Wife's Choice Mom
116 - COME TO THE OFFICE

Pearl Dissolver

The Arga Trilaksana Wibawa

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One week has passed.

Laras and Arga have returned to Jakarta.

Jakarta.

At 07:30.

This morning, the rich man was about to leave for the office.

The two were in the room, standing facing each other.

"The way the pair is like this is dear," Arga practices putting on a tie teaching his wife.

Laras watched carefully, nodded, followed and then practiced Arga's instructions for putting a tie around the husband's neck.

Understandably, for life Laras had never paired a tie for a man, this morning was the first time he had done this job.

They also stepped out of the room, Laras walked with her husband to take her to the car.

"Darling, I'll be home in the afternoon" Arga told his wife.

Laras's eyebrows suddenly interlocked, staring at her husband's astonishment, unusual - usually the rich man returned home in the afternoon. Laras begins to suspect Arga has a specific purpose.

"Why did you come home?" asked the beautiful woman looking at Arga full of questions.

"I'm just gonna have lunch at home, I want your cooking,"

Baras looked at Arga's face, the woman tried to read the man's mind, maybe there was something the man thought.

"Lunch only, right? nothing else?," asked Laras suspiciously while smilingly glancing at the handsome man.

"Is there anything else besides lunch? oh yeah, I'll just eat you," Arga's eyeballs glanced mischievously at his wife's chest. And Laras realized the look of her husband.

"Genit ya..," Laras protested for catching a wet Arga glance to his chest.

"It's okay to be flirtatious with just a wife, all this time I've never been flirtatious with women, only this time I became very flirtatious, it's because you're very pretty and intoxicating darling," as long as the man stroked the thin stomach.

"Is it true you've never been flirty with a woman? how about with...," Laras did not continue his sentence.

"With Amellya you mean?" Arga said quickly.

Laras just smiled then nodded his head answering Arga's question.

"He's a flirt, I've never been flirty with him, you can ask him directly" Arga boasted.

"Yes yes mas, I believe you," Laras smiled nodding.

"Oh yes, what if I just deliver your lunch to the office?," continued Laras volunteered.

The rich man thought for a moment to hear Laras offer, his head looked up slightly while turning his eyes.

"Alright I agree, you have never been to my office, I want to introduce you to all my employees that you are my wife" Arga said with a happy smile on her lips.

"Aren't you ashamed to introduce me as a wife? I'm just a high school graduate and a widow, I'm afraid a mas employee will laugh at me," Laras lowered his face, not confident.

Arga saw the melancholy on the wife's face, immediately embracing Laras' waist and putting the woman's head on her shoulders.

"Why should I be ashamed? my wife is beautiful, white, tall, slim, kind, patient, and sholeha, not necessarily the girls of the Bachelor can beat my wife's beauty and kindness, so there is no reason for me to be ashamed. Don't ever say that again baby, now I won't have any more questions about your servant status, I used to be stupid to have misjudged you, but now you have to know, I am so proud and lucky to have you. You were my mother's chosen wife, and now I realize that my mother's chosen wife is indeed much better than my own," Arga praised Laras quite frankly, consoling Laras' heart and kissing his wife's forehead.

Laras looked up at Arga, her husband's face was so handsome and calm, much different from a few months ago, looking like a terrifying lion.

"Thank you, I accept my shortcomings" said the woman smiling at her husband's words.

"For me, you don't have a lack of affection, so don't ever say that again" Arga stroked the hair of Laras.

Laras nodded, clasping his hands to Arga's waist.

For a moment they stood embracing each other, something so cold to every eye that saw it.

Especially if the one who saw it was Mayang, surely the middle-aged woman was so happy to witness the harmony of her child's household. Finally the son admitted that he did not choose a wife for him. Mom's choice for her favorite son.

"Later I'll have Rico pick you up," Arga's suggestion broke down a hug and looked at the woman next to him.

