The Secret Wife of the BEM Chairman
Always Meet the Same Man

Nara's college life continues to run while becoming a mother figure for Syakila. He was grateful that for the few weeks he lived, everything went smoothly. Nara does not care anymore about Adel's closeness to her husband, almost every day Rendi seems happy and always open with Nara, telling all about her lectures and also her activities as the chairman of BEM, Nara was happy to hear her husband's story.

Their relationship improved without the intervention of the Rendi family. Nara is also trying to find a job that she can do at home, she was given monthly money by her parents, however, Nara can not continue to depend on it, he was not good with both his parents.

"Honey, can you pick me up with Syakila later?" ask Nara while dressing up in the mirror.

"What time? I think 4 o'clock has a meeting." Rendi was enjoying her breakfast while taking care of Syakila.

"Well, I'm also home at 4. Yes, I will gojek again later," Nara said to her husband.

"Don't sulk?" pinta the man.

"No, I'm not going to stick with you. I'm trying to understand you" Nara said with a smile.

Rendi returned the woman's smile and gently rubbed Nara's hair. Mood Rendi also often gets better, probably because almost a 3x week is given a related ration.

Because Rendi left early in the morning, Nara also left early, although on campus she stopped by the cafeteria, or to the library, or to contract her long time to meet Tia.

At 9 am, Nara left Syakila with Mbah Tik and went straight to campus. As usual, Nara was dropped off in a small alley that went straight to her campus.

"Be careful, let me know that you've come home" said Rendi.

"Yes, the college spirit is yes, honey!" Nara gave the man some encouragement.

Nara also entered the campus building area that he would go to. Because it was still a long time until her lecture began, Nara decided to go to the cafeteria first, because she did not have time to eat breakfast. He only bought warm tea because he felt dear, the food in his house had not run out.

While waiting in the cafeteria, Nara also played her phone, when Syakila was sleeping, and the time was free, Nara always played games to eliminate her boredom.

He met Gibran again. Nara rolled her eyeballs, as she had met Gibran many times lately.

"Why do you always show up when I'm relaxing like this anyway?" nara asked a little annoyed as she stared at her phone continuously. Nara glanced at Gibran's left hand, apparently the bracelet was always worn by the man.

Nara who was busy playing the game immediately turned off the game and began to take the time to talk to Gibran.

"He's good. While I was in college, he was a guard" replied Nara.

"Thank God then. You still fight with Rendi a lot?" Gibran re-opened a new topic.

"No, these days it's rarely fought. I'm more up to him anyway. You see, anywhere I won't be able to change his attitude and nature like that." Nara stirred her tea and sipped the drink a little.

"really? Or do you really not want to know?" Gibran was like cornering the woman, as if wanting to talk if Rendi was not the best for Nara.

"A–I don't want to know anything about his activities. I tried to believe his nonsense, even though he lied. I just feel like it's better not to hear bad news than to see something I don't want."

Gibran stared at Nara continuously, the woman's physique completely changed. It was enough body goals, however, now it is just like people who rarely eat and are not maintained.

"You've sacrificed a lot, Nara. Why are you the same guy who even loves you or not?" Gibran supported his head with his right hand.

"Whisper you ah!" Dara didn't want to talk about it.

Gibran also ordered a drink to accompany Nara there. Actually, sometimes there was still a bad taste in his heart, because Nara had hurt Gibran.

Nara also tries not to care too much about Gibran, however, it feels like Nara is eager to vent all her feelings in front of Gibran who can be a good listener for Nara. However, it seems that it cannot.

"Liet down, don't feel bad. I'm fine." Gibran rubbed Nara's head gently and was full of a sweet smile on his lips. Somehow from the touch of Gibran made Nara's heart beat very fast.

DEG!

"He can read my mind? Or how?"