
This morning Radit plans to tell about the decline experienced by him.
At this time the husband and wife, are having breakfast together, with a menu of bread that is covered with chocolate slai.
Mala is a model, so she can't get into the kitchen. His profession strictly forbids it.
For a model, the skin is a valuable asset, so there should be no injuries at all.
So Radit had to accept, breakfast only with bread and coffee made from his second wife.
"Honey, I want to talk seriously with you" said Radit, staring at Mala who would move from her seat.
"What is Mas?" mala asked, sitting up straight to the husband.
Radit seemed a little hesitant, but he tried to establish his trust in the woman who was carrying the seed.
"khem ..." Radit cleared his throat, to relax the muscles of his body that felt stiff.
Mala's gaze, looking more and more at every change in the face of her husband.
"I ... I'm demoted!" radit said with one breath.
"Huh ..! What..? What did you say, Mas?" Mala still can't digest Radit's words.
"Sorry dear, but I will try to work harder, to prepare for the birth of our child." Radit tried not to make Mala feel disappointed in him.
"Can you do it, Mas? Wh why? Since when?" mala's gaze turned sharp with intonation that began to rise.
"Since ... Since ... I was drunk the other day" said Radit.
"So you came to him because of all this? He knows even more than I do?!" Mala stood up, but Radit was disappointed.
"Dear, it's not like that. I met him just because I wanted to vent my annoyance at him," Radit held Mala's hand with a hearty look.
"Why did you get down, Mom?" ask Mala again.
Radit seemed hesitant to say why he was removed from his managerial post.
"Just yesterday's problems got me screwed up and lost my concentration, so I made some mistakes,"
"Oh, so all this because of your first wife?!" sarkas Mala, looking at Radit sharply.
"Not so"
"You still dare him he is, huh!" Mala immediately cut off Radit's words.
"I want to make a calculation with him anyway, because it's already for you yirun position." break up Mala, with a red face holding back the emotions that already want to overflow.
"Mala, it's all my fault" Radit stood up and prepared to leave for the office immediately.
"Yes, it's your fault. But it's her fault, too." Mala still holds emotions.
Radit just exhales violently.
It was hard to persuade his first wife.
Radit prefers to go to the office immediately, rather than continue to hear the ravings of the pregnant woman.
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Braaks...
All the people in Clarissa Boutique immediately turned their attention, at the arrival of a woman who pushed the door very hard, to cause a loud impact sound.
Mala stood up with hunting breath and a face that was already flushed red, holding back the anger.
Walk quickly into the boutique, regardless of the strange gazes of the visitors and boutique clerks.
"Where is Mba Mala going?" Riska who had just come out from behind immediately rebuked the woman who was now Radit's second wife.
Mala stopped her steps which were only a few meters away from the door of Ayu's work room.
"Your boss is inside?" her tanyanya is cynical, looking sharply at the assistant of her former best friend.
"Nothing, Mba Ayu again came out," Riska replied shaking noisily.
"Don't lie to you!" mala pointed at the face of the person in front of her.
"What am I lying about, what do you want Mba carai Mba Ayu?"
"It's none of your business!" Mala walked away from Riska.
"Eh, where are you going? I told you Mba Ayu doesn't exist!" Riska screamed a little while walking quickly after Mala who had arrived at the door of Ayu's office.
"Akh wants to wait inside, he said Ayu again out right?" arrogant Mala with a face that already looks annoyed.
"No way, Mba wait ahead" Riska protested.
"Wait in front? I usually wait inside, too,"
The debate between Mala and Riska continues without anyone breaking up. Sekar and Wanda are busy up front, to serve customers who are always crowded.
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In front of the boutique, Ayu had just come down along with Naura. After driving Elena home, because her car suddenly broke down, Naira instead wanted to go to the boutique and did not want to go home.
"Grandma goes with Grandpa, Papa works. Who will go home with Naura?" that's the spoiled whimper of a small can that always makes Ayu not bear.
Finally Ayu decided to take Naura to the boutique, after asking Ezra for permission first.
"Yes, it's okay, if you don't mind." that's the answer from Ezra, when he asked for permission earlier.
"I'm sorry, it troubles you constantly," the words sounded very sincere in Ayu's ears.
Ayu smiled faintly.
"It turns out the stiff guy can be gentle too" he thought.
"It's okay, sir, I don't feel bothered" Ayu replied with a smooth slit of her head.
"Well, I'll pick you up in the afternoon for the boutique, take Naura, I trust you."
Ayu smiled faintly, as she imagined the conversation between herself and Ezra inside the phone connection earlier.
"Aunty" Naura tugged at the gaamis dress that Ayu was wearing.
"Yes, Honey?" Ayu directly bowed her head, looking at the little boy who was getting closer to her.
"Rara wants to buy it" he pointed it at the gulali merchant who was resting under a tree.
Ayu followed the direction of Naura's index finger.
"May, but don't do much, promise later after eating a direct gulali toothbrush, okay?" soft Ayu.
"Yes, Rara promised, immediately brush the gig," his face immediately sparkled cheerfully, with a slight jump-and-jump.
The two of them finally turned towards the guler in the front of the shop.
After getting what the little boy wanted, the two of them immediately entered the boutique.
Ayu took the time to greet the customers who came, and chat for a while.
"What's this?" asked Ayu who found two women were fighting with their mouths in front of her room.
Pulling Naura to the back of her body, so as not to see something that has not been deserved to be seen by a child.
The attention of the two people instantly switched on his arrival.
Mala who had been ignited by Riska's emotions, immediately approached Ayu, with a nyalang look.
Plaque...
"Yes!"
Without any cue, Mala's right hand was raised and immediately slapped Ayu's cheek hard enough, to make Ayu turn.
A sense of heat and a little bit of pain began to spread on the left cheek Ayu who had started to redden.
"Naura, can Aunty please?" instead of replying to Mala, Ayu turned around and crouched down in front of the little boy, who was looking at her with teary eyes.
Naura nodded, her gaze fixed on Ayu's cheeks which started to turn red.
"Naura went to the same mini market as Riska, please buy Aunty drinking water, Aunty forgot to buy," Ayu reasoned.
"Eum" nods Naura.
Ayu glanced at Riska, giving the code from her eyes.
Riska nodded and immediately took Naura out of the boutique.
"Do you want to come to my place?" sharp Ayu, after seeing Naura and Riska had already left.
"Based on the unlucky lady, because of you, Mas Radit was removed from office!" Mala spoke a little screamed, her eyes bulged, not accepting.
"Eh, why me?" shocked Ayu, pointing at herself.
"Your husband is down, so what does that have to do with me?" Ayu said coldly, her gaze sharpened, as if ready to argue with her former best friend.
Mala's attitude that always does not want to lose, makes Ayu can guess all this.
Mala would definitely blame herself for everything that was happening inside their household. What else if Radit still meets him.
Therefore, as much as possible Ayu always avoids the man who is still her husband.
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