"No need to mas, I'm not comfortable if Rico picks me up, let me take the questionnaire," declined Laras did not agree to her husband's suggestion.

"What's? Angkot ride? where is the wife of a President riding an angkot?," said Arga surprised to round his eyes looking at Laras full of astonishment.

"It's okay mas, I've gotten used to riding an angkot, I never loved you because of your wealth or position. I love your heart, so for me to ride an angkot or ojek, it's the same, I'm still Arga's spoiled and craggy wife.", Laras laughed as he pinched Arga's cheek.

Arga smiled at his wife's words.

"I've never been like this, baby, my life has always been independent and never depended on anyone, but I don't know since you, I've been like a child, spoiled and want to always be noticed.", said the man honestly.

"Yes, so potent, I am often overwhelmed to serve you..," the smiling Laras quipped at Arga.

"Losing on the bed you mean?" Arga glanced at the woman with his mischievous smile.

Laras did not answer, what Arga said, it was true. Laras is often overwhelmed serving Arga in bed, who is always spoiled and sometimes even sulks if Laras does not immediately fulfill his wishes.

While in the village, Arga never absent from sleeping, Laras also wondered why the man never tired of doing the activity.

"Oh yes, dear, about your desire to take an angkot to the office, it does not seem like a good idea. I understand that you're used to riding an angkot, but you also have to think about my reputation, if everyone sees you riding an angkot, then they think, I don't give you the facilities and don't care about you..,"

Laras was silent digesting the words of the husband, what Arga said made sense, the person who saw Laras down and up the angkot, it will certainly think if Arga does not care about his wife so let the wife ride the angkot without facilitating it with a private vehicle.

"Well, then I'll take a taxi, mas,"

"Why do you want to take a taxi? Let Rico pick you up and pick you up" Arga told me.

"No mas, if not urgent or urgent circumstances, I don't want to be escorted or picked up by Rico,"

"Why dear? Rico is my personal assistant, besides serving me, he can also serve my wife,"

"That's what I'm avoiding, I don't want Rico to serve me too much, I just want the mas to serve me,"

"You mean?," Arga asked, still not understanding the direction of the wife's conversation.

"Mas, Rico is young, his age is not much different from me, if I was taken too often and picked up by him, I was afraid it would be a slander, so it would be better for me to take a taxi," laras explained.

Arga immediately realized from his negligence, Laras' speech opened his eyes and mind, what Laras said was true, Rico was his personal assistant, but that does not mean he has to serve, he would take and pick up his wife at all times.

Arga is more amazed by the thought and determination of Laras, he does not think that far, he just thinks Rico is his assistant and there is no harm if Rico also serves his wife.

"I'm so impressed with you baby, my mom's decision was right, choosing me a wife like you, my mom's choice of wife was amazing, I never thought as you thought, thank you, baby, you have reminded me" said Arga with admiration staring at his wife.

"Well, I'm leaving now, you be careful at home, don't open the door carelessly, the fence let me close, you just go inside" Arga said.

"Yes," Laras nodded in understanding.

She kissed the back of the handsome man who had completely become her husband.

"I love you, baby," said Arga, kissing her hair.

"I love you, too, be careful on the road, just take the car slowly," she said.

After Arga closed the fence and disappeared from his sight, Laras immediately entered the house and locked the door.

The woman rushed to the kitchen to cook Arga's lunch menu. He only cooks makeshift stocks that are in the fridge. Capcay meatballs, fried chicken, shrimp balado.

At 11:00.

There was a honking sound in front of the fence, Laras peeked out of the window, there was a box car and several couriers stood staring from a distance towards the door of the house.

The barrel stepped out and stood in front of the fence.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" asked Laras politely.

"Is this with Mother Laras?," he asked curling his body.

"Yes, I'm alone sir,"

"This is a package from Mr. Arga," explained the courier pointed to several boxes in the open car box.

