"Hendra, come with me," Surya opened the room of CEO of Wenceslas Group. He pulled Hendra's hand.
"Hey! Don't pull me like this. I am still busy," Mahendra pulled his hand from Surya's.
"We have to pick them up," Surya was quicker. He impatiently pressed the button of the lift several times. His impatience drew Hendra's quriosity. Although he was uninterested, he kept walking to follow his best friend.
"They? Who?" Mahendra asked.
"Miss Aruna and my wife," Mahendra frowned as Surya was in the lift already. Surya pulled him in the lift as well.
"Herry has not called you?" Surya asked in return.
"About?"Hendra checked his pocket, "Oh, my mobile," he wanted to get out of the lift to take his mobile bacl, but the lift had run down.
"Our wives, I mean Miss Aruna and Dea. They are still children, somehow," Sometimes Surya posted Dea as a child. "They just had a fight with their friends at campus,"
Hendra chuckled instead, "We also often do have fights as colleagues. Don't worry too much,"
"How can I not?" His formal habits was gradually eroded with Dea's communication style. "look at this!" a picture Herry took from random angle made those blue eyes grew widened.
"Oh my God…give me the key! Let me drive" Hendra asked. He was more skillful in speeding.
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"Hendra??"A secretary was looking for her boss. There was a meeting he had to attend.
After calling several times but no responded, she walked to the boss room to find the answer. She curved her mouth when shefound no one in Hendra's office.
But she found a cell phone screen was on due to her own callings.
_Where is he?_ she muttered as she picked that phone from the man she was looking for.
The next second, her eyes focused on that locked cell phone, a screen with a woman photo as a screen paper.
It was Aruna's photo at that rectangular gadget. A woman for Nana was only an ex wife. nana forgot that the judge's decision had not been made and it was also possible that the divorce lawsuit had been withdrawn.
"Why are still you still grabbing Hendra's attention?" She squeezed that cell phone in her hand.
Her anger was boiling. She wanted to find out the presence condition of Hendra's ex wife.
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"Miss," Herry called, stopping the footsteps the two women who were walking limply to the restroom.
Just after they turned around, two gentlemen in nice suits got out of an expensive car and walked toward them. They were grumbling and looked at the two women who were frozen. They were glancing to each other like two naughty students who were caught red handed and waiting for the punishment from the class teacher.
"Dea, what should we do?" Aruna was panicked.
"How could I know? You are married longer than I am. I am only five days. You tell me the right way to seduce our husbands well,"
"I never seduce my hsband,"
"I am worse. I just got married five days ago," they were both expressing their panic. And the men were getting closer.
The panic wave was noy only striking Aruna and Dea. Lily punched Herry's arm for reporting her two best friends to their husbands. "Such a childish man! You like reporting things unimportant!" She mocked Herry.
"I am paid for that miss," Herry replied in formal tone. Lily grinned in amused.
"Oh… we are dead," Aruna muttered. Dea was uttering a prayer and dzikr to make someone's heart softened. She looked down and cried silently and scorned herself for being so immature. She was so embarrassed.
"Dea, don't cry. Follow me and look at my way to get rid of their anger," she suddenly got an idea in her mind, patted herself tidily and walked more confidently toward Mahendra.
Three pairs of eyes were shocked to see the bravery of that brown eye woman. Whe was the one who looked most worried to see her husband's coming. The three people did not know that Aruna knew he blue eyed man's weak point.
She jumped to reach his neck and deliberately kissed his lips. Lily was gaped in shock. Herry covered her glasses with his palm in an instant.
Dea found it awkward when she was trying to follow Aruna's steps. She had no courage to do that. But Surya consistently remained patient. He stroke his wife's hijab who was about to shed tears. But he but he did not put Dea in his arms. That girl's clothes was so dirty with splotches of tomato sauce.
It can be predicted that Hendra would be easily melting with Aruna's bravery.
"You are doing this so that I will not be angry? Will not ask you questions, aren't you?" She nodded in admittance.
So many questions he had prepared along the way to his wife's campus were just reaching his throat as Lesmana's daughter injected strong cocaine to him.
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"Ughh…everyone is picked up. What about me? Ufff my bad luck as a single," Lily got up from the canteen chair but the canteen seller approached her and asked a replacement for all the loss the canteen had from that fight.
Quickly Herry took over to replace the loss and the damage of the canteen had.
Lily walked alone leaving the canteen. Herry caught her. "I can drive you home,"
"No thanks. I will get bad luck with you," just before she shut her mouth up, her feet stumbled on a stone.
"Hahaha," Herry burst into laughter automatically, "It is not a bad luck. It is your glasses need to be repaired," He walked past Lily who almost tripped off, "If you want to go home alone, it will be fine actually. Just do not blame me if you run through the traffic lights.
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"Why am I wrapped like this?" Dea grumbled.
"You will ruin the car," Surya replied, "come on in," he smiled at her. That mature man opened the door of the car and smiled widely.
"I thought so, too," Dea muttered. Surya just smiled listening to her complaint. This formal beghaved man forgot that in the back seat, Aruna, who was as dirty as his wife, sat down comfortably without any confrontation from anyone.
"You are a grown up with college student title. How come opened a fight with your own friends? If you are still a high school student, I would I understand it. But you are not anymore," Surya preached his wife as driving the car. He turned to be a lecturer who nagged his boisterous student about politeness and attitude.
The scene was contradictive with Hendra, he was busy to clean up Aruna's hair while listening to that preaching. Even he once in a while kissed Aruna's cheek.
"But Vira and her friends are too much. They often bully us," Dea defended herself, still felt embarrassed.
"So, you are often bullied by your friends?" Hendra confronted.
"Not me, but Aruna," Someone hearing it stopped doing whatever he was doing and looked at Dea more attentively, "How could she call Aruna a divorcee, and me a mature man lover!" Dea was upset remembering Vira bad treatment to her and Aruna.
"She is mean, isn't she?" Dea ranted.
"Why did you get so upset? That is the fact, isn't it? You are mature man lover" Surya commented.
"How can you say like that?!" Dea whined.
"All of them are not important. What most important is we are happy no matter what other people say about us. They can only talk. We are the ones who feel it. That is why we need to show them are are just doing fine with our choice." The traffic light was red, and they stopped. "If they have negaitove thoughts towards us, it is their problem, not ours," he glanced at Dea again.
"Look at your check. It is hurt, isn't it? Hope it will not leave any mark" Dea felt even worse
"If only you could have held your temper a bit better, it would have gone away just like that and you would not have had that bruise," And it did not make Dea felt much better. She burst into tears instead.
"Why are you crying?...." Surya was driving back while looking at the side street for a mini market.
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"You are often bullied at your campus?" Hendra 's voice was stiff, so much typical of him.
"Not really," Aruna never thought things seriously. It was just common issue for her.
"Don't try to deny it. Dea cannot lie to us," Hendra wanted to get a clear information about it. It was worrying issue somehow.
"Since my divorce came to public. But it is just because they got it misunderstood," Aruna glanced at him, worried at Hendra's gaze.
"Alright then…tomorrow I will send some guards to look after you,"
"Hendra! Give me a brak. It doesn't need to be too much reactive," Aruna was panicked.
"Or you would rather to stay at home and stop going to Campus," it finally found a reason to look after her openly.
Aruna blew out breath heavily, feeling tired.