
From the morning Alma who is currently in the office was not focused on doing his job, because of thoughts about Romi and Lisa.
"God.. What's wrong with me? Why did I become suspicious of Mas Romi and Lisa," Alma muttered softly as she leaned her body against the chair.
An idea came to Alma's mind. He looked at the clock that was coiled around his wrist.
"Five o'clock" Alma said as she looked at the clock. Alma took the phone and contacted someone.
"Hello Assalamualaikum, Mas.." Alma said a greeting when the connection was connected.
📲"Waalaikumsalam darling.. What's up?" sahut Romi from across.
"Mas.. I seem to be overtime today, I have a lot of work to do." Alma told a lie.
📲"Oblow? What time did you come home? Why not take her home to her job?"
There was a breath coming out of Alma's mouth.
"It's better to work in the office, Mas."
📲"All right, just tell me what time you come home so I can pick you up.."
"Hm" said Alma lethargic. Romi did not force him to stay late. Alma felt stupid because she suspected her husband recently.
📲"Yes, I hung up. I have a lot of work to do, baby.."
"Yes. Don't you forget lunch?" Alma kept trying to pay attention to Romi.
📲"Yes, you too huh? Bye darling.. Assalamualaikum,"
"Wa'alaikumsalam." - Alma.
Call disconnected.
Alma stared at her phone with nanar. He closed his eyes and clasped his phone tightly.
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The Romi office.
Romi is contacting someone.
"You have to dress up tonight, baby? So that I can be tempted and more passionate." Romi told someone there.
📲"Yes Sir. I will try to appear seductive in front of the Father." said Lisa the Art.
After Lisa had a relationship with Romi, Romi always gave Lisa a lot of money, even buying Lisa luxury items but Lisa never wore them. Lisa just kept it in the closet, so as not to be caught Alma. Lisa sent her mother money to open a business.
The call was cut off.
Romi smiled with satisfaction thinking about the events that would come later tonight. He quickly did his job to finish.
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Alma sat pensively at her desk, staring at the pile of paper before her.
"Al!" call Rendra to Alma, but Alma does not answer him. "Immy!" Rendra said a little strongly, and eventually Alma's reverie succeeded in buying Rendra.
"Eh.. Mr Rendra? What's the matter, sir?" Alma asked with a bit of surprise.
"You were called to be quiet? What else to think? How to daydream that.." Rendra looked at Alma.
Alma.
"No sir." said Alma hiding his concern.
"You're not coming home? Work hours are over."
"Later on" said Alma.
"Isn't your job done? Are you waiting for your husband to pick you up?"
"My work is a little more done sir, and I'm not waiting for an invitation. I will take a taxi home." Alma spoke without looking at Rendra.
"Then go home with me. Do you want to? Our house is one way. I'll wait for you to finish your work" Rendra bargained.
Alma.
"No need sir! I'm afraid a lot of people are thinking negatively about us."
Rendra just nodded.
"Yes already, I'm first huh?" Rendra also understood Alma's fear.
Alma only nodded at a glance.
Rendra leaves Alma's desk. After Rendra left, Alma exhaled slowly. He didn't know what would happen with his idea.
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TBC.
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