Laras is surprised, Arga doesn't call him to let him know if he's sending a package.

"So sir, I'll call my husband first,"

Baras rushed into the house to pick up a cell phone and call her husband.

"My life", calling.

"Assalamu'alaikum mas, here there is a courier, is it true, he's a messenger to deliver the package for me?," asked Laras Long.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, yes baby, that's my package, just take it," said the voice of the man across.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sending a package?,"

"That's a surprise for you,"

"What is it?" the woman asked curiously.

"You open it yourself,"

"Yes, all right, I'm hanging up right now,"

"Alright, I miss you dear" said Arga.

"Yes," said Solas briefly.

"Well, what?" the man was dissatisfied with the wife's short answer.

"Yes, I miss you too" Laras replied.

"Once this wife of mine," the man across smiled happily.

"Yes, I hung up, Assalamu'alaikum" Laras said, concluding with greetings with her husband.

"Wa'alaikumsalam dear," Arga answered his wife's greeting and then turned off the cellphone connection.

Baras went back to the courier and remained inside the fence.

"Sir, please put it outside, later I will take it," said Laras from inside the fence.

"Good ma'am, I put it here," the courier put three boxes in front of the fence.

"Thank you sir" said Laras followed by a nod from the courier and immediately excused to leave the luxury house.

Laras deliberately told the courier to put the cardboard outside the fence, without opening the lock of the fence first, because the woman remembered Arga's message, should not open the door for just anyone, he said, even though it was Arga's man, but it's good for him to keep himself from people who are newly known, coupled with his condition which is currently alone at home, especially nowadays it is difficult to find people who can be trusted.

After the two couriers left, the new Laras opened the fence padlock and immediately transported the three boxes one by one.

Arriving in the living room, Laras immediately opened the cardboard, how surprised the woman saw all the contents inside, dozens of lingerie, dozens of dresses, several pairs of sandals heels and bags, and a few more, what can be interpreted the price is not millions but tens of millions.

"There are so many times you buy me all these clothes mas," the woman muttered smilingly as she looked at the lingerie, the dress, the sandals and the bag one by one.

"Cring, kriiing,"

There's an incoming call on Laras' phone, and Laras can already guess who called him.

"My life" calling.

Arga himself who has made this name on the mobile phone Laras, without asking for the first approval of the wife.

"Assalamu'alaikum mas," Laras opened his greetings.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, dear, have you opened my gift?" the voice across there sounded excited.

"It's been a while, but why buy this much clothes? moreover, lingerie, yesterday is already a lot, why buy it again?,"

"Let's change every night, I like you so much when you wear lingerie, your body is so beautiful, dear" said the man across the street with a voice-over.

"Don't waste too much money to buy me gold, pity you've worked hard to raise money every day" the woman's message reminded her husband.

"Dear, I just want to make you happy, later you choose one of the dresses, you wear it to the office, do not forget to tell me when it's in the taxi, and don't forget to take notes and send me the license plate number, the taxi,"

"Yes, it's a long time ago, I'm going to take another shower and get ready,"

"Dear baby, clean bath, I love the smell of your body, makes me always want to hug and kiss you," the voice across back teased.

Laras suddenly smiled at the seduction of the husband, the more Arga days the more often seduce him even more showing a friendly attitude and his desire that is always asked to be noticed by the wife.

"On the phone it's still flirtatious" Laras smiled.

"I don't care if you say I'm flirty, the important thing is that I'm flirty with just my wife,"

"Yes, thank you, I'm glad to hear it" Laras said, carving a smile on his lips.

"Back my wife," said Arga no less happy.

"Oh yes, mas, hang up the phone first, Assalamu'alaikum," said the wife.

"Wa'alaikumsalam dear," the handsome man smiled happily hearing that his wife was coming to his office soon.

After the bath, the beautiful white woman immediately chose a dress, and the choice fell on a white dress with her arms and chest covered, the length of which was limited to the knees.

