
"Please sit Mr. Aqram," Luky said to his guests who were still standing in his place. The man was silent with a face that looked extremely shocked. His view is still at home to a beautiful hijab woman who seems unaffected by his arrival.
"Ekhem, Mr. Aqram. What's up?' Luky tried to jolt the man's daydream by throwing the question again.
"Ah yes Mr. Luky. Thank you very much." Aqram Pratama also sat with his eyes fixed on the beautiful hijab woman beside Luky Firmaji.
"What's the matter Mr Aqram? You've met my wife, haven't you? How do you get confused?" the president asked with a heart that was beginning to look upset. He really did not like it when his wife was looked at like that by a man like Aqram.
"Ah yes sorry Sir. This isn't Kamila's mother Pak Luky's wife huh? How to be more beautiful by wearing clothes like this." Unknowingly, the man increasingly praised the beauty of the wife of a Luky Firmaji.
Luky smiled. His hand again grabbed Kamila into his embrace. He even kissed his wife's temple and said, "The only woman who can make me feel the beauty of life is this beautiful woman Mr. Aqram."
"My wife is the afterlife, God willing," he continued with a burning sense of happiness. Aqram immediately grunted softly. He did not like to see the expressions of the two people in front of him.
"Hi Pak Aqram's. Good day." Kamila smiled and greeted the man who had always wanted to disrupt the integrity of his household.
"Oh hi Kamila's mother. Good day." Aqram Pratama answered the greeting with an uncomfortable heart. He increasingly felt himself to look very stupid in front of the owner of the work room.
He never thought that he would see the romance of the two couples in front of his own eyes.
Aqram felt his tongue suddenly moan and speechless. He really did not believe that Luky was healed and could love Kamila like that. Or it is just an alibi or imaging so that the skewed gossip so far about his sexual disorder can be disguised, his mind to entertain himself.
"Is there anything I can do for Mr. Aqram?" luky asked as he looked at the man in front of him. He was very unwilling to linger with the man while he was with his wife.
"You don't mind if my wife is here?" continued.
"Yes, of course not sir. I love working with beautiful and beautiful people. It felt even more excited so," Aqram replied with a tail of eyes glancing back at Kamila. It was not spared from the observation of a President Director Luky Firmaji.
"It's about our cooperation that was not done at that time.how about we continue back Mr. Luky," continued the man while submitting a file that was rejected by Kamila at that time.
"Oh that collaboration? I never thought about that again, Mr. Aqram. Since this beautiful manager stated that he refused, he,
That means this cooperation is over and we don't need to discuss it anymore."
"You haven't read it well Mr. Luky. A huge profit we'll get together."
You don't have to open it and read it. Everything was very clear according to Kamila's explanation. And his polite attitude is because he wants to show that he is a good host.
Aqram felt his chest hit by a sharp weapon. He was angry and offended.
"Oh, so you rejected me? Where has our friendship been worth all this time? You really offended me." Aqram immediately stood up from his seat with his hand reaching for the file on the table.
"You're so arrogant, Luky! You don't know if you're an abnormal guy? I know all your secrets!" The man barked like a dog.
"Thank you very much Mr. Aqram. Everyone has secrets in their life. If you don't like my rejection and want to threaten me with personal affairs, then please leave my room!'
"alright. You're gonna regret this, Luky. I'll make the calculations with you!" The man immediately went from the presence of the two married couples. Luky and Kamila were just looking at the expressionless face.
"What secret is my brother?" asked Kamila with her curious face.
"Everybody has a secret Mil. And you don't have to think about it, dear" Luky replied, grabbing his wife into his arms. Kamila looked at her husband hoping that the man would explain what Aqram had said.
"Tell me brother. Don't make me curious." Kamila still demanded an explanation. Luky was silent for a long time then took a deep breath.
"I'm gay, but that was it. You know Mil. And right now I don't want to talk about it, baby." The man answered while letting go of his embrace and then leaving his wife.
That word really became a very scary scourge for him. He wanted to bury the bad experience deeply.
"Sister" called Kamila, trying to follow her husband out of the room.
"Mother, said Mr. President. He wants to be alone first. Sorry." Vony Dona held back Kamila from following the man who seemed to be on his own. The arrival of Aqram made him feel Dejavu.
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