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Cheating vs Wife Legitimate

Rara arrives first at the office, before Purba and Mona. Rara also prepared warm tea for her boss. He had no idea that Mona would be coming to the office this morning.

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When the door opened, Rara who was already busy with her laptop, turned her head. She was actually already preparing to welcome Rara, she had already stood up and stepped up. However, when later seeing Mona enter behind Purba, Rara's steps stopped.

Already Rara stood up and faced the door, rather it was close to Purba, Rara finally bowed, saluting. First in Ancient and second in Mona.

Though ordinary caution, Rara had never done such an honor. Mostly just say hello with a smile or a little good morning.

However, because Rara was already standing, so did something she had never done before.

Mona smiles triumphantly, as she sees Rara bowing herself to herself. Until here Mona feels victorious however Rara feels proud, she remains on the honorable side.

Mona sat down near Rara. Rara who had just welcomed her two bosses was sitting in the original place, while Mona deliberately took a position parallel to Rara.  Mona and Rara sit side by side.

“You can work while listening to me?” ask Mona.

Rara just nodded, accompanied by a greeting, “Please.”

“Ok, listen carefully. I'll take you to socialite in two days and you have to!” saying where to the point seems coercion.

“But my Mom ...,” says Rara hanging.

“No excuses, I told Mas Purba and it was allowed. That's why I dare to directly order you instead of asking for permission.  Listen once again, I command you not to ask permission,” Mona said with emphasis.

“Iya Ma'am, fine.” Rara finally agreed.

Rara tried not to think. Though in her heart she suspects, that Mona will do something weird to her.

Today was really a shitty day for Rara, as well as for Purba. How not, they work instead of spirit, even become uncomfortable. Because they feel equally monitored, namely by Mona.

The primeval moment of drinking his tea was prevented by Mona.

“Why Ma?” Ask Ancient astonished.

“Let me make a new one,” Mona said.

“What is this why Ma? This too, is still new.”

“So you don't want a drink made by me?” ask Mona.

“Ya already, it's up to you.” Ancient surrender.

As Purba and Mona were discussing about tea, Rara turned her head towards them. Purba finds out when Rara notices him and his wife.

Purba felt, surely Rara felt bad his homemade tea was not drunk. Ancient looking for a sense how to make Rara not offended.

Mona picked up a new glass that was in the closet, still in the room. As always put the original jasmine tea bag, then brew from the hot water dispenser.

Purba gave the code to Bizar, who as usual stood by in a seat near the door. Bizar approached Purba, he pretended to thrust the report on his phone, on Purba who was focusing on his laptop monitor screen.

“Pak, this ..., Eh!” Bizar's words were deliberately hung, as if he was surprised by his Ancient cough.

Purba also pretended to cough when Bizar had just come would show a report. The scenario, he pretended to be surprised by Bizar's arrival from behind him.

“Bapak why Sir? This is drunk first,” said Bizar.

Purba grabbed a tea glass from Rara's concoction. She sipped it with eyes towards Rara, surely with a slight smile on her face.

 So did Rara, she smiled happily seeing her tea drunk by Purba, in her heart she still won one step away from Mona.

Mona turned her head when she knew Purba was coughing, then she was upset. The tea that is being made has not been drunk Purba, even Purba first drink tea made by Rara.

Mona knows, Rara just felt like she won.

Mona approached Purba, she gave her homemade tea.

“What's this, Ma?” tanya Purba who still holds a tea glass made by Rara.

Mona took the glass that her husband held. Then he threw it in the sink.

“Loh, Mom. Why dumped?” ask the ancients, astonished.

“It was mixed with the virus, you just drink this one, still new,” said Mona, thrusting her tea glass on the lips of Purba.

“But I've been drinking, Ma,” elak Purba.

“So the water wasn't warm enough. This is still very warm, good for your throat so as not to cough again,” explained Mona.

“But the drinking water was fine, there was no virus. It's all coming from this room, the glass water, what virus is it, Ma? Don't overdo it, deh.”

“Papa .. was it a cough, after coughing a drink from that glass, the virus went into the glass, right? Well, now replaced the new one,” Mona explained.

Purba just cleared his throat, he obeyed what Mona said so that there would be no long debate.

Mona turned to Rara, as she offered the drink to her husband, directly to her mouth.

Mona's setting on Rara hints that the affair can never be number one. Although one time he got the first position, it was just a coincidence.

The whole life of a legal wife has full rights on her husband. Nothing can replace him at all, no matter how great his affair, still he gets a mark from a legitimate wife. It was Mona's heart, if only it could be spoken.

From morning until noon, successfully, Mona gets a hunk of her secretary. Like the 1:0 match, for Rara and Mona, this time of course Mona who lost

When the break arrived, Rara will deliberately not rest to the cafeteria, nor do they want to know where Purba and Mona went. Surely they will not eat in the cafeteria as well, they will eat outside for sure.  

And Rara chose to go to Sari's room.  For a long time he had not been to the consumption room, conversing with the sari.

“Eh Rara, tumben you here?” ask Sari.  He was mopping the room.

Rara who had entered she immediately sat down, lifting her legs to the wood that stretched under the table, so that Sari freely to mop.

While working Sari gossiped with Rara. She asks for a fashion show next week, is Rara ready?

Sari's question confused Rara.

“Prepared how Sar?” ask Rara.

“You don't know yet? You are his secretary Mr. Purb.” 

“Iya what is it?” ask Rara.

“I can leak from Fira for fashion show later, there will be representatives from this company, to bring batik produced by Bonafit Tekstil company.  Usually the secretary, like last year,” explained Sari.

“Ah time? I don't understand. Have not talked about anything yet, Mr. Purba.”

“She forgot maybe, busy or not,” timpal Sari.

“Although yes, I have to get ready how?”

“Yes, you are ready to make a better appearance. At least to the cake salon, care, let the more kinclong. You know, hehehe sorry, you are still too simple to later appear on the catwalk,” explained Sari, somewhat doubtful, afraid Rara offended.

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