Wife To Fernando
twenty-two

Fernando moved his girlfriend first, to his room, after which he resumed his work.

About an hour and a half he checked the resort's financial statements, until the knock on his office door made him stop his job.

One of the resort workers told him that if a woman was looking for him, he left his study and walked followed by his workers.

The woman in the yellow dress came looking for her, the woman she remembers named Kelly, her ex-boyfriend about three years ago.

"Nando I'm asking for help can't I?"Kelly.

"What do you want to help?"tanyakanya.

"Pretend to be my girlfriend,"

"Why is that?"

"There's a guy chasing me, but I don't like him, he's here now,"

Fernando silently thought, "what should I do?"

Kelly looked panicked, the man she was referring to was walking towards her, "do, he's coming, quick,"

Fernando was confused, but suddenly Kelly tiptoed and kissed his lips first, although surprised, Fernando had returned a kiss from his ex-girlfriend, to a typical greeting that he often heard lately, he suddenly realized that he had done wrong.

In fact he pushed Kelly quite rudely, until the woman in the yellow dress was shocked and protested, he told her to leave immediately, and in a spoiled tone Kelly asked her to pick up her phone.

He saw the expression of his future wife, seen the woman smiling.

Rara asks to go home, but she refuses, arguing that there is still work to be done,

The woman walked to the room she had been in, she was looking for something, she opened the cabinet drawer next to the bed and all the pillows did not go away from her.

"What are you looking for?"asked Fernando who had followed him.

"Where am I going?"ask the woman back.

"There's in my study, why?"he answered while pointing at the door connecting his study.

Rara rushes towards the door, finding her Sling bag still on the man's couch, she checks it, and turns on her phone.

He typed something out of nowhere, after which, he opened his wallet, seen the woman counting the money in the pink wallet with a picture of strawberries that appeared to arise.

Then he stood facing Fernando, "gold, I've booked a taxi online, I'm going home first!"he said as he went to get out of the man's office.

Fernando held the woman's hand, "i'm telling you, tonight we're staying here, I still have a job" he said with a sharp look.

Rara forcibly took off the man's big hand, "i want to go home now, you please work,"

"Can't be so Amara, you have to stay here with me,"

"I'm sorry I can't,"

"Why? Why can't it? Are you angry with me?"

Asked the man staring intently at the woman in front of him.

Rara smiled her smile, not saying much, the woman passed by leaving Fernando.

Right in the hallway right in his office, Fernando blocked his woman's hand, "you haven't answered my question, why did you just leave,"

Rara walked, but only a few steps she turned around, she took her phone, she fiddled for a moment and asked, "how many account numbers are you, I returned your money that you transferred this morning?"

Fernando stared intently at the woman, his breath began to hunt, his hands clenched strongly, he said,

"Let's name your account number, pity the taxi driver is waiting for me," said Rara began to rile.

Fernando approaches the woman, he picks up Rara's cell phone, he watches the phone, he smiles, then Prang... He slammed the phone on the floor right next to him and stepped on it many times,

Rara gaped at the man's actions, the phone she had difficulty buying a year ago, with the installment system and just paid off last month, now no more a lump of junk, which was smashed into pieces.

The woman crouched down, she picked up the carcass of her cell phone, her eyes glazed over, her own sweat was in vain already, she wanted to get angry, or to curse at the man, but the words were stuck in her throat.

Not only destroyed Rara's cell phone, Fernando also took his Sling bag forcibly.

After that, he passed leaving the woman alone, lucky the hall was quiet, so no one saw the quarrel of the two lovebirds.

Rara ran after Fernando who entered her study.

The man was sitting in his big chair, in front of him there was a laptop that was on, there was a tap of the keyboard of the device.

"Mas, give me back my bag, the taxi driver's seat is waiting for me" Rara said, standing at the man's desk.

There was no response from Fernando who was busy working.

Aching for too long standing, Rara decided to sit on the sofa she leaned back and looked at the ceiling of the room, just like in the room earlier, this room was dominated by wood material.

Half an hour passed, the man was still busy with his laptop, while Rara just sighed tiredly, as she remembered she had never hurt any man, even she had been hurt by her former husband-to-be first, he also never toyed with men, why now he is dealing with a fucking playboy, very upset.

Rara is not a person who easily expresses her feelings, she more often harbors whatever it is, there is no courage in her.

There was one of his friends at High School, who always encouraged him to be more courageous, but until now that courage did not arise from him.

Amara Cahyani with all her fears, she prefers to quietly accept or avoid the problems that befall her, ever when she failed to marry, she chose to visit her brother in Kalimantan, she chose to visit her brother, and stayed there for three months, to heal his wounds.

And now, her heart was again wounded, her second future husband had married Siri to another woman, and now as she began to open her heart, she had instead been miscast, unfortunately, he was stuck with a playboy who failed to repent.

The door was knocked from the outside, there were several resort workers who brought trays containing dinner, as well as one worker who brought paper bags from one of the famous brands.

Seeing this, Fernando closed his laptop, walked up to the woman and sat down next to her.

He thrust a plate of pasta to Rara, not forgetting to give the fork she had opened her knife.

There was no conversation between the two, only the sound of the fork clashing with the plate.

Until the food was gone, there was nothing left.

Fernando resumed his work, again the man silenced the woman,

Come to think of it not the man who is wrong, why he is the one who seems guilty here, all day this man was even very close to other women, and worse, the man, Rara saw with her own eyes, Fernando kissing the woman in the yellow dress.

And that makes him want to curse the man, because the phone that costs not up to two million with twelve-month installments with zero percent interest, that is, crushed to pieces by being slammed and trampled by the rich man.

But again his anger only reached his throat.

You can imagine how it felt when Anger was in the crown, but could not easily vent it.

It's hard, but Rara can't do much.