Not my Choice Husband
Part 20's. Service

Arka only shook her head after the door of her room closed. He massaged his head that felt a bit dizzy because of Nira's actions today. Arka took off her suit and tie and leaned back in her chair. His eyes closed while breathing deeply and throwing them away slowly.

"Sir, this is the financial file you asked for" said Cintya who played in without knocking on the door.

The arc that had just calmed itself was made dumbstruck by the presence of Cintya.

"Put it!" arka orders without opening her eyes. Without opening his eyes, Arka can recognize the voice of his secretary who has not even four months working in his company.

Cintya put the file she was holding on the table. He saw the handsome face of the owner of the company where he worked. Men are much loved by female employees.

"Is there anything you want to say?" tanya Arka was still with her eyes closed.

"Ti, no, sir." replied Cintya nervously. "It seems, you look very tired. If possible, I can help massage your head to make it more fresh." Cintya offered her services.

"As far as you are." replied Arka, because feeling his head is very heavy there is no harm in trying.

Cintya happily walked to the back of Arka and began massaging her boss's head with gentleness.

"Sir, if you may know, who was that woman?" Cintya dared to ask. Didn't know his master would be angry or not be so sass. But he was very curious because the woman had already come twice. For these few months he had never seen a woman who came to his master's office.

Arka was silent for quite a while. For what his secretary wanted to know his personal problems.

"Nobody." replied Arka.

"Ehem, ahemm," someone cleared his throat loudly and made Arka sit upright while staring at the woman who returned to her room.

That woman is Nira. He came back because there was something he had forgotten. But it turns out he was treated to a scene where Arka was enjoying a massage from a woman who had passed him. He could also guess that the sexy-clothed woman must be Arka's secretary.

Arka flicked a finger as a code to get Cintya out.

"But, Master.."

"Get out!" arka's orders were very strict. He was not aware of his actions that allowed Cintya to massage his head could make his secretary misunderstand.

"I think I'm back at the wrong time. I interrupted the boss and the secretary who was," Nira moved her two fingers.

Arka raised her eleven eyebrows, staring at Nira's two fingers. "What?"

"Servising his boss." chirped Nira.

"You mean?" Arka squinted both of her eyes.

"Here it is, forget it." said Nira then sat on the sofa without waiting for the owner of the room to let her.

Arka stood up and sat down next to Nira.

"Hey, don't get too close!" nira Protest. Do not know why his heart was upset to see her husband who was willing to be taken by another woman.

"Why? This is my work space, my company, it's up to me to sit where." said Arka casually. "You explain first you mean to serve earlier." Arka orders while looking fixedly at Nira.

"Ap, what? I just wanted to talk." replied Nira. Do not let her husband jablanya it play origin sosor lips again.

"Explain, or .."

"Stand up!" arka's orders.

Nira looked at her husband in confusion. "For?" asked Nira with both eyebrows linked together.

"Just stand behind me!" for the second time Arka ruled Nira.

Lazily Nira stood behind Arka. "It."

Arka looked back then she leaned leisurely on the sofa. "Massage my head!"

"What?" nira's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Quick do!"

Nira lentic fingers began to massage the head of the Arka and of course the various swearings in the heart just came out.

"Arka, haven't you? My finger is numb." protested Nira who felt she could not stand it anymore. It looks like it's breaking up.

Since there was no answer, Nira's head leaned forward. "Well, he's sleeping." Nira grumbled. Just from earlier he spoke until his lips were stiff, it turned out Arka was delicious to sleep.

"Ish, sick." Arka protests when her hair is accidentally grabbed by Nira.

"Sorry, intentionally" said Nira.

"What?"

"Eh, I mean by accident." said Nira.

"Arka." call Nira again.

"Hmm, uh,"

"Tomorrow my brother's home. He invited me to dinner together. Do you want to accompany me?" ask Nira.

"No. I have a lot of business." replied Arka, she refused Nira's invitation.

"Come, Arka. My brother hasn't been home in years. Come along?" nira Pinta. No way, she came without a husband. Her brother knew she was married. Do not let his family suspect the relationship between him and Arka.

"Huuff..." Arka wastes her rough breath. "I can't. Want you to beg like anything, I can't." Reject Arka again.

"Yes already. I'll go alone." Nira then finished the massage and sauntered away without saying goodbye to Arka because she was very upset. He returned because he wanted to invite his husband to dinner with his extended family, but was rejected.

"Nir." call Arka.

"You'd agree, wouldn't you?" Nira turned back, she had guessed that Arka would definitely change her mind.

"Ck, your confidence level is too high." cried Arka. "That," Arka pointed at the bag lying on the table.

"Oh my goodness. Why can I forget that." said Nira, after picking up her bag, she walked out of her husband's room.