Redacted Mr. Barun
TEGA

"Is there anything I can do for you, sir? Introduce, I'm Sabhira. The new secretary of Mr. Erzal. May I know what your name is, sir?" said Sabhira introduced herself in front of her own husband with a smile and full of pride. While the man was giving him eyes that were so sharp as to want to kill as well as both palms that clenched. Especially when looking at the clothes that Sabhira was wearing at the moment.

The girl waved her hand right in front of Barun's face. Because since then the man who was in front of him was just silent, silent.

Barun who had climbed apitam, could not stand it. The man immediately pulled Sabhira's hand and took the girl away to his study. At the same time, Barun's assistant had just arrived on the floor and was about to get out of the elevator had to see the sight of a couple who were very bad.

Brakes.

The door of the room was closed very tightly by Barun. I did not forget that man locked it.

Barun's assistant closed his eyes, then immediately headed to his desk and did not want to interfere with his superiors' personal problems.

"Why is Madam here? the clothes were not .. "the muttered assistant Barun suddenly remembered something but vaguely in his mind. The man immediately brushed it off and refocused on work.

Inside the Barun workspace. Just this time Sabhira saw the gaze of the husband who was really not as usual. He feels very stubborn. His head suddenly shrunk.

"Take that dress off your body!" barun snapped, his voice suddenly rising. The man stood two steps away in front of Sabhira.

"Don't wait, sir! If I take off these clothes, what will I wear? tablecloths?" sahut Sabhira did not accept it. Because Barun gave an order that did not enter his deacon according to him.

"I said take off your clothes!" snarl the man again. His emotions were no longer contained. But Sabhira remained determined not to do so, the girl instead retreated backwards.

Barun did not remain silent, he walked forward matching Sabhira's increasingly backward footsteps. Until ...

Brakes.

Sabhira could not back down anymore because she was held back by her husband's desk. He was confused and looked to the right and left. Not accidentally, his gaze stopped on a small figura in which there was a picture of a man and woman together with a photo, looking familiar.

Somehow Sabhira's heart felt pain after seeing the photo. The girl did not realize that Barun had attached his body to her body.

The man's burly hand was suddenly embracing Sabhira's waist. Then the eyes of the two locked onto each other. Barun saw a speck of sadness that seemed from the look of his wife's eyes.

"Who told you to wear these clothes?" tanya Barun is full of emphasis.

"I'm-I'm alone." Sabhira was very nervous to answer.

Instantly Barun let go of his embrace and threw his body on the floor. Sabhira also fell. The girl became weak just because of a .. taste?

"Why are you so presumptuous of Sabhira? You're wearing that outfit without my permission and you're applying for a job at my own company!" Barun really went up the apoplexy. He spoke with a precise clap in front of Sabhira's face.

"Did Erzal lie to me about his status in this company which turned out not to be his? God, what should I do now?" sabhira said in her wounded heart.

Barun turned around while shaking his waist. The man lowered his head and tried to control his emotions. If until he can not control it, it could be that Sabhira could run out in his hands right now.

Sabhira. "I have to be strong, I can fight it, I was wrong to wear this outfit without her permission" she said inwardly, then wiped away her tears.

"Sorry Mr. .. I'm really sorry for not letting you go first. After all, isn't this indeed your will that doesn't allow me to ask anything of you. Even for breakfast, you can't let me eat. Wrong to lose I'm now working at your company? I work, not begging you." Sabhira expresses all the feelings that have been felt so far.

"If you don't want to take off those clothes. Better now you're home. Don't ever show up back in my office. Especially wearing such clothes" said Barun. Now his voice is a little lowered. Although it sounds flat and indifferent, but better than before.

"No! I'm not going home." Sabhira ventured to change his position to face Barun. Slowly the man's face was raised with both hands crossed with the chest. "I'll find another job, excuse me!" the girl then left the room.

Barun's hands were not silent. The man held Sabhira's steps. "You can come out if you take off the clothes you're wearing right now." The emphasis tone returned.

Sabhira took a deep breath while closing her eyes for a moment, then turned to look at Barun who was squinting at him. With a single blow, Barun's hand slipped from his arm.

"Now I ask, what's up with these clothes? explain to me, sir! so that I understand, I understand. Don't make me a doll that doesn't need anything in this world. I thought you'd changed after that night, but it turns out I was wrong about you. Even you're leb--"

Suddenly, Barun silences his wife's mouth with his aunt. Sabhira rounded her eyes and nodded. Not long after, the girl hit the chest of Barun's field with both of her palms clenched.

"Hah hah hah." Sabhira's breath was piqued. "Suck!"

Barun just smiled grinning. His feet were approaching Sabhira again. "Why are you so hard to manage? The more you fight, the more pressure I'll put on you."

Sabhira glanced towards the exit. The girl was planning to run away from her husband. The sinister face of Barun, reappeared.

"Whatever. From the beginning I never agreed with this marriage. You're fucking crazy! taking a chance in the middle of me who has absolutely no wealth and power like you. You robbed me of the slander you threw about me to my parents. You forced me to do things I never wanted to give you. Then now you want to intend to humiliate me in front of the crowd because I'm not wearing clothes? What kind of man are you, Mr. Barun! Oh ... " Sabhira's hands crossed his chest after he managed to stand in front of the exit. While Barun's hand was raised. But the look in Sabhira's eyes was increasingly challenging, there was no fear at all.

Brakes.

The hand was breaking the door. Sabhira was a little surprised. He breathed a little relieved that Barun did not give him a slap.

*Tok, tock, tock*

To be continue ...