The Young Married
Business Partner

The woman scanned Ghina from top to bottom and smiled faintly. "Where's training?"

Without answering Ghina's question, the woman immediately asked. This reminded Ghina of the behavior of her friend Sella. Really, it's a little morale of these people who are in contact with her husband.

"Sorry, who are you?" asked Ghina coldly. He will not open the door until he knows the identity of the woman.

"I'm his business partner. You, her sister?" tanyakanya.

Ghina was aghast, did she not hear wrong. A sister? did Fatih not say that he already had a wife with his business partner?

Ghina smiled faintly. "He's inside, I call him."

"Don't you tell me to come in?" his annoying-sounding tan was in Ghina's ears. He turned back, smiled forcefully, and finally allowed the woman to sit on the living room minimalist sofa.

"Who's Na?" tanya Fatih who is still busy frying bakwan. Look, sweat on his forehead. The man asked without looking at Ghina.

"Partner your business he said," replied Ghina lazily. "Here, let me continue, you meet him."

Fatih raised an eyebrow. "Em, which business partner? a male?"

"Girl, you little mongrels there!" ghina ketus's. Fatih only picked up the mangosteen, then walked out of the kitchen.

Ghina was upset that Fatih's business partner didn't think he was even asking for names or introduced names. She secretly wondered what her husband was talking about in the living room.

"Fatih is like a magnet" Ghina grumbled in her heart. "Every girl, it's gonna get sticky."

Finally, Ghina took the initiative to make drinks. Then slowly walk towards the living room. Before he got there, he slowed down his pace and eavesdropped behind the wall.

"But papa is not stored in a cafe. I can go there again tomorrow."

"Yes at first. But, I guess you'll need this record. Mas Bram was about to do business, but he suddenly had some business, so all I did was want to go home."

The woman gave Fatih a notebook that contained important writings about the man's business.

"Perhaps, tonight you have to calculate finances, like there are some important notes there."

"You read?"

The woman grimaced, "em yes little. Sory, I don't want to break your secret. Earlier, curious."

Fatih snorted, he carried the note into his pocket. "Okay, the important thing next time do not just read people's notes. You see, if this book, it contains the latest notes, my latest ideas. Even if our cafe's finances, it's on my laptop."

"Oh yeah," the girl smiled. "You're a hardworking man. Lucky girl who can get it like you."

Fatih smiled in response. "You want to drink Dra first?" ask Fatih who felt his business friend named Sandra was never going away.

The woman shook her head, then stood up.

Ghina, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, immediately appeared.

"In drink first Ma'am," he said friendly, although in the heart is still arrogant.

"Yes Dek, thank you" Sandra said, calling Ghina 'Dek'. Oh, has Fatih not told the woman yet, if the one standing is now his wife

"Thank you Na, but I just wanted to make her drink. Sandra, sit down, drink, then just go home."

Ghina looked at the disrespectful and jutek woman named Sandra. He smiled forcefully, then put a glass of warm tea on the table.

"Oh, I'm dizzy," said Sandar who suddenly immediately leaned on Fatih's shoulder, as if his body was shrewd when he was about to stand up, certainly made Ghina who witnessed it glare. I'm so sorry about this Sandra.

Fatih who was surprised, pushed Sandra's head slowly, and leaned her onto the sofa. "You might be overworked Dra. We had a meeting, we should just go home, this is my boarding house."

"Yes, I was just thinking of you."

Ghina shuddered in horror listening to Sandra's words. As if telling Fatih, if the woman misses the man who is now Ghina's husband.

Not yet finished his surprise, now his eyes must see half of Sandra's body open, because her clothes are short. Alias barely got to her pants.

Fatih sontak also looked there. It made Ghina want to shake her husband's head.

"Em, Ma'am, I'm sorry. Please cover the navel, not good looking," Ghina said sharply. He pointed at Sandra's exposed body. Then alternately look at the face of her husband who threw his face in the other direction.

"If I stay, they may even be macems" said Ghina. "Huh, definitely Fatih drooled that," he said again. Suddenly his heart became very upset. I'd like to kick a woman named Sandra right away.

"I haven't introduced you yet. This is Ghina, he" Fatih felt that Ghina was staring at him continuously, so he remembered that he had introduced his wife.

"Oh, Ghina your name is Dek? um, calm down," said Sandra with a smile.

"Lecture too?"

Ghina nodded lazily. He felt no interest in talking pleasantries with Sandra. Moreover, it was brave for the woman to cut off Fatih who wanted to talk if she was the wife of the man.

"Yes, if you want to talk business, go ahead."

"Na, here you are" Fatih said. Ghina shook her head, she felt uncomfortable with the atmosphere.

There was a greeting as well as a knock from the outside. Ghina is happy not to play, this time her guess must be right.

"Sister!" after answering the greeting. Imran was alone there. Not bringing his wife.

"Well, where's Najwa?" tanyakanya.

"She's not feeling well anymore, so can't come along. That's why you also do not use a car, use a motorbike. Fatih will come to Jorong."

Ghina confirmed, then let her brother in. The man's eyes were fixed on Sandra who was casually drinking tea.

"Who? your buddies?" tanyanya while looking at Ghina and Fatih alternately.

They both nodded. Sandra who saw the other guests there immediately said goodbye. "Eh there are guests too, if so, I'm sorry. Pamitee."

Fatih smiled faintly and nodded. "See be careful Dra."

"Who was that?" tanyakanya.

"Sandra Bang, her boyfriend Bang Bram. Which I told you about."

"Oh that." Imran mangosteen. While Ghina just silently listened, it seemed like only she did not know what the two men in front of her had talked about.

"Sit, sister, I've made you something" Ghina said.

Imran looked at the sister, "what the hell did you do? I think since I was a wife, so diligent cooking huh?" it was Imran's Goda that made Ghina pinch her brother's arm.

"What the hell, from the first also diligent."

Ghina immediately walked towards the kitchen. Make Imran a drink, also put bakwan on the plate.

"Where is Mother Brother?" ghina asked, now they sit down.

Fatih also plucked the bakwan on the plate, his stomach was already rumbling.

"Alhamdulillah healthy. Ever since Najwa, never cooking again, always taken over by him."

"Emm, ciye, muji wife herself."

"Yes, the glory days of other people's wives," annoyed Imran, then sipped his tea.

"So come to Jorong Fath?" imran asked turning to look at his sister-in-law. Fatih nodded with her mouth still eating the bakwan.

"Yes Bang, it's urgent. Kasian also said that Ghina has entered college must walk."

Imran mangosteen. "Are you the same as Sandra?" tanyakanya.

Fatih replied casually. "That's Bang, fellow business partner."

Imran looked at Ghina who was also relaxed while chewing her bakwan. "Not only your ingetin, to be careful. Don't let a third person come in. Understand, right?" ask Imran.

Ghina mangosteen only. While Fatih, looked at her clumsy Sister-in-law. It seems, the interaction he and Sandra had caused a misunderstanding.

"Yes Bang. God willing, we will take good care of ourselves. Yeah, isn't Na?" fatih asked, he also made sure that Ghina did the same. Although it is clear that Ghina has not directly presented a third party at their wedding, who else if not Ilham.

Ghina nodded, faintly. He smiled reassuringly to his brother. Imran stroked Ghina's head dear. Seeing her sister smiling beside her husband was enough to calm her heart, taking Ghina off with Fatih.