Not my Choice Husband
46. The wounded heart
Nira remained standing there with a blank look and with a very wounded heart. Want to make a sound can not because it stuck in the throat. He then sat down limp on the chair without caring about the many pairs of eyes that looked at him.
Finally the cry that he had been enduring escaped so swiftly. Several times he wiped the tears as if he did not want to stop.
"Miss, do you want to order something?" ask a servant who approached him. Nira looked up at the waiter.
"Didn't you know I was sad?" nira asked with tears still flowing.
Sroottt...! Nira took out her snot using a tissue.
The waiter only grinned at the beautiful woman in front of him who turned out to be very slovenly.
"What look-look? Do you want me to share this little bit of heartache?" asked Nira while patting her chest which still felt very tight. The waiter shook his head. "Then why are you still standing here?" Nira flicked her finger to let the servant go from before her.
"Hey, wait!" call Nira when the waiter has walked away. Lazily, the servant turned his body.
"I ordered a very sour iced orange" said Nira. "Remember! That's super acidic, huh?" repeat so that the waiter is not mistaken. "Don't use sugar!" he added and the waiter wrote Nira's order and passed from before her.
Due to an incident at a restaurant that makes her feelings broken, Nira forgets her main purpose. He might not even know that someone there was waiting for him with a rumbling stomach holding back hunger.
He was Arka who was currently just continuing to get angry at her assistant. "You see what time it is, Rey? Why hasn't he arrived yet?" asked Arka with an annoyed face. Yeah, Arka does know that Nira wants to go to her company to bring her lunch. Of course he was told by Rahmat sir.
"Maybe the motorcycle tyre that Miss Nira was riding leaked, sir." replied Rey origin. He just kept looking for answers that he thought made no sense. From the motorcycle, it's stuck, it's out of gas and now the tires are leaking. He felt very embarrassed by the complaints of his super-thump master.
"Did I order food in the cafeteria first or from the restaurant, sir?" ask Rey who actually did not have the heart to see her master starve.
"Do you not feel sorry for the worms in your stomach that have not been fed since the morning?" asked Rey with all her persuasion so that her master would eat.
"So you feel more sorry for the worms in my stomach than me?" exclaim Arka not accept.
"Wrong again!" rey grumbled while scratching his non-itchy nape. "Where have you been, Miss? Come quickly! Do not let the hair on my head fall out all because it is messed with the behavior of your childish husband." Inner Rey while glancing at her master who was busy with his phone.
"You see, Rey!" Arka thrust her phone at her assistant. "Why does my wife have to hold the bouncer's waist? How messy they are." said Arka annoyed when he again saw a video recording sent by the guards who guard at his house, where Nira who was being hugged by a motorcycle taxi driver.
Rey wastes her rough breathing while putting her master's phone on the table and already three times she's seen the video footage. "Master, everywhere if the bollards of motorcycles do have to be held. If it falls, how?" obviously Rey is lazy.
"But it doesn't have to be this close, does it?" Arka took her phone and watched the video again closely.
"Sir, than you think of that unimportant video, mengingan You think of Your stomach that from this morning has not filled the food in the slightest." Rey tried to divert the conversation.
Rey squinted her eyes at Arka. "Sir, why do you care so much about Miss Nira? What, are there seeds of love in your heart? Don't tell me you're jealous?" ask Rey full of probes.
"Your imagination is too high!" Arka Disputation. He stood up and grabbed his coat. "You're coming with me!" arka orders while stepping her feet out of her study.
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