When the Wife Is No Longer Attractive
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After a long meeting, Andovi invited his secretary Mira who even worked two months with him to have lunch together at a nearby restaurant.

They talked about a satisfying meeting with you just now.

"I didn't choose the wrong secretary who is smart and smart like you," Andovi said.

"Yes, sir. Thank you," said Mira happily.

Outside office hours, Andovi is not very formal communication with Mira. He had also asked the woman not to call him father outside of work hours, but Mira preferred to call him that.

"Oh yes, I saw Mr. Andovi like he was thinking about something during a meeting. Is Mr Andovi in trouble?"

This is what Andovi likes about Mira. She could always notice the little things about herself. Even he did not hesitate to tell what happened to the woman, not least family problems.

"The problem is still the same" the man replied.

"Why is my wife again?"

From Mira's question just now, it can be ascertained if Andovi is often telling his family to Mira.

"Lately he's been a bitch."

"Did he make a mistake?"

Andovi stared at Mira's face at a glance, before then he sighed sounding heavy. Mira reckon, if his boss's problem is severe enough.

"You should talk carefully with Mika whatever the problem is. Anyway, Mika's mom is my dad's wife. And now Mika's father and mother already have the baby of your love. It should make your relationship with your wife stronger" said Mira.

"Prophey yes, sir. This is a test for Andovi's household."

Both Andovi's eyes were fixed on Mira's hand which rubbed her shoulder. Then it turned to the face of the woman who was throwing a smile at him. I don't know why Mira's gaze felt so sad. He can always calm down when he has a conversation with Mira.

While at home, Mikaya was complaining because Afgari's milk stock was almost exhausted. If he waits until Andovi gets home, it's too long.

No choice, Mikaya decided to go to the nearest minimarket when Afgari was sleeping.

With a hasty step, Mikaya headed for the minimarket which was approximately two hundred meters away. He walked there. Arriving at the minimarket, several people queued in front of the cashier. Mikaya was a little agitated, she was worried Afgari woke up.

After making a transaction at the cashier, Mikaya came home with a little run. He does not care about the views of people around him. The most important thing for him is Afgari.

Mikaya reached home with a deep breath. Sweat and sweat splashed on his temples. He wiped it using the back of his hand. Before then he entered the house and found Afgari already on the floor beside the bed.

"Oh my goodness, Afgari!"

Mikaya dropped a cloth bag containing two milk formulas and rushed to her son. Mikaya finds her son still asleep, but Afgari's head bleeds a little. Of course Mikaya was panicking and in the fog. There was nothing more on her mind than taking her baby to the nearest clinic.

"Afgari, baby. Hang on, kid!"

Tears were already pouring down Mikaya's cheeks. She was afraid something bad might happen to her son. Mikaya goes to the clinic using a taxi that happens to pass in front of the house.

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