Dusk Sky
Offices 2

"What the hell is he doing, mas, here?" tanya Dusk after recounting her meeting with Grace in the elevator earlier.

Previously Baskara did not care about Grace's existence in the company. As long as the girl doesn't bother him outside of work, it doesn't matter. He will only be professional in the company, without bringing his personal problems with Grace.

"Listen-heard the guy again became an intern in the finance department."

Dusk rounded his lips to form the letter 'o'. It was only fitting that when they met earlier, Grace carried a file in her hand and the clothes the girl was wearing did not look like usual.

Grace wears a neat work suit but still looks stylish. Dusk even realized this time after knowing the reason for Grace's existence there.

"Wouldn't see you very often, would you?" ask her with a sulking face. Considering Grace was so fond of her husband, it made her a little restless. Afraid that Grace would tease her husband into trapping him in the stories he read.

Baskara. He just doesn't know what his job is. His first day was just learning about the company. So do not know whether later they will often intersect or not.

"Alright if you get close! until tempted and moved another heart!" Dusk glared at her husband. Making the man chuckle and pinch the flushed nose afterwards.

"Sick, yes!" hitting her husband's chest gently.

"Abis gemesin if you see you're jealous" he said. "Like it." Baskara chuckled as the wife glared at him.

Come to think of it his wife was very rarely jealous of him like this time. Or even never?

I don't know, obviously, he likes to see his wife jealous. Looks adorable. Although he did not intend to make his weapon to worry that there would be another woman who replaced the position of the girl in his heart.

"What I love is you. Which I want also you. The beauty of Baskaraaaa.. Baskaraaa... No need to think of anything. Because once you are, it will be you!" he said softly but there was firmness in it.

Dusk smiled and nodded. There is no doubt about believing the words of the husband.

"Want lunch now?" bargain Baskara who immediately got the answer nodding the head of the wife.

Dusk hugged the arm of her husband who had just picked up the car keys. "Not used?"

Push Baskara with a skirt. "If this is how handsome, why wear all suits. It's just a work formality."

Dusk grieves with her husband's confidence. But she admitted, if her husband increasingly looks mature. His body became more proportionate as time went on. It looks more sexy and charming.

It's okay, don't you, admire your own man?

Because his love is blind. Until in her eyes there is no other man who looks more charming than her husband.

She also believes that there are many who admire her husband openly or secretly. But she will fight harder for her husband in prayer. Only the hand of God can separate them.

When the two left, Grace and her father passed by Baskara's room.

"Lho, Bas? want some lunch too? glad to be accompanied by his wife." seduced the middle-aged man.

Baskara blushed a little. Grace's father when working was stiff and firm with Baskara. But outside of work hours, the middle-aged man was more friendly. Maybe because they have been a family for a long time.

"Yes, Om. It just so happens my wife is still enjoying her cut."

Grace sneered inwardly upon hearing that. To him Dusk was the most unproductive woman besides being a slave to her husband and child.

Contrary to the reverse with his daughter who since seeing the existence of Dusk, had been staring cynically. Grace's father greeted Dusk kindly.

"How many months?"

"Eighteen weeks, Om" he answered with a moving hand covering his stomach.

It was fortunate that Grace's father only looked at her while speaking. So he did not conclude that the middle-aged man was a perverted man.

"How about we have lunch together?" bargain Grace's father looked at Baskara, Dusk and Grace alternately.

Grace's eyes were already sparkling happy to be able to have lunch together with Baskara. But the twinkle was instantly gone when he heard the reply of the man he had admired for a long time.

"Sorry, Om. We have already booked a restaurant in Menteng. It's also impossible to have lunch there because there's a meeting soon."

The distance from the office to the restaurant that his wife wants is not too far away, but the road to get there includes areas with heavy traffic jams. And when Baskara was at a meeting this morning to introduce herself to the board of directors, Baskara heard Grace's father's schedule report read out by the middle-aged man's assistant after the meeting.

"Well, you're right." Grace's father regretted. "It's a shame we can't have lunch together."

Dusk smiled stiffly, so did Baskara who looked more sincerely his smile.

"There's still plenty of time for us to have lunch together, Om."

Ayag Grace patted Baskara on the shoulder before it passed. "You're right. Then, Om and Grace go first."

Dusk stared in relief after the pair of father and son were no longer visible because they had entered the elevator.

I can't imagine if they had lunch together. Eating under Grace's sharp gaze was definitely not the right choice.

Not because he was afraid of the girl who claimed to be his rival. It's just that he's afraid his appetite will go away.

It could be his son who already craves chicken taliwang and sweet sour ribs, hunger strike. Missing the shadow of good eating that since from home has haunted his mind.

"When are we gonna stand here, baby, hm?" reprimand Baskara gently by embracing his wife's shoulder.

"I won't let your cravings get interrupted. So don't worry." added Baskara as if he could read what his wife was thinking.

"Almost I'll come home if you agree to eat with them, ma'am!"

"No way dooong.. I'm willing to waste our time just eating with them. There's no way I'm more choosy than you." he said to encourage his wife so that her mood does not go down again.

After all, he had promised to make his wife a priority of his life. It doesn't matter what kind of person Grace's father is in the company right now.

"What if you're not scolded if you return to his office late?" ask Dusk as soon as it enters the elevator.

"Who dares to anger me I sayaaang... I'm the grandson of the owner of the company who will inherit all the company's wealth."

"Sombooong!!" twilight Exclamation makes Baskara complain and rub the waist that the girl pinched.

"Don't here dong, ayy, the pinches. Later at home. Let me get back the same hot pinch."

Twilight eyeballs are rounded. "Mas!" yells. His hand will move to pinch any part. But her husband's hands were more nimble and carried her in a embrace.

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