That beautiful woman with her beautiful big eyes greeted Mahendra, "Do you like it, Hen?"
"Sure, as long as my wife is in favor of it," He replied relaxedly.
"Secretary has gone so far, huh?... Thank you, Anna, I don't need to do it myself," She was about to sit and pulled the chair for her, but found her husband did it first. "Would it be alright if I ask you, sister Nana, to decorate our room so it will be more beautiful tonight?" her sarcasm was honestly for herself for forgetting her husband's date of birth, the most important man in her life.
"You are so naughty, My Love," Mahendra's big hand ruffled her hair. Honestly, this man was surprised that Aruna didn't show any hostility towards Anna. Did she turn out to be a forgiving angel?
His mind wandered to the moment when Arun and Anna were bickering before the police investigators. He didn't expect at all that his wife made him feel serene and comfortable like watered grass.
