Part 7

The beautiful morning made Deffin smile, remembering Azkia's murmur last night that sounded clearly in his sense of hearing.

"That's good, little by little you will be interested in me. Although I love you first, I want you to be the first to say you love me, it could ruin my reputation as an arrogant man who is always pursued by women, if I say love to a stupid woman like you," Deffin said to himself with a faint smile.

"Hey, get up! I'm going to take a shower." Kicking Azkia's leg lightly.

Azkia rubbed her eyes, she didn't answer, immediately got up and headed for the bathroom, just like yesterday, which was to prepare Deffin's needs.

Today is still the same as yesterday because Deffin still doesn't want to go to the office, he prefers to work inside the house. Roy's secretary who was confused by himself had to take care of the big company.

Although bored with her activities, Azkia still goes through them patiently, sometimes she asks herself why Deffin made her his wife, and to her confusion, she lives in her household not like in the novels she often reads.

Deffin treated her like a favorite wife, but there was never a word of love coming out of his mouth, only his authoritarian rules and orders.

Even Azkia was forbidden to do household chores even if it was just cleaning the bed, all she could do was serve Deffin as written in the list of rules.

"What a strange Young master," Azkia mounted.

***

The seventh day of marriage.

It doesn't feel like it's been a week undergoing a relationship as a married couple, during this week they have been doing that monotonous activity, there has never been any casual chat even though their bodies are pressed together.

Deffin wants to go to work tomorrow. However, because today there is work to be done at the office, he is forced to go to the office.

Braakkk...

The sound of a file slamming on the desk.

"You told me to come to the office to see a stupid presentation like this. Today's meeting is dismissed, fix everything." Deffin left the meeting room, leaving a variety of different looks on his employees' faces.

Roy followed Deffin to his room. "What's wrong with you Young master? Why are you in such a bad mood," Roy muttered to himself.

After entering his room, Deffin sat down and signed the files on the desk.

"What else is on my schedule today?"

"Ten o'clock we meet with the CEO of Brawijaya at Cafe Beloved, to discuss the new mall project in the city of Burbank, and tonight there is a dinner with colleagues from Japan, that's all Sir."

"You take your assistant with you, I'm too lazy to go out," he replied indifferently. "Why am I not excited about work, I miss that stupid girl so much. What is she doing now?" Deffin thought.

Deffin was immersed in thinking about Azkia, ignoring Roy who said goodbye to resign. For a long time, Deffin thought about how to meet with Azkia, without caring anymore about the files he had to check which seemed to be piled up on his desk.

After finding an idea, he returned to his work and quickly would finish it before orlunchtimeme, because there would be a surprise today that he gave to Azkia.

******

At home.

Azkia is working out in the fitness room. She is currently wearing long training pants and a white T-shirt.

Sweat is pouring down her face, the clock reads half past twelve, meaning she's been here for about two hours.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, she opened it and saw Bik Mur standing there with a cell phone and a bag of food.

"Miss, Young Master would like to speak with you." Handing the cell phone to Azkia.

"Hello, dear. What's up?" said Azkia after putting the flat object to her ear.

"Take lunch to the office, you only have twenty minutes, if you're late you'll receive a punishment and a new assignment." Deffin immediately hung up the phone without waiting for Azkia's answer, he could no longer bear not to smile.

Meanwhile, Azkia was like being struck by lightning. "You crazy Young master," she cursed.

Bik Mur handed over the lunch she had brought, and Azkia quickly took it after returning Bik Mur's cell phone.

Azkia ran hurriedly, fortunately in front of the gate there was a waiter who had just gotten off the motorcycle, Azkia immediately went to the motorcycle and told the driver to take him to the Wirata Group company.

Azkia did not care about the driver waiting beside the car, which had been prepared to take her. For him, riding a motorcycle is faster because the trip to the office can be reached in fifteen minutes by motorcycle, if he uses a car he is afraid of traffic jams.

Azkia doesn't care about her appearance, her hair is down, and riding the motorcycle at high speed has made her beautiful hair tangled.

"Because of that threat, I didn't have time to change and dress up. Mr. Crazy," Azkia muttered to herself.

Azkia's misfortune did not end there, suddenly the motorcycle she was riding broke down, even though there was only a little more to go, just entering the office yard, so finally Azkia was forced to run.

From behind a car was speeding and beside Azkia there was a puddle of rainwater because Azkia could not avoid it, she was splashed by the water, her clothes got dirty and wet, fortunately, she was carrying food in her left hand so the not dirty.

However, Azkia did not think that she would be expelled if she arrived at the office, for her the most important thing was not to be punished and given strange tasks later.

After arriving, Azkia went straight into the lobby and headed for the reception desk, not caring about the strange looks of the employees, what kind of crazy person would dare to enter the biggest office in the country? They thought in unison.

"Miss, I want to meet Mr. Deffin, want to take his lunch, where is the room?" he said while showing the food box he was carrying.

The four receptionists looked at the woman in dirty clothes and her disheveled appearance.

"Who are you? Mr. Deffin is not there," lied one of the pretty receptionists.

"I'm his wife, he asked to bring lunch, if he's not here, please give this to him." Putting the food box on the receptionist's desk.

"No!!! It's okay, you crazy woman, claiming to be Mr. Deffin's wife. Mr. Deffin and I don't even want to look at each other, how could it be possible to make a loose woman like you a wife, don't dream!!!" she snapped.

"Although I already know Mr. Deffin is married, and this woman looks beautiful despite her messy appearance, there's no way she's his wife," muttered the receptionist to herself.

"Well, I'll take you to his room myself." Azkia then left for the elevator, she would look for her husband's room herself.

However, her steps were quickly blocked by the receptionist, while the other three receptionists just watched, they did not want to interfere in this matter, they were also embarrassed by the pretentious attitude of their friend.

Without a word the receptionist picked up and slammed the food box, sending its contents tumbling out.

"Told Mr. Deffin no one still wants to force his way in, you crazy woman." The receptionist's hand was already hanging in the air ready to slap Azkia's smooth cheek.

However, Azkia immediately caught it, Azkia skillfully stabbed her long nails into the skin of the receptionist's hand, no one realized Azkia's actions, although the receptionist was seen grimacing in pain, for those who saw it thought it was just an act, because Azkia looked like she was just holding it.

Until finally the scene was interrupted by a creepy baritone voice.

"What's going on?!!!"