held a smile on his lips feeling anxious. However, the man immediately changed his facial expression and turned around then clucked as if he was annoyed.

"Ck ... Cc ... Ck ...mc ...! You accidentally hit me?" ask Fazril later.

"Huh? N-no, Den. I swear, Den Azril who suddenly stopped without notice will be hit, right?"

"You're blaming me?"

"Lha wong is like that."

"What do your eyes do?"

"To see, Den."

"Don't you know, and you don't see me stopping in front of you?"

Nuri lowered her head. What his master said was true as well. It was wrong to walk down to the point that he did not realize that his master had stopped right in front of him.

"My name is Fazril, not Azril! Oh, my God, you are. Do we need to know first so you don't call my name wrong?"

"Huh?" Nuri frowned.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter!" Again Fazril was very sharp.

"Eu ... Anu, The Fa-Faazril. You called me here for what huh? I won't be angry again, will I?"

'Oh yes, I want to apologize. Why talk about things that are not clear like this?' inner Fazril while closing his eyes now.

"O yes, I forgot. I'm calling you because I want to apologize because I'm not really angry with you," Fazri replied at last, making Nuri who was originally down raised her head and looked at the man's face.

"Mi-apologize?"

Fazril nodded his head with a small smile. Their eyes met and stared at each other. For a moment of silence was created, both of them seemed to dissolve in a sense of admiration for each other's face. Unknowingly, a strange beat was felt within each other's souls. A strange taste for them, because both Fazri and Nuri have long never felt the name in love again.

'Oh my God, I just found out there's a woman as beautiful as she is in this world? Although the clothes she was wearing were very simple, her face was also plain without the slightest make up. Why is my heart beating so fast? Am I really in love with her? Holy hooch!' inner Fazril.

'Den Azril is handsome too if it's good again like gini. Oops ... Conscious, Ri. Who is he? He begat you, lest Nuri hold back the speech in her heart.

"Hayo what are you guys doing? Om Fazril ko ngeliatin Mbaknya up to kayak? Ehem ... Ehem ..." chirped Lani walking over while smiling wily.

Buyar had been the second banquet, Lani's voice suddenly sounded jarring as well as shocking. Both turned their faces to the side. Trying to regulate the heartbeat of those who had been beating irregularly also tried to neutralize the thoughts of each of them who had just dissolved in a long daydream.

"I'm sorry, Non, Den," said Nuri bowing her body polite and friendly.

"Wait, Ma'am," asked Lani in her signature tone of voice.

"Y-yes, Nope."

"Whose name is Ma'am? New maid's here huh? Ko is pretty as a maid? why not be an artist."

Nuri smiled wryly while scratching her head which actually did not feel itchy at all. He did not know what to answer this little girl's question.

Fazril who witnessed it could only smile a little while looking at the face of the housekeeper who seemed to be fluttering in response to his nephew's question. Lani looked up at her beloved Om face with a frowned forehead. The little girl's lips immediately smiled widely.

"Hayoo! Do you like this same mom? Oh, my God, Om!" chirp Lani made Fazril's face instantly flushed in embarrassment of course.

"Huh? Wh-what? Su-like? Ahhaha!"

'Do I like this girl? No, it's not possible. Remember Fazril, he's just a housekeeper. Far from the criteria of your dream wife, Fazril inner rejection of his own feelings.

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