
Hardian was glued in place with his face bent.
Do I think I think too much of him thinks he's jealous? He doesn't miss me at all.
Hardian was still staring at the body draped in the blanket. He thought he would get a warm welcome from his wife. As the woman used to do when she came, the woman would continue to cling to him, spoiled and continue teasing him.
For a long time the man looked at the woman who had already gained his heart. Then he went into the bathroom to clean himself up. Although disappointed but he was happy the woman never left. After a few minutes he came out of the bathroom not forgetting to look at the wife who was still in bed. He will give time to his wife. Because there was something he had to finish, Hardian walked out of the room into his study.
Azizah who accidentally saw Hardian enter the workspace took the initiative to meet the man. He felt bad, regardless of whether the status of the woman as the wife of the boss. As a fellow woman it seemed inappropriate to be among them, with a cup of tea he knocked on the door of the study.
After hearing the order to enter, he entered the room. Azizah stepped into the room. Hardian looked at the woman, making the woman even more nervous. With trembling hands the woman placed a cup of tea on the table.
"Sir, I'm sorry for what happened at the dinner table" Azizah said in a slightly trembling voice. The man just looked at him because he did not care much about the situation around him. Even the man sitting there did not understand why the woman was apologizing.
"Get out!" hardian ordered because he thought there was nothing to forgive. In contrast to Azizah who felt that she was not forgiven because her mistake was too big.
"Sorry, Sir. Please don't fire me." Hardian narrowed both his eyes in an incomprehensible manner. He told the woman to come out because there was nothing to forgive and also felt uncomfortable alone in a private room other than his woman.
Azizah was too afraid of being fired because the salary in Hardian company was quite large. He had decided to repay his parents' debt to Aunt Stela from the salary he got. The woman approached and held Hardian's hand, along with the door of the room opening.
"What are you guys doing?" yelled the woman who suddenly opened the door. That woman is none other than the Princess.
Tired of waiting for her husband under the blanket, but the bed he was in never moved. Finally, she opened the blanket to see her husband. Hope lives hope, he hopes the man who has the status of husband seduces himself because he is in a state of anger. Wasn't it obvious that he was angry and wanted to be seduced.
The princess got off the bed, walked towards the bathroom. Blank. The husband was not there. Then he went out of the room to the study, without knocking at the door he just entered. How surprised he was alone with another woman when all the residents were in the room to wade through the dreamland. His blood was boiling, the anger he felt at the arrival of the husband and the woman was unstoppable. Especially seeing those two who are so close.
"What are you guys doing?" repeat the Princess in a louder voice, making Azizah immediately take off her hand and take a step back away from the man.
"You women don't know themselves! Shouldn't you be hijab-wearing should know that you don't deserve to seduce married men."
"I .... "
"Are you going to be happy when you seduce him and get it? Are you proud of yourself for being an actor?" The princess did not give the woman a chance, and she represented the wives her husband had taken.
"You think a legitimate wife is fine after her husband is usurped and even has to be a single parent to her children." Princess's emotions are overflowing.
"Get out!" hardian's orders on Azizah. He had just been silent to see the wife was angry and issued a spicy word. He did not want his wife to hurt another woman because of a misunderstanding.
"No. You can't go out." The princess held Azizah's hand. They looked at each other with different eyes. "We're not done yet."
"You're defending him?" ask the princess after the woman named Azizah came out.
"He is innocent. You just misunderstood," replied the gentleman.
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Perih, the heart like a sharp knife sliced. It beats the onion slices.
"So, I misunderstood you?" The princess began to tear up. His mind was starting to fall apart, he could no longer think clearly.
"Where is the misunderstanding? Please, explain it to me! I can't see it." Tests, tears are unstoppable.
"I saw you close to another woman in your private room and it's already night. Can I think straight? Please, explain so that I don't misunderstand anymore!"
"She's just apologizing" the man replied honestly, because that's how it is.
"By touching your body?"
Hardian was silent as he looked at the woman. He could not answer the wife's words.
"Should I see you two at the hotel, in order to be a-?"
"Daughter!" Hardian shrieked with a sharp eye. The woman could have thought too far. Hardian is not a man who easily plays women, he felt humiliated when the wife said the word hotel.
While the Princess smiled bitterly. He threw Hardian's hand until the man's hand was released.
"Alright, I misunderstood you," said the Princess rebuking with a forced smile. "I was the one who misunderstood me for thinking that woman was approaching you. I misheard information that your aunt was trying to get my husband closer to a woman named Azizah. My ears were damaged from hearing the word matchmaking between you." The two cheeks of the woman were flooded with tears, let her be called a whine. His heart is very sick.
"Darling, I .... "
The princess retreated then turned around leaving the man. Hardian stared at the woman's departure.
"Did I hurt her?" hardian asked softly to himself after the woman's departure.
Oh, Hardian when are you gonna wake up? Why are you so insensitive? Indeed, women who are in your side must be resilient and also have the highest level of patience stock. May time teach you.
"Is he angry because he's jealous?"