His Virgin Ex Wife

His Virgin Ex Wife
isnt't it for laugh


Rayya's eyes opened and then blinked. The woman sighed then raised her fingers, sticking them to her forehead. He did not have a fever, but the feeling in his heart seemed to be tingling made it less comfortable. There is a bit of a strange, unusual, and perhaps awkward. Rayya recalled every sentence from Arsa's mouth.


He himself actually wants to forget and then consider it as the wind. Remember, maybe the guy was just joking. But the activity - chatting together with Arsa is the last activity, the most at the end before the woman closed the night, then.


Not want to continue to remember, but what should be remembered when waking up in the morning is usually the memory of activities at the end of the night. Rayya snorted angrily. Why this morning he must remember the joke Arsa who was too silly.... and not just little bit.... but much more.... awward?


The words about ‘solving problem’ which in fact revolve around Arsa who... he said more concerned about any kind of things about her. than about his own affairs, as if to code that Arsa is indeed… have more feelings, right? Or... once again.maybe it's just a joke in the style of Arsa. I think it's just a new habit considering Arsa has been living abroad for too long.


Or maybe it's not Arsa's fault. Is this a strange feeling because Rayya had been freezing her mind radar. So when he gets someone to express sweet words, then Rayya considers awward? Can he reactivate but... what if it turns out that Arsa was joking last night?


Rayya suddenly felt exhausted even though she had not started her morning with any activity except. If you say millennials, maybe Rayya just feeling gloomy. He then sat down when he remembered something.


“Shanaz!” screech down and step into the next room. He sighed when he found his assistant praying. He again blinked, looking through the gap of the room door that was tenuous.


At least Shanaz came home to the apartment, he was okay, and survived. Rayya thought that last night Shanaz would return home to her parents, considering that until nine p.m., the woman had not been seen. Rayya herself was lazy to call again. He then guessed that maybe last night was just Dhita's plan, taking Shanaz out. It's all just so that Arsa has some time with Rayya.  Then... if this is only Dhita's plan... bring Rayya closer to his brother, what is this.. right? Arsa's right.. liked her?


“Miss?” Rayya blinked as Shanaz widened the door, finding Rayya standing watching over Shanaz.


Rayya looked at the lururs. “When did you come home last night? The night? You... to where?”


“I... invited Miss.. Dhita, Miss.”.


Rayya then stepped towards the kitchen while babbling.  “Who were you invited to meet?” tanyanya. Rayya's fingers are seen grabbing the mug then taking the coffee capsule.


“Miss... that... coffee?” pekik. Shanaz followed his boss to the pantry, then found a miracle.


Rayya snorts. “You. I know it's coffee. I really want to make coffee,” fast.


“But Miss usually if morning drink tea. Since when does Miss drink coffee?”


“Since you started betraying me,” he replied ketus. “Halo Naz, I asked you where you were last night? Why are you two drafting a conspiracy?”


Shanaz. “Conspiration?”


Rayya nodded. “You and Dhita... cooperate, so that I and Arsa have talk time?” inquiringly. “You guys... plan what?”


Shanaz suddenly forgot how to talk. Considering he grasps the secrets of Iman.. Dhita, and Arsa? There is no way he could have revealed last night about Faith and Zahra. It is also impossible if Shanaz announced that Dhita plans to fight Rayya with Arsa. Or... said that he was told Dhita that his older brother actually loved Rayya.


“I was just... invited around the mall, Miss,” he said after trying to think of looking for answers that he thought at least avoided controversy, let alone ongoing interrogation.


Shanaz gulped.


“She said she wants to see a client? Speaking of which, whose client is he? Dhita can do his first week landing here only for nanganin clients? She's kidding me?”


Shanaz cursed himself. Why would he think if he avoided Rayya's detective-detective session, anyway? If the woman is on fashion, alert, or suspicious, then the neighboring cat was difficult to escape from Rayya's investigation.


“I... It doesn't matter who Dhita wants to see. Or maybe he was right to meet clients, even his bluff.”


Shanaz looked down to hear Rayya say.


“I just don't like it when you conspire behind me. You guys left last night on purpose, right? So I can talk to Arsa right?”


His assistant raised his face then looked regretfully.


“I currently only have you, Naz. After a difficult time, I have not been able to open myself let alone then easily believe with others. If you work together and have a plan for what's behind me, then who should I trust? I know, your intentions are good. But. You are like. Are you sure that Arsa mas or I agree about your plans?” tanyanya cynic.


“Even you, my own assistant... can move.. support others,” he added later. Rayya sighed. He chose to undo the intention of making breakfast and then put the mug originally and then turned back to the room.


Rayya broke the body. He remembered a story saying that the apostle had taught that when angry, then sit down and if you still feel it has not subsided, then lie down. He understood that he might still be a long way off if he was considered a good servant. But Rayya tried to apply a good example in carrying out daily life. Although he admitted that the routine worship business, still a PR considering. Rayya also admitted to often forget, and his worship perforated here and there.


He chose to shortcut considering it is still very early in the morning, then he needs to clear the mood as soon as possible. So he stretched out his back, not just sitting. His eyes were giddy, observing the ceiling of the room.


Actually he did not intend to get angry, just interrogate his assistant. However, for some reason when Shanaz said that last night they, Shanaz and Dhita, were just around the mall as if they were hiding the possibility of their plan to fight Arsa. Quietly they like having a plan hack-hack. Rayya felt angry because Shanaz, his assistant and confidant.. instead joined ‘enlightened’ the plan.


Not that Rayya admitted that anger was his habit, but he grew through the parenting of Ibrahim Busro. Assertiveness is an obligation, considering that Rayya is prepared to occupy at least the managerial level in the company. And.. berated Shanaz. He only felt.. disappointed, plus confusion about Arsa's attitude... Does the man rightly code to show love, or just sympathy, or even just joking? Because his feelings don't want to be played.


He also understood that the problem of love, especially when he faced problems yesterday about Daus. repeatedly, making him need to address Arsa more wisely. It should not be sudden directly ‘melting’ or feel special with Arsa treatment. Come on! Rayya is not a stable teenager who deserves to hallucinate and fantasize about love.  Not to mention the faith that focussed his life. Rayya needs to be careful. He instills strongly, that in fact Rayya's life is not that joking.


Rayya chose to move, then sat back down when her mind started to cool. Then it moves. Maybe he and Shanaz need to straighten out this situation. At least this is too early if you want to dramatize the feeling. Moreover, it will be the first meeting with Faith. If yesterday was just an introduction, then later he will do a discussion about the report and company plan. He must be careful in case the man throws a tantrum and confronts in a meeting. He needs allies, he needs the readiness of his assistants.


The woman sighed then stepped towards the door. He was shocked when Shanaz appeared, standing at the door.


“Miss, there are guests. Mr. Arsa is waiting for Miss. He said he wanted to have breakfast here.”


Rayya. Without realizing he was holding onto his chest felt a rumble within him. Maybe before preparing the mind to face the meeting later, he should try to quickly master himself against Arsa who began to launch various attacks on his approach.