Engraved with a faint smile, it didn't take long for the phone to ring. Not wanting to miss the golden opportunity, Flora immediately pulled the green button up.
"You seem impatient?" chuckled Flora.
"Sorry ma'am, there is a file that Mr. Demian needs to sign." Rebecca replied in an annoyed tone.
Even though she had been caught red-handed, she didn't want to look embarrassed in front of this gray lady.
"I sent a photo earlier, Mr. Demian can't be disturbed." Flora said coldly.
"But Ms. client is waiting for the file, so please..." Rebecca was unable to hold back her emotions.
Even though Demian had said that he would never touch his wife again because of her thin body that made him not lustful. And look, what does she see now?
Both of them are innocently posing in the blanket, basic crocodile. Why is every man the same, can't stand it if he doesn't see a split peach.
Flora was getting more and more excited at the sound of the woman's voice on the other end of the line, as if she was starting to burn with emotion.
"So you can't take care of everything? If you want, I can contact someone who can take care of this," Flora was getting more and more assertive.
She didn't want to give in too much anymore, this company was hers and the secretary seemed to be able to make her own decisions so easily, so shameless.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I'll take care of everything." Rebecca replied hanging up the phone.
Flora chuckled, she didn't expect the secretary to be this reckless. It seemed like it was true that she had to secure the company's files quickly.
If she shamelessly snatched her husband, it wouldn't be a difficult matter to dredge up her assets in the company.
She quickly searched for her cell phone, hands rifling through the blanket and a few pillows that were cluttered around her.
Flora's movements woke Demian up and he couldn't continue sleeping.
He heard his wife calling someone, who knows who? Stupidly Demian didn't think it was Rebecca at all.
"Is there a problem at home?" asked Demian while rubbing his eyes.
"No, Mbok said a mouse entered my room. He entered the closet and then slept on our bed," Flora replied lightly.
"You insolent rat, isn't there a garden master?" said Demian innocently.
"Yes, I told them to kill the rat," said Flora with a smile.
"Good, then throw it into the river so the stench doesn't go anywhere." Demian opened the blanket and was about to get out of bed.
"Okay darling," Flora made her pampered voice.
Demian just realized when he saw his cellphone was no longer there, his eyes were wide open, the sleepiness that hit him suddenly disappeared.
He decided not to go to the bathroom and went back to sleep.
Seeing this Flora couldn't help but laugh, it seemed like the Rat had realized everything.
"Kon didn't make it?" asked Flora pretending not to understand.
Flora's cell phone rang loudly, she looked for the source of the sound. She didn't expect her cell phone to be under the bed, she didn't know how it got there.
PP Dady.
They were still young and needed a lot of love.
"Hello Jagoan and Princess Dady, are you awake?" greeted Demian cheerfully.
"We can't sleep well, Mbok can't cook for us Dad. Let's go home quickly," Rey continued to whine.
Perhaps this is what is meant by women being more mature than men. Even though they were the same age, Key already had mature thoughts.
It was only a few seconds of happiness that Flora felt, but ...
"Hello Guys... Auntie want to find your Dady? Is he home?" asked the woman standing behind Flora's two children.
Surprisingly with cheerful faces the two children warmly welcomed the woman's arrival, they hugged her warmly as if they were familiar.
"Aunt Rebecca?"
What? At this hour, five in the morning. She easily entered someone's house without permission, this rat is really shameless.
While behind Mbok was just normal, were they really planning something that Flora didn't know about?
Let alone Flora, Demian didn't even blink. That woman's guts were pretty big too, did she never think about work safety? What would Flora think when she visited at this early hour of the morning?
"Who is she?" asked Flora trying to pry information from her two children.
"She's Aunt Rebecca, she's our mother..."
"What!"
"He's our new neighbor Momy, he moved in yesterday. We often play together." Keyla replied with a cheerful face.
Hearing her daughter's words, Flora's heart leapt out of her body. She didn't expect them to have plans that she never thought of.
Being close neighbors? Why not become housemaids as well. This really can't be allowed, it's too much.
All this time Flora had kept quiet because her children were safe enough, she was the only one who was hurt and she hoped it would be that way forever.
She didn't want to drag her children into this complicated household,