THE WOMAN (END)
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Salad, Soup, Cocktail, Pastry, Canape And many more Types of other food menus that are served on the table.

I swallowed my saliva slowly.

I really like all these types of food.Because of my habit of cooking at home.also often see the menu of cuisine on the internet, obviously I know all the names of these foods and how delicious they are.

Since noon I did not have time to eat much because of the 'riot' that occurred, and now my stomach is very hungry. But of course, I can't eat everything greedily.many special guests in this place, I must be able to maintain my attitude well.

I took a slow breath, though,

It is very difficult to be your wife,..

"You must be very hungry" whispered Sandy as if she knew how I felt.

I smiled and whispered to him.

"Very,.."

Sandy smiled.

"Get everything you want to eat, baby" she whispered.

"Where can I eat everything mas, don't joke!" hissing with a smile that did not disappear from my face.

"When are you planning on your honeymoon?" chirped Mr. Broto on the sidelines of us who were enjoying the appetizer menu.

And of course, the prank of it affected everyone who finally looked at us.

I swallowed my hard-earned food.

Then threw my gaze at Sandy who was casually smiling,

"So soon, of course!" sahut fast.

"I have a great place recommendation for you guys Honeymoon, how?"

closed again.

UH! actually who this old man is. he's so annoying and talks too much

"We'll talk next time, I'm too hungry!" mas Sandy broke down a wry smile as she devoured the food in front of her.

I chuckled a little. Surely Sandy was also very upset with her attitude. And I think Mr. Broto is just a pleasantries to both of us. Obviously he's not very interested in the chat, and just focused on me. Whether I'm overdoing it or not, I'm obviously uncomfortable with his disrespect.

"Sir Sandy, is it true that your wife used to be your nurse?" ask Ms. Helga.

Everyone seemed to be waiting and every once in a while from them a small whisper.

"Yes, she is my personal nurse! and honestly I want to thank my aunt for introducing this kind woman to me" she looked at Bu Ayu sitting at the end of the table.

Everyone turned to Bu Ayu, who then smiled kindly, though I was sure, if the smile was to be forced.

"Wouldn't it be," he murmured calmly.

"Well, I'm glad to see your relationship is this warm right now!" seloroh mr. Broto again.

"We're like this, always okay!" tukas mas Sandy assured.

"It looks like this appetizer will be a waste if we keep chatting!" timpal Mr. Ivan with a sharp look at Sandy.

"You're right too, Please enjoy the opening meal!'' mas Sandy lightly.

I don't know, seeing these two men talk really makes me feel bad, especially the past of both of them that makes their attitude so cold to each other.

"Let's toast to our Director's wedding, may his marriage be happy always!" Mr. Ivan rose up and lifted the darkness high.

Everyone toast in spirit and enjoy the appetizer so voraciously.

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I looked at my face in the mirror.

"Hufa!" I breathed my breath rough.

Just this time I enjoyed a very torturous dinner even with a menu that looks very delicious though.

Lucky now I can escape on the grounds of going to the toilet.if not so, I will be stuck with complicated chatter that I do not understand. I might look so stupid in there.

I looked at my phone for a long time, Why has Rahma and Sinta not come here yet.There is not even a message or call from both.Where are they? sucks.

I sat on the toilet, I let my body calm down for a while. Play my phone occasionally.

I was in the toilet for 20 minutes, and I finally decided to go out after checking my makeup first.

When I was about to come out, I was shocked by the figure of the man who suddenly stood behind me.

"Is the Eyebrow mom finished from the toilet?' her question was so disrespectful.why also did she ask 'Women' my grumbling.

"Sir Broto is going to the toilet? Please sir! the men's toilet over there!' I pointed to the direction behind him, because the male and female toilets were indeed located in the opposite direction.

"I'm just worried, Miss Eyebrows won't come out of the toilet!" with a look that really makes me sick.

"Sorry sir? you mean?" I scrunched my forehead confused.

"Come on! no need to pretend or be so innocent. I know who you are!" sirapnya later.

"Pretend innocent?!" I grinned not understanding.

"I know, you used your son to hook Mr. Sandy right? you think Mr. Sandy's a man who would easily marry a woman b

like you? if it wasn't for your cheap tricks?!" The fat man smiled at me.

And that disgusting smile of hers was as if 'humiliating' me as a woman. Does she think I'm a woman who likes to hook rich men for money? that's right!

I pushed brusquely Mr. Broto away a few steps from me, but quickly his hand pulled my hand strong.

I looked at her cynically.

"Please let go of my hand!" My growl.

"How much do I have to pay to get a fake wife like you?" ask her with a naughty grin

I glared sharply. FAKE WIFE?

You old fucking jackass! it's good to say Fake Wife because we got married without a party. I tried to get my hand out of her grip.

"You're outrageous! You're the press board, but your behavior is so shameful!" grunt rough.

I can't scream at an event like this, let alone a media cover.it could be big news, and it would make Sandy's problems more and more.

"Come, say! Do you have any prettier friends for me to date?" his god drew me closer to him.

"You don't be so insolent! I can scream!!!" my threat.

But Mr. Broto just smiled faintly.he knew it was just a bluff, because I wouldn't really scream.

"Cry! I'd love to hear your screams!" His face was approaching immediately,

I'm scared down.

"GET OFF!" A voice sounded out from outside.

We both looked at it at the same time.

"Basic Bawdy guy! I thought you didn't deserve to be in this place!" his grunt quickly and pulled my hand out of his grip.

"Don't overdo it, I'm just kidding!" hatch Mr. Broto without any sense of sin.

"Go! or do I call Security?!" threat firmly.

And finally Mr. Broto came out of the toilet with a big face.

I looked at this man in front of me, his hands so firmly holding me.

"Next time, don't stay in the toilet for long. You idiot!" his sizzle.with a gaze so deep and full of anxiety.

AGAIN,

Mr. Ivan just let go of my hand, then left me in that quiet room alone.

I blinked my eyes stiff.

What attitude is that?

She helping? any more? after the office? without even talking much.

Did he really help me? or just a coincidence?

In shock, I even forgot to thank him.

I hurriedly came out of the toilet and immediately approached Nita who looked alone while Sandy Asik chatted with her business partner.

"How long is it, Mom?" ask Nita worriedly.

"I have a stomachache" I murmured reasoned

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