Please Change my Destiny!
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"Can I trust you?"

A hope heard through the soft words that Dihyan spoke right before the Armada.

The young man who became his only hope to become the closest person and as his current confidant.

"Can Sir!" Again the Fleet gave a firm answer with full confidence.

"Now, I can't trust anyone, be it in the office or at home."

"Everyone doesn't believe me either, hahaha."

The man laughed, a laugh that sounded so flattering and too forced. It's not something funny, but it's slick. If in a family relationship they trust and love each other, but not for his family. Specially for him.

Yes moreover why, other than his past mistakes on Rima. That's all, but everyone always sees his mistakes many times, without accepting his words of forgiveness and regret. Even if He does a thousand good things, it may not be of value to others.

"You know, I'm alone!" Dihyan lowered his gaze, with a hand that played a pen on the file before him.

"I just need one confidant. Can you accept the trust I've given you?"

The young man fell silent, not knowing what to say. He also does not know his position at this time.

Is he with a good person or not?

Is he capable of this belief or not?

"I've made fatal mistakes in the past, but that was it. And now, I just want to fix my life and live everything normally."

"But, . no one would believe me if I had repented and regretted. They're still punishing me just because of my mistakes. They still look at me as one person, one who made a mistake."

The Armada residence is well read by Dihyan. The young man was worried about the responsibility that would be thrown at him.

"If you don't believe me right now, to whom else I'm expecting help."

His tone grew louder, there was a look of despair visible on his face.

"I'm ready sir!"

that resolute voice was able to avert the gaze of Dihyan who had been bowed, now raising his head to look forward.

A young man with a vigor who was willing to stand behind him.

" Okay, I believe!" The head nodded once. Believe, believe it. You even have to believe.

" The first and foremost duty for you is to hide everything about me. My situation, my position, even my wife."

"TO WHOEVER IT IS!" His firm words at the end of the sentence, complete with a sharp gaze that was still filled with hope.

the tok tok tok.

"Lake in!"

Rima only gushed her head gazing towards the inside of her husband's study.

"Same?" Ask.

She wanted to go in to check on her husband, but was afraid that his presence would interfere with Dihyan's work.

Staring into the room, two men sat facing each other between a large work desk with a laptop in front of each.

For a moment Rima felt Iba saw her husband still had to work even with a half-healthy condition. Even the singlet he used yesterday is still seen hanging around the husband's neck.

"Come in!" hearing Dihyan's orders, Rima started to step her foot in.

"Set up a meeting for tomorrow.I'll lead you, video conferencing!"

Dihyan's immediate conversation was diverted, there was no way he could talk like that when there was Rima among them.

Rima still stepped up even though the two men's conversation was still around work. From her husband's account, the man had not been interested in entering work for the next day.

Placing yourself behind the body of the husband, with both hands already in the head giving massages slowly to spread to the shoulders. "What are your feelings now?" Ask.

"Dizziness." Dihyan dropped his head tilted on the table, Rima's attention actually made his body limp instantly. He wanted to get more attention from the woman.

"You asked for a seat outside!" Dihyan raised his head slowly, staring at the Fleet as he gave the order.

" Good Sir!" The young man immediately passed, coming out to follow the Boss' orders, perhaps he was still needed. Back in with a chair. Staring in that direction, his Boss' wife had been sitting beside the husband while continuing to give massages.

"Not to be too forced.your people are many."

"There's Papa, too, right?"

The fleet was glued when it heard the woman's words.

"Now, I can't trust anyone, be it in the office or at home."

"Everyone doesn't believe me either, hahaha."

Did what Dihyan told you earlier, also including the old man? In fact, now He is again worried about where to stand. But he could not deny, if there is a sense of compassion on the leader.

He had met the father of his leader several times. Especially when Dihyan several times did not enter the office, then the man who will replace this boss.

And his assessment of Mr. Cakra, is a firm, authoritative man and definitely a family darling.

"You're in good health and you dare to stay in the office, especially if you're sick like this!" It was still the voice of the woman there.

"You want me to get scolded by Papa again?" Dihyans.

" Papa must understand, if you're sick. Say another cravings, hihihi."Rhymes.

Dihyan shook his head tightly. He was not too keen to pass the news to others, even to his family. It could be that Mama took his wife on the grounds to keep Rima's pregnancy.

Big no's.

" Yes, break the stretch first. New stuff, yes!"

The man was still faithfully laying his head on the table while enjoying the touch of Rima's hand.

"No, I can still. You just need to be near me."

The girl sneered, Dihyan's request sounded like a flutter in his ear.

Across the table, Armada showed her head, her hearing was able to conclude that the pain Dihyan suffered was a happiness for the couple.

Pregnant wife and husband cravings.

Sounds very beautiful and friendly.

"You want something made?" Rhymes.

"Hemmm, Mada What do you want to drink?"

The fleet gasped when it heard its name called.

"Anything Sir!" The resolute tone of the presentation even though there was a little surprise.

"Coffee please, let me be literate. It's a good time to sleep." Dihyans.

"White water, just lunch, right?" Rhymes.

Dihyan raised his head, looking at the wife with a face twitching. His own wife had offered them, at the end of which only water would be served this wife.

Why ask then?

This is just PHP!

"You will be full when you have not eaten rice." Like she wanted to argue when she saw the view of her husband who looked annoyed at her. " We've cooked the problem."

"Whatever!"

A little sneering in disbelief. From what he heard from the aunts, if Rima only served in the cutting section of materials. For the matter directly related to the stove, the woman had no idea.

May be afraid if the heat of the stove damages its pores.