My Husband Doesn't belong to Me
Chapter 25

Deg. . .

I saw Mas Tio's shocked face and instantly pale, indicating that he really did not expect me to find him eating with his mistress.

"Mas. . ." Call me one more time, because Mas Tio didn't answer my first call.

"E-h. . . Th-yes." Said Mas Tio nervously and his pale face, but it did not make me pity.

"Lunch is here too, right?" I pretended to be innocent.

"Yes, M-as ma-kan si-ang here." Said Mas Tio stammered so nervous, suddenly the hijab woman came to talk.

"The MBA was meeting with us, right? Who won the PT project. Jaya Wijaya?" Ask the hijab-wearing woman to interrupt our conversation.

"Yes right! My name is Nadira Hutama." I said as I reached out, with a slight glance towards Mas Tio whose secret fear was revealed.

"Hallo Mba, my name is Sifa. I am very happy to meet Mba, Mba presentation time is very cool! Very good Mba!" Sifa said while shaking my hand in amazement, and I smiled bitterly.

My husband's affair, nice to meet me?

Will she know that I am the legal wife of the man before her, she will still admire me?

I'm sure not!

Because she doesn't know, I'm Mas Tio's legal wife. He could behave like that in front of me.

And I don't care about it, which I want Mas Tio to understand with this warning I gave him.

"Hallo Sifa, nice to meet you too?" I said with a forced smile and I saw Mas Tio continuing to wipe his sweat that was pouring.

"Mba having lunch here too?" Ask Sifa.

"Yes we want to have lunch here, it just so happens that this restaurant is close to the office." I said a forced smile.

"Oh. . Aye! Yes too! This restaurant is next door to PT. NH group, can you come here often?" Ask Sifa who enthusiastically invites me to talk.

"Want to join us? Her look at her table is already full of all." Said Sifa enthusiastically offering us to join her desk and I lyrics Mas Tio seemed surprised by what Sifa did.

But not a single word was spoken. I really enjoyed the look of fear that Mas Tio showed, eager for me to give a slap across his face.

But it won't be exciting, I still want to play around first and teach my beloved husband a lesson.

"It's okay if we join here?" Ask me to lure Mas Tio to be more frightened.

"It's nothing dong mba! Even I'm really happy, let's sit here. Isn't it Mas?" Sifa said cheerfully then glanced at the pale-looking Mas Tio.

"D-yes." Brief words from Mas Tio.

"Room. . . Why are you Mas? Your face is pale? You are sick, are you? You were all right! Is there something wrong with the food? We go to the doctor, yes!" Said Sifa worried about Mas Tio to find him with various questions, while checking the state of Mas Tio.

"Wah Sifa is very considerate yes with Mas Tio." I said to Sifa and made Mas Tio even more cold sweat.

"Yes our mba is actually se- . . " Sifa's words that I've been waiting for were deliberately cut by Mas Tio.

"Ja-m ma-kan noon is up, Mas want to go back to the office." Said Mas Tio who did not want to be addressed to whom.

"But the face is so big! We go to the doctor, right? Let me call the office." Said Sifa who was really worried about Mas Tio.

"DON'T!" Shouted Mas Tio and made us all confused, why suddenly Mas Tio shouted like that.

My idea also came up.

"Mas Tio why? Need me to drop off? I happened to take the car, let's go to the hospital sooner." I pretended to be surprised by Mas Tio's shout.

"No thanks, go to the office first." Said Mas Tio who immediately hurriedly got up from his seat and left just like that, making Sifa confused by Mas Tio's behavior.

"I'm sorry Mba, not rude. Maybe Mas Tio is in a hurry, once again I'm sorry Mba." Said Sifa feeling bad for me.

"Without anything, Sifa, you calm down! Yes, I did first then! It's good to see you!" Say it with a forced smile and extend my hand.

"It's great to meet Mba Nadira too! Hopefully next time we can meet again, Mba." Sifa said enthusiastically while shaking hands with me.

"Surely we meet again, I'm sorry." Say it while walking away from Sifa's desk.

Me, Selva and Secretary Dian walked towards our office, all the way we didn't chat at all. Maybe they know what my mood is right now, so they chose silence.

Until we arrived at the Director's Room, where I work today. I took a deep breath, and then I opened the door to my room.

Kolkata. . .

As I walked towards my desk, my footsteps grew heavier. I ended up sitting limp on the front floor of my desk.

I was pensive with tears streaming down my cheeks, before long I felt a warm embrace run down my body. It turned out that Dian and Selva were hugging me from behind, giving me strength.

But tears continued to flow along my little sobbing, lamenting the story of my horn-tipped household. I was confused as to what to do with my home.

Little screams kept coming out of my mouth, unbearable. The longer my gaze became unclear, as tears continued to flow. Until I was unconscious asleep in their arms.

When I woke up from my sleep, I opened my eyes. I fell asleep in the office, tired of crying. And I saw Selva and Dian falling asleep near me, maybe they were tired of waiting for me to sleep.

Not wanting to wake them up, I slowly headed for the bathroom. I wash my face, I look at my face in the mirror.

"Am I not as pretty as I used to be? Am I not as good as I used to be? Am I no longer attractive? Shame Mas would betray me?" I said as I looked in the mirror in front of me and held my cheeks that were back in tears.

"Why haven't you ever been honest with me? She asked me well, gave me back to my parents well too. Don't hurt me like this!" Say it with a small stuffing and I sit on the bathroom floor.