Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 61: Self-conscious?

Ten minutes had already passed, but Rey was still silent on the spot. I don't know what that guy was thinking. However, did not make him move leaving what became his busyness so that the sound of knocking the door distracts the two. Either she or her husband looked back simultaneously.

"Master, there's a guest outside. The security guard said Mr. Bagas' secretary." Report Bi Jia who just finished cleaning the upper room, the woman intends to continue the work, but the security guard came to say below there is a beautiful woman who is often with Mr. Bagas.

Why come to the house, while the one in search is busy doing something out there. Not unwilling to meet, but Jeni can make trouble and that's what she's been avoiding. All this time only Bagas who deal with women, even though it is the staff of the company though.

"Ok, Bi, I'll be right downstairs. Just ask to wait in the living room!" let Rey make the decision.

"Mas, when were you in the room?" asma asked without being asked, making Rey turn to her. "Go, it must be an important job. I'm gonna take a shower first."

Without waiting for an answer, his wife went to the bathroom. While aunt must have left. Time will always be the same, be it yesterday, now or later, but the difference is how to spend that time to become a memory in the future. As always, he will prepare the right clothes for Asthma.

Seems backwards? Shouldn't the wife prepare the needs of the husband. However, Rey does not consider it wrong because of his attention and affection to be poured out on an Asthma. As a wife who has the right to all the love that is in the heart.

If anyone asks, is it that fast to love a woman? No. gabe. Love is only one word. Thousands of languages, but millions of flavors. Paths, hopes, dreams, and destiny. All of it comes close to complementing each other in simplicity. No love or man is perfect, but can only perfect emotions in understanding.

The sound of the shower from inside the bathroom, did not make Rey forget there are guests below. Once again she stared at the long-sleeved black dress with a low cleavage, but covered in pearly accent brocade lace. A simple dress with a length below the knee.

"Asma, I'm down. When you're done, come down!" The cry somewhat hardened the voice for the wife to hear, then walked away from her bed.

Footsteps leave the room while trying to contact the friend. It is not that he does not want to deal with his brother's secretary, just does not even want to listen to the seduction that is always crisp. Sometimes it sounds funny, but it gets unpleasant.

Getting away from the door, go down the stairs one by one. A wide smile with red lips greeted him. Who else if Jeni's month, Bagas' secretary. Appearance certainly can not be seen next to, his physique is also very guarded. The face is always covered in make up.

The distance is getting eroded, but the trus ringtone alone does not change the very sound in the future. Where's the kid going? Didn't you just say go away for a while. Be careful if you do not hurry home. Not infuriated, just that there was no intention to take care of that one celamis woman.

"Good day, Mr. Handsome." Jeni increasingly showed a big smile by puffing her chest. "I'd like to deliver some files that need to be checked and need your signature today."

Three files lying on the table. Regardless of how centile the secretary is, Rey sits on a single sofa. Then retrieving the file, without a word began to examine the file seriously, while Jeni was neglected. The woman was busy enjoying God's creation which greatly melted her heart.

Playing mobile and busy with random calls, Rey focuses only on work. The man did not realize, when Jeni had already moved and stood in front of him. I don't know what's inside that woman's head. So fascinated by the charisma of his superiors or forget his status as just a worker.

While from the top of the stairs, Asthma was silent watching everything that happened during the last five minutes. How is Rey's relationship with the woman she says is the secretary of her foster sister. Anyone would know, if the woman had a castor seed. Instantly thinking, would his life be like a novel?

What if after marriage, then there is another woman who becomes the destroyer of her household? It will be unimaginable as to what. It's okay to write a love triangle story, but if it happens in the real world. Should as soon as possible dispel the newborn pests.

Without waiting for long, he went down the stairs and deliberately emphasized the sound of steps every leg to distract the two people in the guest room. As expected, Rey turned to look up at the stairs. Likewise with Jeni who looked at him with a curious look.

Rey moved the file back to the table, then got up from her seat, then walked to pick up Asthma with her eyes unblinking. Footsteps approach each other until they stop under the stairs. Smiles adorned the faces of both.

"Butterfly, come with me." Rey grabbed Astma's hand, guiding his wife's hand to hold her arm while clutching the girl's waist so that it docked without distance.

Looking at the possessive attitude of the Young Master aimed at the girl who was nothing compared to him. Honesty is an insult. How can, a CEO actually hugs a friendly girl who is definitely from the village. Just a fleeting appearance, it could already explain the status of the girl's origin.

Jeni's thinking is so shallow, but when a human feels himself the most okay. Nature has a way of realising the position of man in this world. What is considered good is not necessarily good. Likewise with ugliness, not necessarily to be shunned. People are lost because of wrong thinking.

"Butterfly, introduce this Jeni secretary Bagas and Jeni, introduce ....," said Rey began the introduction between the two women, but not yet finished introducing. His wife had already shown him where position and status were indeed only for him.

Asthma extended her right hand, not forgetting with a faint thin smile. "Mrs Reyhan Aditya."

Faces smashed, mouths gawking with pushy eyes. The name he wanted to hang, and the girl he thought was just a village girl. She has just declared herself as Mrs Reyhan Aditya. Are his ears not in trouble? No. gabe. It must be all just a mistake.

Distrust clearly reflected on Jeni's face, making Asma flick her fingers right in front of the secretary of the foster sister. "Miss, it's still noon. Dream at night."