I'll Throw You Before You Honey Myself
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The new clock hand shows at 06:30 a.m., but Mauren is neat in a formal suit. Her tall, wacky body was clad in a long red shirt and black span skirt. The polished face is thin and natural, while the tanned hair is left unraveled.

"Wear this and .. perfect" Mauren muttered as he sprayed white musk parfumes onto his body.

After that, Mauren picked up the briefcase and stepped out. However, just opening the door, she was already greeted with a astonished look from the husband.

"Darling!"

Jeevan looks at the appearance of Mauren from toe to head. The clothes worn by the wife are not clothes that are commonly used to the shooting place, but rather more like office clothes.

"Why, Mas? Is there something wrong with my appearance?" mauren asked, pretending not to understand the astonished look on Jeevan's face.

"Where are you ... Where are you going, honey?" jeevan answered, asking.

"office." Mauren answered briefly.

"office? What's for?" Jeevan was getting nervous.

"Yes work. Yes, if you, Mas, go to the office for an affair," Mauren replied while turning the eyeballs.

"Work? But your profession is a model, honey. You said there was a photo shoot now. Why come to the office?" Jeevan deliberately ignored the phrase 'look for infidelity' so that the debate last night did not repeat itself.

Mauren smiled obliquely, "Cancelling one contract won't make me fall poor, Mas."

"Darling, you can't be so dong. Must be professional, let your career rise quickly."

"I changed my mind, Mom. I just want to get out of the entertainment world, as well as the fashion world. I want to focus on the world .. business," Mauren said deliberately clarifying the word 'business' at the end of the sentence.

"What do you mean, honey?" Jeevan is nervous.

Mauren folded her arms around her chest while looking at Jeevan's face, which looked like a wave.

"From now on, I'm in charge of Victory. The room and chairs that you used to sit in, starting today will be my place of work" explained Mauren who then made Jeevan gaping wide.

Before Jeevan opened his voice, Mauren had already stepped up and left in front of her husband.

Because Mauren's footsteps were quite fast, the sound of his high hells beat sounded echoing. That was what brought Jeevan to his surprise.

"Darling! Wait, Honey!" yell Jeevan. He ran after his wife who was already in the middle of the stairs.

But Mauren was indifferent. He continued walking and headed towards the dining room. Incidentally, the waiter had already served breakfast.

Without many words, Mauren sat down on the chair and picked up some dishes. He ate it voraciously without caring for Jeevan who kept questioning his actions.

"I know I'm wrong, but .. You can't be like this, honey. The Victory is my responsibility, the people there know I lead. Suddenly you came and replaced me. Later, even considered unprofessional, dear." Jeevan continued to persuade Mauren to abandon his intentions. I don't know what happened to the office, why Jeevan didn't want his wife to come there.

"Darling, you .. want to consider my opinion, right?" jeevan asked after being ignored for a long time. The sentence that had been thrown was only considered radio broken by Mauren.

"Darling!"

"All right." Mauren let out a long breath. "Hurry up to take a shower and have breakfast before I change my mind" he continued.

Jeevan smiled broadly, "Thank you, dear. Wait a minute, I'll be ready soon."

In the next instant, Jeevan got up and left Mauren. While stepping, he continued to cheer in his mind, feeling happy because he managed to melt the wife.

But without Jeevan realizing it, Mauren stared at his back with a slanted smile. I don't know what plans are in his brain.

"Although if I could give you a second chance, but you would never feel the same comfort. Betraying me is a mistake you will forever regret, Mas" Mauren said, bribing her breakfast.

"You done, honey?" jeevan asked while sitting in front of Mauren.

"Still have tea." Mauren replied while staring at the car keys and the briefcase placed on the chair.

"Want me to get it, Mas?" haggling Mauren a moment later.

"Byeah, sweetie." Jeevan nodded as he thrust out his empty plate. Then, he smiled when he saw Mauren's wiggly hand pick up his favorite side dish.

A few seconds later, there was no conversation between the two. Only the clang of the spoon became the main voice.

"Mas!" call Mauren.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You ... have cash, don't you?" ask Mauren. "It doesn't take much, one hundred or two hundred thousand is enough."

"She, Honey. Don't," Jeevan replied.

He reached into the wallet which was kept in the pocket of his pants, then gave it to Mauren. Jeevan deliberately told his wife to take it upon herself so that her confidence increased.

Mauren received Jeevan's wallet with a smile. Then, he calculated the cash that was there—approximately 400 thousand. After that, Mauren checked two ATMs owned by Jeevan and it turns out there.

While glancing at Jeevan, Mauren took a sheet of money hundreds of thousands and also a ID card belonging to her husband. Then, he moved and approached Jeevan. Not to feed or get a drink, but to snatch the keys of the car next to him.

"Honey it___"

"From now on you kept holding back my intentions. Don't you realize, Mom, that makes me suspicious?" concluded Mauren.

"I'm .. I just want you to focus on your career. There's no other meaning, honey," said Jeevan. He got up and ignored his half-baked breakfast.

"After what you did to me, you think I believed?" Mauren raised both eyebrows.

"Sayang___"

"With or without your consent, from now on I take care of Victory. The company is mine and Papa has entrusted it to me, so .. you accept it or not, it won't change my decision!" Again Mauren cut off Jeevan's speech.

"One more thing, your car and your ATM card, this is from me. So from now on I hold, while your expenses I'm regular," continued Mauren.

"Honey, how can this be. I also have a need" Jeevan protested.

"What needs?" Mauren stared intensely. "eat? It has been prepared with Bi Inah, if you want to go everywhere bring supplies from home, healthier. If the toiletries and pulses, then let me buy them" he continued.

"You're selfish, honey!" Jeevan's voice began to rise.

"Yes, I'm selfish. Therefore, you should not be surprised if the ATM and your car I hold," said Mauren quickly. "This ... if you want to nyamperin me to the office, is it enough to ride the angkot?" He put the ID card and fifty thousand money on the table.

"Mauren__"

"Don't be angry, I'm trying to be evil so Elsa has more points than me. Let you have an accurate answer if suppose there is a colleague who asks, why is it better to choose a fragment of gravel than a whole diamond," Mauren cut with a cynical look.

Without waiting for Jeevan's answer, Mauren turned around and left the dining room. Using a car commonly used by Jeevan, Mauren rolled into the Victory Office.

Seriate....

Sorry yes just up again, yesterday again there is an event on RL, do not have time to hold HP. Today also can only be up one because health is less supportive.

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