My Bow to the Destiny of Love
I am happy without acting

Ardian managed to keep his promise to Chayra to take Chayra to Zidane's Office. To this day, he is still confused by his wife's remark that she will prove to Ghibran that what he said was wrong. What does it have to do with going to Zidane's office with Ghibran. To say that Ghibran works there is also impossible. Because all he knew was that Ghibran was a lecturer. A wide variety of questions danced around Ardian's head. All along the journey he only used to fight with his mind. While Chayra fell asleep with her husband's thighs worn as a pillow.

On the way to Zidane's office, a bored Dodit opened the conversation. "You're thinking, Ar to Grandpa Lu's branch office. I feel uncomfortable if this is related to your grandfather. You know, your grandfather had a lot of eyes and ears scattered everywhere."

Ardian who was still at war with his mind turned towards Dodit. "Until now I don't know what I'm going to do with that place. Chay just said he wanted to be with me."

"Why are you taking me too, Ar? You know I'm still fighting for the fate of my relationship with Tina ahead. I was asked to be your personal assistant again. Yes, although I am actually your assistant. It should be that outside the realm of work, I may disobey your orders. If this is my job, I'll double it. Besides being an assistant, I'm also your driver."

"I'm only asking for help this time, Mr. Dodit. I really need Mr. Dodit's help."

Dodit was shocked when he heard Chayra's voice. As he glanced back earlier, the woman was seen sleeping soundly. But it turned out that Chayra woke up as she spoke earlier. He was silent because he did not know what to answer.

"There are people who are not ashamed to insult my husband. And today I just want to prove to that guy that the person he insulted wasn't a random person."

"You mean Ayra?"

"Later Mr. Dodit will know." The mood was silent again. All are immersed in their own thoughts.

Chayra took a deep breath after the car stopped as it had reached its destination. He looked out at the towering building. The building stands majestically with seven floors to the top. This building will be a silent witness to how he will avenge the deeds of his former most beautiful.

Chayra returned to her position after being satisfied staring out. The sound of heavy breathing from him made Ardian look at him in wonder.

"Why do you look tense, Chay?"

Chayra smiled grimacingly at her husband. "By preparing the emotions of the soul to be reunited with that person."

"Oh yes, dear. By the way, why is Mr Ghibran in this company?"

"Have I not told you?"

"I won't ask you if you've told me."

"Sir Ghibran works here now. I don't know what department he holds. He just told me he wanted to get some work experience." Chayra breathed a rough breath. "Come on, we're out. I want everything out today. I want to live quietly with you in the future. I don't want anyone to mess with our happiness anymore."

Ardian pulled the corner of his lips. "Are you happy to be my wife?"

"That kind of question, Mommy?" Chayra glanced at her husband annoyed. "Why do I try to defend this place if I feel unhappy. Keep saying I cried yesterday if I don't love you. We've fought together from our lowest point, Mas. Would I just shut up, when this near-perfect happiness is being bullied by someone else?"

Ardian just smiled hearing all the expressions of his wife's heart. Wanted to chimed in, but his mouth seemed like it was hard to speak. Various mixed feelings filled his soul.

Dodit, who was behind the wheel, was speechless. Only his mouth was smiling. Didn't expect that Ardian Baskara's wife loved her husband to this extent.

"Cock smile, Mum? Let's go down first. Mr. Dodit, remember! Support us for the future welfare."

"That's a sure thing, Ms. Ayra. The point is, after coming home from this place don't forget the lunch treaty."

"God willing.." Chayra glanced at her husband. "Mas, Mr. Dodit wants to be treated, you bring money, right?"

Ardian glared while holding a smile. "I don't have any money, honey. My money's been paid up to you and Grandpa."

"There's no. But I don't have a wallet." Ardian pretended to scratch his head like a confused person. "Actually I did this on purpose, so that the Dodit did not ask to be treated. And it turns out my guess didn't miss at all."

Dodit laughed. "Bu Ayra knew, out of town yesterday Mother's husband invited me into the shopping center. But when we got to the cashier, he left me to the toilet. I knew it was just his wits because there was no money."

"If I'm rich again, I'll replace all the money you've spent to guarantee my present life."

Dodit laughed again. "Seeing you guys happy like this makes me happy. You are truly a supportive couple under any circumstances. Actually without you guys doing any acting, that person would be very hot to see the romance of you two. We start the movie now. I've understood what Ms. Ayra wants." Dodit exits the car, followed by Chayra and Ardian holding Adzra.

Arriving at the lobby, Dodit approached the receptionist to convey the meaning of their arrival. Before long they were immediately welcome to meet Zidane on the seventh floor.

Zidane was already sitting on the sofa waiting for the arrival of an uninvited guest. Chayra came on time because her brother was relaxing.

"What are you doing here, Dek? Moreover, you came without informing me first."

"Did my arrival interfere with your work, brother?"

"It's not like that, Deck. I'm just surprised that you don't usually come without confirmation."

"Hmmm..." Chayra spread her eyes. "Mh.. Brother, can I ask you something?" Questions began to be asked.

Zidane looked back at his brother. "You're weird, Dek. Usually also directly nyerocos without permission first."

"I'm Ardian Baskara's wife now. So, I can't be as spoiled as I used to be, Zidane. I can only be spoiled for my dear husband."

Zidane poked his lips. "Just tell me what you want, Deck. I'm suspicious of you. You're turning weird like this."

Chayra laughed in satisfaction, leaving Zidane confused. Ardian only held a smile while rubbing his wife's head. They are more free to move because Adzra has moved into the lap of Zidane. Seeing that Zidane was increasingly curious. "Did you come here to." Zidane's words came to a halt when the door of his room was knocked from the outside. A well-built, narrow-eyed, white-skinned man walked into Zidane's room. Just about to approach Zidane, the man was surprised to see a married couple sitting on the sofa.

Chayra won't lose. He looked no less surprised than the man. "Well, is there a Ghibran here, brother?" Fortunately, the preparation to train the emotions of the soul has been successful.

Zidane was silent for a moment. "Oh yeah, Deck. Brother forgot your story, if Ghibran is working with you now."

Ghibran smiled a little and sat down next to Zidane. "Sorry to interrupt, Zi. There is something you need to agree with first. You need to sign some of these files because they'll be taken to the field tomorrow."

Zidane looked at his guest. "Mh.. Deck, is it okay, if Brother stays for a while? Brother wants to discuss this with Ghibran at Brother's desk."

"It's ok. But don't take too long, brother. We have an event after this."

Zidane nodded as he got up, followed by the Ghibran behind him.

Chayra clasped Ardian's hand while looking at her husband. "Mas. You promised last night that you would pay for the time spent outside the city. You promised to take me wherever I wanted. Anyway I don't want to be cheated again. I just want to be just like you."

Zidane frowned at the spoiled speech of his sister who was like made up. As for Ghibran, the man seemed to be starting to unfocus.

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