Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 3

"This comfortable feeling...." Roxy murmured in her heart, staring at the hand she used to hug the veiled woman earlier. Roxy let out a small laugh, which made the two people in the jog ahead turn their heads puzzled her master laughed to himself.

"I... Normal... I finally felt it too." Her continued muttering inwardly touching her chest. Happy because it turns out he can feel attracted to a woman for the first time.

"That woman, I should get her by my side." Stick Roxy in the heart grasping tightly fists.

The next day, Roxy found out the schedule for Supri prayers in Gugel. That way he can go to the Jamal mosque where his first meeting with the woman who managed to make him interested.

"Supri!" Call Roxy in the main room of the villa.

"Yes sir." Walk fast and bow to Roxy.

"This time we go to Jamal's mosque."

"Eehh, why sir?" Staring confusedly at his master.

"Don't you have to do your prayers?"

"I can do it here sir."

"Why should it be here? In the Jamal mosque." Roxy forced with an annoyed look.

"eeha? Yes, all right." Supri said more confused, 'why does Mr Roxy really want me to go to the Jamal mosque? Does he want to get rid of me for a while? But why?' inner Supri

"All right, you can go." Roxy shook her hand.

"Good sir."

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That afternoon, that,

"Where's Supri?"

Roxy circulated her eyes around looking for Supri in the courtyard of her villa.

"Supri is away sir." Answer the butler Pitung.

"Go? Where'd he go?" Roxy turned to the Betawi-blooded man with a ruffled waist.

"So he said he was going to Jamal's mosque." Light Pitung remembering.

"What's? She left without me?" Roxy muttered annoyedly kicking the car she used to wear.

"His car's still here, what's he going to wear?"

"Wear my bike, sir."

Roxy's whining."Goddamnit!"

In the afternoon, Roxy does not want to miss it again like daylight. So he deliberately waited for Supri and took her to the Jamal mosque. Although still surrounded by feelings of confusion and not understanding, Supri still left too.

As usual, Supri goes inside the mosque and Roxy waits outside. The eyes of the Roxy eagle continue to search for the existence of the veiled woman. Until Supri returns, the woman still does not reveal her nose.

"Damn! Where exactly is that woman." Roxy muttered because Roxy had participated in the Supri several times to the Jamal mosque but did not also find the woman.

"Master?"

Veloz approached Mr. Roxy who looked dreamy in his room.

"What's been bothering you lately, sir?" Veloz asked, looking at Roxy, who was knocking at the pen on the table.

"Veloz, I know you're good at finding people." Roxy looked over with a look.

"I want you to find someone who keeps teasing me. But, I don't know his name and don't have his picture." Bright Roxy looked at Veloz who was standing in front of the work desk and still continued to listen.

"Is that man in Jamal's mosque?"

Roxy nodded, "I've been there for a few days but she's not there."

"That woman, what hit you a few days ago?" Veloz made sure again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"alright, sir. Give me three hours." Veloz said."Your next schedule, meting with Miss Vega from Fizr grub in fifteen minutes."

In the meting room there are only Roxy and Vega and their assistants.

"Is this you who design?"

"True Mr. Roxy." I saw Roxy flipping through the file she handed over.

"I don't like this model. It's too market. Try to make something a little different but it can be accepted by the public."

"Good."

"I gave you one day. And send it by email only. I'll check on her later. About funds adjust to the budget." Roxy tidied up the file she had checked and returned it to Vega.

"Okay, I'll fix it again." Submissive Vega obedient."By the way, Mr. Roxy. It's lunchtime, what if we had lunch together to build a better relationship."

"no need. I've eaten anyway, I don't want to get too close outside of work." Reject Roxy firmly and flat.

"Ooohh, sorry..." Wryly hearing Roxy's refusal.

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"Supri!"

"You... Already praying?" Stepping to enter the car.

"It's sir."

Roxy stopped her body movement. Staring at Supri with annoyance.

"So you went to Jamal's own mosque?"

'why Mr. Roxy's eyes are so scary. Did I speak wrong? I will only answer what he asked.' Supri muttered inwardly.

"No sir, I'm doing it here at the mushola." Soup answered very carefully.

Despite his annoyance, Roxy still got into the car.

"Where are we going, sir?" Ask Supri to sit behind the wheel.

"Just walk away."

Roxy just stared quietly out the window beside her. He doesn't know where to go. What's more Supri, just the origin of riding in the usual path past the Master when returning to the villa. Gone Supri near the Jamal mosque.

Roxy's gaze greeted the sweet girl in the red veil who was serving shoppers behind a food stand by the side of the road. Roxy turned to make sure from the back glass that penetrated until the girl's face began to disguise.

"Supris! Turn around."

"What mister?"

"Turn around! Turn around." Tell Roxy to slightly harden her impatient voice.

Confused by what happened, Supri turned the car around and walked slowly. He thought, maybe his master saw something that made him want to come back.

"Stop!"

Supri stepped on the brakes. Roxy quickly got out of the car and turned to the right, left and crossed. Supri just watched from inside the car. The master stopped in front of a roadside food stand.

"Do you want a snack? Hadn't had lunch yet?" Supri muttered and chose to wait for his boss in the car and play music.

Roxy was standing in front of a booth of a girl in a red headscarf that she hadn't met in the past few days. The girl smiled very sweetly at him even though she looked very shocked at first. Even that alone had already accelerated his heartbeat. Without a word, only in silence amid the noisy atmosphere of the passing vehicle.

"Can I help you?" The girl asked a friendly but slightly cynical voice as Roxy just silently stared at her without ordering anything. It just so happens that STAN the girl is running. Maybe he also remembered Roxy had hugged him and the girl was very unhappy.

"MMM..." Roxy was confused about what to say, just looking at the girl and then changed to see her STAN.

"Speaking language?"

"UMM .. YES.." Roxy rubbed her nape which suddenly felt heavy.

"Would you ask the street or want to buy something?" Ask the girl trying to be friendly with a smile that makes Roxy more passionate.

"Here, I want to buy this." Roxy finally pointed to the image on the banner attached to the food booth of the girl.

"It's the menu." The girl pointed at the sheet stuck in front of the booth.

Roxy looked at the menu, the girl was selling painted cakes and some frozen baked goods.

"Give me one each."

"One serving?"

"Yeah."

The girl smiled broadly as Roxy bought her wares, then very kindly pulled the chair and let Roxy sit in wait.

"Ummm. I want to see the cooking process."

"Please." Said the friendly girl with a smile that continued to expand on her face.

Of course it caught Roxy's attention.

"It's.... Can I order delivery?"

"Yes." Yeah." Sahut the woman on the sidelines grilling sausages and making a painting.

Roxy took her phone, this was an opportunity for her to be able to meet more often without having to come to the girl's yard.

"What's your name?"

"Yes?" The woman looked a little surprised and strange.

"I'll have to save your number if I want to order at any time." Said Roxy reasoned while pointing at Baner with a phone number."So at least I should know your name."

"That's.... The owner's number is this STAN,"

"So you mean, who's the courier isn't you?"

"Yeeaahh, I'll stay here."

"Shitta!" Roxy Murmuring.

"It!" The woman held out a considerable Roxy order in a transparent plastic bag. Their hands touched for a while, but enough for Roxy to freeze, feeling a strangely pleasant sigh in the blood flow in her body.

On the way back to the office. Roxy just fell silent in the daydream. Even his name is not known. Now the only way is to wait for Veloz.

Seriate...