My Wife Drabia's
09.Have dinner together

The finished Drabia is ready to go to the store. Suddenly heard his phone ringing from the nightstand sign there was a message coming in. Drabia read the message.

Dad××

Drabia, could you please pick up Daddy's files that were left behind at home, and drive him to the office?. I was very busy, not able to go back.

Drabia immediately replied to the message from his father with a smile.

Drabia××

Yes Well.

Drabia rushed out of the room in a hurry. He had to quickly deliver his father's file to the office.Drabia was forced to ride the ojek to quickly arrive.

Arriving at his parents' house, Drabia immediately got a fierce gaze from his father's wife, Drabia's stepmother. But Drabia still paid respect to the middle-aged woman.

"Assalamu alaikum Ma" said Drabia, touching the hand of the woman who never liked it.

"Walaikum salam" said the woman.

Drabia could only sigh, this was what made Drabia not want to return to her father's house, other than the shame of the neighbors. Her stepmother only loved her father and her property.

"Ma, Dad told me to pick up the file that was left behind, where's Ma?" drabia asked, even though his parents' room, Drabia can't just enter. The woman in front of him could be furious, and saying it had no manners.

"No! take it on the table" point at the woman with her chin.

Drabia immediately retrieved the file, and said goodbye.

Arrived at the company where his father worked. It's in Ansel's company. Drabia immediately stepped foot into the company's Assistant Director's room.

Tok tok tok tok

"Assalamu aleikum Yah!" drabia shouted while knocking on the door of his father's room.

"Greetings hall, come in!"

Hearing his father's words, Drabia pushed the door in front of him as he stepped in. Drabia smiled at his father.

"This is the file Well" Drabia put the file he carried on Mr. Ilham's desk.

"Graceful thanks" said Mr. Ilham looking at his daughter with affection.

Even though his daughter was once on the wrong path. Mr. Ilham could not blame his daughter one hundred percent. He's his father, he's the one who failed in educating children. Too busy working, being less attentive to Drabia. What else does his wife not care about Drabia. Maybe that's why Drabia got the wrong way.

Drabia clucked because his father thanked him, just for delivering the file. It was not comparable to what his father had been doing all this time.

"I'm Dad's daughter, it's natural that you ask for help or ask Drabia. I also work for Drabia."

"Then once again I ask for help" Mr. Ilham took a map from a pile of maps on his desk, gave it to Drabia." Please take this map to Ansel's room."

Drabia also took the map from the hand of Mr. Ilham without being able to refuse." With pleasure" he said smiling pretending to be happy to meet with Ansel.

Drabia does not want to until his father finds out how his relationship with Ansel is, until the time comes when Drabia can no longer maintain her marriage.

"Sana fast, it must be signed by Ansel immediately" said Mr. Ilham smiled, looking at the face of his daughter's coffin.

"Then I go first Well" Drabia finally said goodbye and went straight out of her father's room.

Arriving in front of Ansel's room, Drabia knocked on the door in front of him hesitantly.

"Lake in!"

Drabia's heart immediately beat very fast, hearing Ansel's voice telling him to come in. Slowly Drabia pushed the door down while stepping with her head slightly bowed.

"Assalamu alaikum" said Drabia lirih.

"What's wrong?"

"Dad told me to drop off this file" Drabia, who had reached Ansel's desk, put the map in her hand on the table.

Ansel took it and checked the file.

Drabia took her breath, eager for Drabia to ask if Ansel had an event today. But Drabia did not have the courage to ask. Drabia was afraid, Ansel's answer would hurt her heart.

Ansel frowned seeing Drabia still standing in front of his desk. Why the lady hasn't left. Didn't he give you the file?, Ansel thought.

"Why is it still there?" ask Ansel.

Drabia gugub returned Ansel's gaze with glassy eyes.

Seeing that, Ansel sighed and placed the file in his hand on the table."Don't say anything other than you agreeing to divorce."

"That's not what I wanted to say. I want to take you to dinner together at home, I want us to celebrate your birthday" Drabia replied.

She's Ansel's wife, she can't lose to another woman. He was more entitled to Ansel than to Hafshah.

"Please! just this time Ansel" please Drabia set his sights on. Not wrong, is it? That Drabia ruined Hafshah's surprise show plans for Ansel. And fight for what belongs to him.

Ansel fell silent without taking his eyes off Drabia's face, weighing his wife's invitation, whether she accepted it or not.

"All right!"

Drabia's smile immediately expanded, not expecting Ansel to accept his dinner invitation. Then frown her.

'Hafshah hasn't told Ansel anything, or taken him where?' inner Drabia because Ansel accepted her invitation.

"Then I go first" Drabia said goodbye and immediately rushed out of Ansel's room. Drabia will cook food to Ansel's tribe.

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Today Drabia came home early from the store. He had to shop for groceries to cook for dinner with Ansel.

Arriving at home, Drabia immediately brought her groceries to the kitchen, immediately struggling to clean the ingredients she bought earlier.

"Non what do you want to cook?, Auntie help you."

Drabia turned her gaze briefly towards Bi Nina who was already standing beside him." No need to Bi, I'm. Aunty help you get a table and two chairs next to the pool."

"What event is Non?" tanya Bi Nina was confused, seeing the grocery shopping on the table was very much.

"Just do Bi" Drabia should finish cooking quickly. Don't let Ansel come home, everything's not ready.

"Yes Non, Yes Non" Bi Nina also immediately carried out the orders of her employer. Provide tables and chairs at the edge of the pool. Didn't want to make his master's body corrupted.

Drabia also cooks vigorously, his face looks sparkling, although occasionally his hands are exposed to splashes of oil when frying, it's okay. Let's just say it's proof of a wife's struggle to reach a husband's love.

"Aw!" moaning Drabia, horny spirit and hurry, Drabia accidentally sliced his own finger.

"Bi! please take Bi handsaplas!" exclaimed Drabia, immediately wash her injured hand.

Bi Nina who heard Drabia's call, immediately took the medicine box to bring him to the kitchen. Bi Nina had suspected that the employer's hand was injured or exposed to hot oil splashes.

"No, his hand got hurt. Was offered help, not wanting. Must be Miss in a hurry to hunt the cooking, right?" bi Nina's nagging clad in a knife-sliced Drabia finger.

"Just a little injury, that's Bi's usual. Kaya Aunty never had her hand sliced" Drabia replied still smiling despite her hand being injured.

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