The woman had finished wearing a dress, wearing a thin powder and applying her makeshift lipstick on her beautiful lips, but the face still looked amazing despite its very simple appearance, more beautiful than women on the outside who have worn thick powder, curved eyebrows and long eyelashes twisted.

Baras was in the room, staring at the reflection of her body from the front of the glass, from the tip of the hair to the feet that wear heels and white bags in line with the color of her dress, her long hair was tied soberly up with a white ribbon, with the child slightly covering her forehead.

In the mirror, Laras looks very beautiful, but the woman is still not confident with her appearance, she feels Arga is too beautiful to match.

At 11:45.

Now, the woman was ready to go to see her husband for the first time in his office, he was out of the house.

After locking the house and making sure all the windows, electricity and others were safe, the woman immediately stepped in front of the fence, not forgetting in her hands carrying a food container for her husband.

The woman's lips were on the back of a happy smile, she felt disbelief and like dreaming, what she had done so that she could melt Arga's heart as hard as a rock.

Arga used to be a cruel and arrogant man, treating him very unworthy as a wife, but now the evil man has become a very good husband and loves him so much.

The great gratitude of the woman to the Creator has given the gift of a husband like Arga, although the obstacles before he got this gift are not an easy obstacle to pass through, but with patience and fortitude, in the end he was able to go through the obstacles and soften the rich man's hard heart.

Laras had come out of the fence and locked it, a few minutes ago a blue bird taxi had picked up the beautiful woman parked in front of the fence, her rich husband who had booked the taxi.

At 12:15.

Within Thirty minutes, the woman had reached the office lobby and with nervous, fearful, ashamed feelings, the woman hesitantly stepped into the forty-story multi-storey building.

Arga's room is on the top floor.

When the woman entered the lobby, she was amazed because there were many people standing in two circles on the right and left side of the entrance.

When Laras's foot entered the lobby door, everyone standing in unison bowed half-body saluted the dress, bagged, white-heels and long-haired woman.

Laras was astonished, circulating his gaze to everyone who had now been standing on his left right forming a circle around him.

A woman wearing a shirt, with a knee-length skirt came closer to the barrel and gave a flower arrangement.

"Welcome to Mother Laras, Mr. Arga told us to welcome Mother here," he said giving the flower to Laras.

Now Laras just realized, if all the people who were gathered in the lobby were Arga employees.

Laras hesitantly greeted the flower and smiled kindly, bowed to the woman in front of him, then bowed twice to everyone around him.

There was a faint sound of people commenting from behind.

"The wife of Mr. Arga is very beautiful,"

"Yes yes, compatible with Mr. Arga,"

"Polishing his wife's face is also normal, but still looks beautiful,"

"That's smart Mr. Arga looking for a wife,"

"Compared to all the employees here, Mr. Arga's wife is much prettier,"

Some comments were caught in the ears of Baras. Laras heart a little calm to hear the comments of Arga employees, at least he does not make Arga feel embarrassed because he has a wife like himself.

"Welcome my wife." a voice echoed in the room, a voice that Laras was very familiar with.

At once everyone turned to the direction of the voice, especially Laras, the beautiful woman immediately turned her eyes to look at a handsome man and reached 185 cm tall wearing a black suit, white tie, and a handsome man, the one who was walking towards him.

Arga immediately held the hand of Laras which made the innocent woman stifled and suddenly felt embarrassed to be treated Arga like that in front of everyone.

"Thank you to everyone, thank you for your participation in welcoming my wife. Other times if my wife comes to this office again, you guys should be nice to her like you guys are respectful and be nice to me," the handsome man said as he looked at all his employees one by one.

"Alright sir," replied all the employees almost in unison.

"Alright, once again thank you, please return to their respective rooms," Arga ordered a warm smile to all his subordinates.

And within seconds, all Arga employees disperse and return to their respective rooms.

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