Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
Worrying

"Good Morning Mr. Radit." said Linda Papa's secretary.

I was surprised that the figure of Mas Radit was no stranger to Papa's employees, even Linda seemed to smile respectfully greeting my future husband by saying his name.

"Good morning Linda, is the meeting ready?" tanya Radit makes me even more surprised.

"Already sir, soon to be started." replied Linda nodded.

"What meeting?" ask me when we enter my room.

"Meeting to welcome Miss Clara's new assistant." she smiled meaningfully at me.

"Mas know?" ask me again, suddenly feeling stupid like this.

"Know Honey, Linda called Papa earlier. Since yesterday me and Papa have been in this office."

"Well! How come I'm not talking to you?"

"Yes, after this we'll always be together." she kissed me gently on the cheek, before we finally stepped into the meeting room, I was guessing what would happen there so Mas Radit got to the meeting.

"Sir, here are the files." I saw Linda was so agile to prepare all the needs of the Mas Radit Meeting.

"Thank you." replied Mas Radit then turned to look at me with a smile. Luckily, he did not forget that I was the one who should be prioritized everywhere. Very happy with his treatment.

"Actually what will we discuss so that there must be a meeting like this?" Clara interrupts before Linda opens her meeting.

"Linda started." I said I wouldn't answer Clara. I lyrically he's pissed off because of my words. Whatever!

Really everyone became tense with the meeting led by Mas Radit, even though there were two people who stared cynically, disliking.

"I just want to set the record straight about the sudden change of employees, one of them is Miss Clara's assistant. And the second is our financial manager."

"Sorry sir, isn't the finance manager already there, has he been fired?" an important employee of the company asked, while the old financial manager looked tense.

"No. It's just that I need a Manager and a deputy manager to manage finances." Mas Radit replied calmly.

"To add someone to your finances you should talk to me first. After all you are nobody in this company, why can you speak as if you are the boss! You know that only Susan and I have the right to talk about something like this" Clara said.

"Sorry Mom, Mr. Radit has held the power of Mr. Subroto long before." said Linda defended Mas Radit.

"But now it's different, you can't just make a decision!" clara's Disappointment at Mas Radit.

"Papa trusted him even more than I do Clara" I replied not to lose, he grew even more upset.

Mas Radit calmly opened the file that Linda gave him. Take a piece of paper and give it to Clara.

"Don't forget Miss Clara, we have a 65% stake %. Even your decision to dismiss an employee without meeting first is wrong."

"Of Radit, don't include personal matters on the job." she protested.

"really? Those words should happen to you. Aren't you still ensnared in old love?" mas Radit amazed me.

"Your sister who hasn't been able to move on! She was too carried away." Clara replied, the look in her eyes really implied resistance.

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you everything too. As you know I'm not my sister's brother. It's time you knew that she was my sister, as well as my future wife, we're getting married soon."

It was quiet for a moment when everyone looked at each other.

Brakk!

Ricko wakes up and breaks the table, staring at Mas Radit. "Fuck Lu!"

"Take care of your emotions, here you are just an ordinary employee." replied Mas Radit calmly, pointing at Mas Ricko's chair.

"Alright, the finance manager remains Mr. Rangga, the representative is Juna, not a new person. I'm sure you'll be able to work together." Mas Radit nodded, indicating the meeting could have ended.

"Wait on! Juna's been fired, where maybe he can be hired again here." Clara did not accept.

"Why not? You know he didn't make a mistake. You have no reason to dismiss Juna unilaterally, even he can sue you for not really understanding the contents of the employment contract agreement" explained Mas Radit. Of course it makes Clara speechless.

It was so easy to make the two people silent, I took Mas Radit with pride. It's time I proved that Mas Ricko is nothing.

On Mas Ricko's appeal? He lost far, My Mas Radit appearance is much more handsome, a hundred times that! I chuckle in my heart.

"Are you ready?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Must be this early?" ask me to smile.

"I can't wait to marry my sister who whines too much." she teased me.

"When I whine at you."

"The night before I left" he replied in a whisper.

"That was not intentional." I pushed his face.

"It's been really torturing me for half a year" she grabbed my waist. His treatment really makes me regret, why did not I marry him.

"We're leaving." take me right away, slide into a best boutique, where there are a lot of nice dresses.

"Mas, I want to get married at home" I said.

"But Papa's already booked a hotel, should we get married in the big hall of the hotel just so you don't get tired darling."

"I was also married in a hotel, without Papa" I replied sadly.

"That's different, darling. Now Papa will marry us. Mom and Dad will be very happy. Don't remember the past." Radit grabbed my hand.

"Mas." call me again.

"Yes." she turned her head while driving.

"Can I have a child?" ask me, I got carried away, too worried.

"of course! Why talk like that?"

"I always miscarried." I answered honestly, whether Mas Radit knew it or not, which I must have said.

"Miscarriage is not being able to get pregnant. Why should I worry?" she smiled, not as scared as I was.

"Of course I'm worried. See for yourself, right? Just as Dila she is so tokcer, might soon give birth. And Clara! Mas know? They have a daughter!"

"Yes. Maybe Ricko is not ready to receive a halal sustenance from Allah" he replied lightly.

I took a breath, what Mas Radit said was true. Whether I should be grateful or not, really when I became Mas Ricko's wife I always dreamed, craved the presence of a child. It's just that God hasn't given it.

"Astaghfiullah!"

Said Mas Radit braked suddenly to screech.

"Mas!" I screamed, terrified to see in front of us a huge matic motorcycle got in the way. I know that motorcycle, it belongs to Mas Ricko.

"Down!" as soon as the code I caught from the movement of Mas Ricko's lips, pointed at our car glass.

"Mas!" I held onto Mas Radit's arm, I was so scared to see Mas Ricko who seemed so emotional.