"Can you explain, Sandra?"
Mrs. Pamungkas glared at the assistant she had just recruited yesterday. Not even twenty-four hours into the job, she had thrown a tantrum.
"Keep your cynical gaze away, Jeng!" said Bara, objecting to the views of Ajeng or Mrs. Pamungkas.
"Okay, okay. I don't have much time to ask. Now which one of you wants to explain? Before I go out and feel like an idiot in front of that reporter,"
Sandra twisted her shirt. She seemed nervous about hearing her new boss's tweet. She felt a failure to trust. All of this is because of one person.
"We were married before. Due to a misunderstanding, we separated, so Sandra had to work. I'll start all over again with her. So let her out, Jeng. You can find another assistant."
If there was no Mrs. Pamungkas, Sandra wanted to slap back and forth on the mouth of Bara, who was talking casually. She has not agreed to reconcile with him. But begging to be able to work with Mrs. The Pamungkas is also impossible for her to do.
"Then what does that have to do with the reporters out there?" Mrs. Pamungkas does not understand the correlation.
"How would I know Ajeng?" This is your office!" said Bara casually.
"Yes, that's right, my office. But they are looking for your wife! " Mrs. Pamungkas did not accept it.
"Yes, you'll meet there. Tell my wife is not here. "
Mrs. Finally, she wanted to shoot Bara in the head with her heels. Moreover, Sandra's attitude was silent. She was furious. Maybe next time, she should drag her down. If she was under Bara's threat, she was terrified.
"You guys wait here. Rumi, keep an eye on them. Don't run away. "
Bara just shrugged nonchalantly at the words of his best friend's wife. He even took out his cell phone to call his assistant to say he would be late.
Silence in this large room. Sandra still turned her face away from Bara as if unwilling to glance at the man who had ruined her career today. His brain was even thinking about where else she would look for work.
She didn't want to go back with Bara. But it's impossible to count on living on a dwindling savings account. There was Sky she had to pay attention to.
"Thinking of what?" Bara asked lightly. Only the corner of his eyes glanced at Sandra. He was still struggling with the six-and-a-half-inch screen in front of him.
"Think about where to put the proposal after this," said Sandra curtly.
"Oh." Bara just mumbled lightly. Feelings are not heavy. He even thought that Sandra had asked him for a job. It's easy to answer later. Just wear sexy clothes and serve them every night.
Meanwhile, seeing Bara's indifferent reaction made Sandra even more irritated. What is the meaning of all that Bara did to her? Can't he make his life calm again?
Brak...!
The door to the room was tightly closed. Mrs. Pamungkas came, still in his classy style but looking even more annoyed than before.
"You are! You haven't revealed your wife's identity to the public! " Mrs. Pamungkas said this with the roar of a passionate breath.
"Yes. After this, I will announce. When my wife is ready. "
Bara glanced at Sandra, who was also looking at him blankly. The woman thought of all sorts of things until her eyes went blank. He didn't know how to act.
"That's crazy. Just watch out if my agency has an influence. You're just so annoying anyway. "
"Never mind, Jeng. I'll transfer the money later. Shut up. The reporter has left, hasn't he?" Bara said.
"Come on, honey, go home."
"Eh ... uh, crazy huh. Do you want to bribe? " Mrs. Pamungkas did not accept it. Even though she likes money, she doesn't like being underestimated. Especially by her husband's friends. Which automatically became his friend too.
"No. You brought up a pretty important proposal yesterday. I could change my mind about funding it."
Bara blinked an eye. He held Sandra, who seemed obedient to him. Mrs. Pamungkas, although annoyed, did not move to hear Bara's words earlier.
"Rumi, can you lend my wife new glasses?"
Rumi, who had been just listening, suddenly nodded. She took the black box from his boss's drawer. Just leave it to Bara.
"San, wear this. Before you're ready to go public, I'll protect your privacy."
Sandra accepts. Indeed, all this time, she did not want to be too open to Bara's glamorous life. She always felt unprepared. After all, Bara has not been interested in introducing his wife to the public. He just announced that he was married—just that.
"Let's go back."
To eliminate other rumors, Sandra was forced to accept Bara's hand. His shoes went hand in hand with Bara, who took a small step after following in his footsteps. It's always been like that, to equalize the width of his efforts. Sandra falls in love with the simple things.
"Thanks for being so sweet, honey."
***
Sandra just resigned herself to going where Bara wanted to take her. while coming up with a good strategy to fight this heartless creature. She chooses to follow what she wants as a Bara. That's to save the energy he has.
"This ember...."
"Come on down."
Click...! Bara opened the seat belt attached to Sandra's shoulder. Get out of the car first, then turn to the other door. His hand reached out to take Sandra from her seat.
"I can do it myself," Sandra said coldly.
He just pulled back his hand. Let this happen. After all, it's just a helping hand. He thought of defending himself.
Along the way, there was no meaningful conversation. Sandra followed in the footsteps of Bara, who was one step ahead of her. She refuses to be held or lined up again. This place is not Mrs. Pamungkas's, so that's enough acting.
"The PIN is still the same."
Sandra just turned her face away. Let Bara press a combination of numbers indicating the date they got married. Yes, even now, Sandra still remembers their first wedding date. Immediately, she cursed his stupidity.
"Everything is still the same. Only my heart is broken. I gave this place to you. But in fact, you never even came back here. "
Sandra scanned her familiar surroundings. The layout of the items was still the same when she stepped out of this unit. Bara is right, and all items are still the same. Only his heart is broken, which means including Sandra's heart too.
"Come back to me, San."
You can feel the strong arms wrapped around Sandra's slender waist. His chest rumbled from a sudden warm hug. Whoever had betrayed him was raging within him. On the lips, refuse; in the heart, accept.
"Let go of Bara. Someone will see. "
Bara does not want to obey Sandra. He even smelled her neck. The scent was different. I don't know when Sandra changed her perfume. He remembered yesterday was the same. This one is stronger. As if to show that this woman was much stronger than she seemed.
"Um... Bara."
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