
An awkward atmosphere from the beginning of the journey until arriving in front of the office lobby is quite famous. Arex stopped the wife's car according to Mala's instructions.
“Do you not work first? Your body is still limp like that.” said Arex. Although Bimala wears thin makeup is not able to cover my eyes that are not as fresh as usual.
“If it could be like that, I would too. But this office doesn't belong to my ancestors. Which can be that easy, permission. There are many requirements if you need permission. I better just go in. And only until 2pm. No problem, I can endure this pain.” For the first time they spoke in a quiet voice.
Arex was very relieved to hear the response of the wife who no longer spoke ketus to him. The gaze of the two had met, until Mala decided to look ahead.
“Em. I go first.” said the woman rushed out of the car.
And Arex immediately drove his car out of the company area where the wife worked. Now the man chose to head to a house in an elite area.
The towering gate of the house was seen from the outside several men stood guard in all-dark uniforms.
The two sides of the gate were automatically shifted. Arex drove the wife's car. Guards, waiters all lined up ducked when they found out who was in the car. Not a single eye dared to look at the arrival of the master.
With her legs up, Arex got out of the car and walked into a very magnificent house. Seen a page so wide he passed by his car.
“Welcome, Sir. Can I help you?” So formal was the question of someone who served as the leader of all the servants in the Arex residence.
“Make me warm ginger.” replied Arex without stopping his steps towards the room. The man who followed his steps immediately nodded and said.
“Good, Sir. Immediately I interracede.” he said and stopped following the master.
Inside the room, Arex was resting his tired body. Tired if he had to hear the abuse of the in-laws who did not deserve it at all.
“No matter how his mother refused, if my wife had accepted me. Everything will be easy to control.” murmured while enjoying the comfort provided by his private room.
One hand Arex moved to press the button on the side of his bed. Instantly the bed was moving in a certain part and seemed to give massage to the body Arex.
While enjoying it unconsciously, Arex had already closed his eyes. Waking up last night to see his wife in so much pain. Fortunately, Mala's condition improved when she last visited the wife at dawn.
Well, I think Arex was very agitated in his room thinking about his sick wife. As the in-law went to the hospital, Arex again checked on Bimala. Several times he went back and forth without intending to sleep in Mala's room.
There was a faint sound of knocking on the door.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
“Excuse me, Mr.” Both of Arex's eyes that had just fallen asleep were now open instantly.
No reply, the butler opened the door immediately. His eyes stared at the man who was already sitting at the side of the bed while staring at the lit mobile phone screen.
“Please, Mr.” say respectfully to the middle-aged man.
“You can go, Sir.” says Arex.
It was in that room that Arex began to re-do all his pending activities. Worked checking the number of emails that entered the computer, calling the secretary at the office and some important people that he had to meet today.
After preparing all his work, Arex chose to immediately prepare. An expensive coat wrapped in a hanging closet grabbed two male servants who helped him prepare.
“Master, breakfast is ready.” The voice of the female servant standing in the doorway gasped for breath. It is common for them to work quickly when serving the master of the magnificent house.
“Em,” sahut Arex walk leave room. The briefcase was also brought by the male servant who followed in his footsteps.
“Don't forget, my clothes were put in the car back.” order Arex.
“I'm sorry, Sir. In your car or in the car?” Carefully the waiter asked.
“The car that was.” said Arex.
Breakfast was finished and Arex headed to a place that had become his agreement to a business partner.
It was a really busy Monday for Arex. Even for a leave he did not take because he remembered the many things he had to finish by himself.
“Mr Arex, congratulations on your wedding.” Congratulations were heard from Arex's business partner at the time.
All did know if Arex was married because some company seemed to hear from Arex's own lips. Until now, everyone is still curious about what kind of woman can melt the heart of a very quiet Arex.
If most people as leaders would be arrogant and rude, different from Arex. The man was very talkative. His calm face that was always able to finish everything actually made the surrounding people so respectful to him.
“Thank you.” replied Arex received a helping hand from his business partner.
At the hotel, four of them sat. Arex with the secretary. And the man before him was also with the secretary.
They seemed serious about the company's cooperation that would be extended. Meanwhile, on the other hand, Bimala looked constantly trying to massage his forehead to be strong.
“Excited, just rest again. Just a few more hours. Come Mala you can,” he told himself.
Everyone is busy with their own business. No one knows if today Sari has returned home to rest.
“Bi! Auntie!” shouted the middle-aged woman.
Immediately Bi Lala ran quickly to the main door where the master was already standing with his hands ruffled waist.
“I-iya, Mistress..” says Aunt half bent.
“Did the man sleep in Mala's room again last night after I left?” sari asked with probing eyes.
Bi Lala immediately shook her head. “No, Mistress. Master sleeping in his room in the back.” Bi Lala was very afraid if her employer asked any further.
“What if the Madam knows Miss Mala is leaving with Mr well?” fear is not playing.
“Already, Aunty just continue the work. I want to rest. Sleeping in the hospital for my body pegel all.” said Sari passed leaving Bi Lala.
His eyes noticed the state of the house that was very quiet. There was no son-in-law she did not consider that she saw. Tired of attacking her body, Sari chose indifferently and went into the room.