Not my Choice Husband
Part 19's. I'm not a widower

Nira moves her wrists after being released by her husband. "Sick tofu! Dubai basic!" nira in a very slow voice. "Arka, I'm bored at home. Can you give me a job?" tanya Nira started her conversation because inside the elevator felt very quiet.

"Arka." call Nira while pulling Arka's coat arm because the man is still tight-lipped.

Arka who had been looking straight ahead, inevitably now looked at Nira who could not stand still.

"No vacancies!" ketus Arka then looked back to the front.

"Masa? You must be lying!" nira's face immediately turned sad due to Arka's refusal. "Basic! Judah jablai stingy!" chirping Nira unconsciously.

"What did you say?" Arka immediately stared intently at Nira.

"Ap, what? I didn't say anything." said Nira. The story is finished because of the original mouth nyeplos.

Arka locked Nira's body in the corner of the square-shaped object."Jablai widower?" ask Arka with her sharp eyes and make Nira a throb. "You said widower jablai?" reworked.

"Mom, no. I don't mean that." explains Nira. He was very frightened to see Arka who was so angry.

"Do you not want to explain" asked Arka while pulling Nira's waist until their body was attached.

Glek,,, uh,,,

Nira swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. He was scared to death to the point that his breathing was unstable. It even felt very claustrophobic when Arka brought her face closer.

"Yes, I explained! I'll explain!" said Nira with reflexive hands pushing Arka. Nira leaned against the wall of the elevator while adjusting her breathing.

"But don't you get angry?" said Nira looking for safety.

"No promise." replied Arka coldly.

"Yes already, not so." said Nira but returned frightened when Arka again looked at him sharply.

"Yes, yeah. I said it was Duda Jablai." answered Nira honestly. "Aren't you a widower? That's why I give the nickname widower jablai." explained Nira, his eyes closed not daring to look at Arka who would be furious at him.

Nira was shocked when her body was pulled by Arka's burly hand. And again their bodies cling to each other.

"What do you mean by this?" tanya Arka with her hands touched Nira's back then went down and stopped on Nira's butt while rubbing her slowly.

"Or like this?" arka's hand went up and cupped Nira's face about to kiss her.

Ting,,,,, uh,,,,

The elevator doors opened and they became a spectacle by several people who were about to enter the elevator.

Arka immediately moved away from Nira's body.

"Ehem..." Arka cleared her throat while tidying up her suit and in her cool style walked past the person regardless of Nira who was still silently glued in the elevator.

Nira who just realized then ran a small following Arka. It was fortunate this time. If it wasn't for the elevator doors opening, she might have been the victim of rape by her own husband.

"Arka." call Nira when you feel silenced by Arka. He sat sweetly while looking at Arka who was busy flipping through the file.

"Arka, Arka, Arka, Arka.." and so on, Nira kept calling the name Arka until the owner of the name was disturbed and covered his ears. He placed the pen on the table and looked at Nira who was sitting on the sofa.

"From wasting your voice, you better explain, the money you used last afternoon?" ask Arka.

"Ohh, the money I used to buy perfume and you saw for yourself, right? The perfume I share with some of your employees." explained Nira as she put on her sweet smile without feeling guilty, because after all, should not she ask for approval from her husband first.

"What?" arka's eyes widened perfectly hearing Nira's explanation.

"You should thank them for knowing that their boss is a generous person. Share perfume freely. Nice right?"

"What good? You're just wasting my money!" sahut Archa's.

Nira shook her head. "Ish, you are so stingy. Isn't the money I used nothing for an Ark?" syndir Nira.

"Huhhhh...!" Arka took her breath. He does not want to serve Nira who will always make him dizzy seven circumference. "Just as far as you are!"

"Yes, I'm satisfied playing around today. I go home first." said Nira then waltzed away.

"Hey..!" call Arka when Nira is almost at the door and make her turn her body to look at Arka who is also staring at her.

"Never call me a widower again! Because I'm not a widower." said Arka and only got a nod from Nira and a wave of her hand.