mont

day, but she shouldn't complain. In an hour, she has to be on standby, monitoring everything related to her boss's busines

sees her husband coming out of the room. There'

ife's appearance, and sighs. "What's up with you?

usband's family event was organized. However, nothing.

n't know

his hand with reluctance. "When did you kno

hair blinks. "Well, not reall

informs you." Ottis emphasizes the 'whatever.' His eyes also judge his w

terjects. "After this, I have

sighs

Whatever. When can you position yourself as a g

e agreed on

wife. He's too fed up with Tata's constant argumen

ic his steps. Indeed, until his foot was at the door, Tata didn't follow him. Deliberately, she slamme

strated. Every time it comes to Ottis's family, she's always

ilam. There's no message there. Including, call logs from Nilam. Indeed, there was one unanswered call

e sighs softly. Once again, her eyes have to settle, the meal she intentionally prepared

d her phone are witnesses to how many

la

know. Ottis has allocated for household needs, but you know right

la

. He said to ask you. Luckily you're working, huh.

la

checked the price, two and a half million. I

la

asking for new shoes. Mas Ottis just bough

s kn

atever happens at the office. All for what? To support his demanding extended family. Does Tata support her

tunat

edirect the squeezing feeling enveloping her heart. She mustn't let it disturb her concentration. The boss never mentions Samanta's

*

re unbuckling her seatbelt, she first pulls and exhales a slow breath. Cultivating pos

d is to

s already in her right hand. It's unthinkable for he

ough this afternoon. After all, it's not like she's been in this condition for just a year

y well; Kayyish. The daughter of Nilam

y,

icant. How she wishes she also had a 'Kayyish' in her life

ost over," says Kayyish with a disappo

"There's still work t

s an event at home," grumbles Nilam.

ing to say, "Yes, Nilam. Sorry. I brought you

e. Replaced by a honey-sweet smile, espe

re making

ulls Tata into her house. She's already very used to being treated like this by Nilam. She no longer considers it a bu

able, Nilam just left you like that. She must be busy. Having Kayyis

Ottis once

sister-in-law. Th

he middle-aged woman sitting next to her husband. She smil

still had some wo

n's name, grumb

s is your brother's event, you know. Don't y

ma'

mother-in-law. Her head has been looking for the most suitable excuse to get out of this situation since earl

o be taken care of. You're just busy with your own affairs. Your husband, too, helps around the hou

alls s

sister-in-law, but instead, you're like this. Ottis must have told

Her hand clenches tightly. Her fingers turn

e, ma'am.

all she

't have a child, but your busyness is like being a president." Rieka says wi