Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Worked in the husband's office.

Remember that! Sometimes not getting what you want can be the best thing for you.

Aisyah had not realized that the man sitting in the chair was her husband. However, his sense of prey is getting stronger when the man speaks again.

"Sit down!" her word.

Aisyah ventured forward a few steps closer to the man.

"The closer why the vibration is getting stronger and more powerful?" bathinya.

Ale was still hiding his face.

"Sir Ale?" Aisyah dared to call out the name of her husband.

Ale took down the map containing the employee files in his office. He smiled looking at Aisyah who even looked at her in wonder.

"The father works here too?" tanyanya. But that was what he had in mind.Being the wife of an Aleandra aryaguna al ahnaf these days, a few days, he knew a little if the husband's job was to come face to face with the rectangular object in ash in front of him.

"What's the name of this company Ai?" tanyanya stood up to get closer to Aisyah.

"Ar, Arya," Aisha paused her sentence. He's embarrassed now. It could be that he did not realize that this company belonged to Ale. Ale's middle name is a name that is emblazoned in the tower of this building.

"Why is this stupid?" he swore in his heart.

"Why not continue?" asked Ale just keep flirting.

"She intentionally?" the accusation shifted his shame.

"intentionally? You're playing victim, right?" Ale pretended not to understand what Aisyah was accusing of.

"Last night I told you the same, if today I will interview here. Why not say that this is your company! What's his name if it wasn't on purpose?" he said annoyed, then walked away from Ale.

"I think it's someone else's company, with the same name Ai," she denied that Aisyah believed.

"Where is it like that! Each company has its own name. You don't have to make it up!" the hardship is getting upset and embarrassed too. She felt defeated by her own husband.

Ale was still smiling, looking at Aisyah who looked still grumbling through the movements of her lips that looked kamit-combat.

"Smile on! You insulted me, right?"

"Who insults Ai, no one!" the answer is wrong.

"Look away! I know which smiles are sincere and which are fashionable."

"Can the interview begin?" asked Ale as if he did not hear Aisyah's grunt.

"No! I'm just stepping back from the interview this time,"

Aisyah quickened her footsteps to get out of the room. However, Ale's swift movements blocked Aisyah's footsteps using her body.

"Don't get mad. Forgive me," asked Ale with a look of admiration.

"I'm sorry? What's for?"

"For all your frustration."

Ale finally managed to invite Aisyah to sit down.

"Mother is not wrong. I'm just too excited, so I don't realize this,"

"Aren't you angry with me? So can you continue the interview?" Ale again teased Aisyah who was instead staring cynically at him.

"What interview? All about me, you already know,"

"Not everything," Ale refused to roll out one eye.Hopefully Aisyah could slightly gently answer a question from him.

"Father who doesn't want to know everything about me. What am I atu? Just a mistress," he lamented again that made Ale scratch his thin sideburn itchy.

"Patience, yes" he said giving hope.

"Always and maybe forever,"

"The prayer is fixed dong Ai. Why so resigned like that," protested Ale.

"My prayers are in your hands. So yes it depends on Mr. Ale. How long will it take to make me a mistress" he said, leading Ale to take a quick sip of the mineral water in front of him.

Aisyah pulled the corner of her lips.

"Always so if I mention this matter, tired of knowing sir. There is but is considered to be none" his grunts in the heart.

"Did you already have a lover when you married me Ai?"

"The husband's interview to his wife," Ale replied casually.

"Answer yes or no!" added again.

"No!" answer Aisha briefly.

"Give me a reason why I should believe your answer,"

"Father of plan! The rules are yes or no. Why should it be explained," he said did not accept.

"I have the right to revise all the rules here,"

"Based on the dictator!" objurgation.

"My life, I dedicate to my parents and my two younger siblings in the village of Pak. For me dating will only make my affection and attention for them less,"

"How about marrying me? Isn't this more serious than just dating?"

Aisyah did not answer Ale's question. He grabbed his mandiri cash bridge, then showed it to Ale. "At least one of my obligations remains I fulfill for them,"

Ale smiled haru. Destiny is never wrong to choose. Sometimes we are the only ones who realize it too late.

"You have no desire to ask questions either?" said Ale then leaned back on the chair and loosened his tie.

"For what? I already know the answer," said Aisyah.

"O yeah? What do you know about my love story?" ask Ale again.

"The woman whose face is on the cover of my father's pillow,"

Ale widened his eyes in confusion.

"Woman in a pillowcase? Which one?"

"There in the apartment.Every day embraced the forgotten?" insinuations.

"OK, okay. We finish it at home. It seems you've misunderstood" said Ale trying to calm the wife who looks more easily ignited emotions these days.

"No!"

"Eh! She's jealous, isn't she?" bathin Ale's.

Ale was starting to see a change in Aisyah's attitude. At first he was always silent and silent, speaking only as necessary, Answering and greeting Ale was exactly a subordinate towards his superior. However, now Aisyah began to show some side of her femininity. He seemed to have dared to show annoyance, disappointment and what he just showed was jealousy. And Ale was happy to see that change, at least Aisyah was starting to be able to accept this loveless marriage.

Aisyah works as a cleaning service in Ale's office. Actually Ale objected to that position. However, Aisyah did not want the employees here to be suspicious if Ale placed himself as a special staff in the CFO room. Can be revealed early their wedding dong.

Aisyah walked into Ale's room.

"Mr call me?"

"Sit down!"

Aisyah was still standing with a broom in her hand.

"I'm here as your employee. Others can be suspicious if they see me here just sitting back. What to clean?"

"I am not calling you to clean Ai. But to accompany me to work, okay?"

"No, no, okay ah! You bring it to work," he refused.

"Bawls? When?"

"When-when,"

hahaha.

Both laughed out. However, their laughter suddenly came to a halt as Ale's room door was knocked.

"Sorry sir, the main director is waiting in the meeting room. Mr. Ale is expected to be here soon" said Evan from behind a slightly open door.

"I immediately slid," Ale said, then saw Aisyah whose shoulders were still shaking from their laughter just now.

"I'll be right back," Ale gently stroked Aisyah's mane before exiting her room.

The sweet treatment of the husband that makes it more dilemma.

"Why is he so good at me? And he doesn't love me. Why not just divorce me, after that he can be free to continue the romance with his girlfriend," he said.