Chapter 7 7. DEFENDING EKA

"Yes, for you, dear. Who said for my second wife? Do you think I would be that cruel to you?" Mahardika put one hand in his pants pocket. There was a hint of a smile on that handsome, charming face.

"You said yourself that you don't want to share a room with me, so I asked Endang to prepare another room for you," Mahardika continued and ended his sentence.

Eka was silent. There was silence between the two. The contents of the head, which was originally like a bookshelf, are now empty.

"Why are you silent, dear? Is there something wrong with my decision?"

Dika's question, slightly awakened Eka from her own thoughts. "Well, if Uncle wants it this way. Endang, take me to my room."

After saying that, Eka immediately waltzed away. Endang nodded slowly, then followed behind. Meanwhile, Mahardika was shaking his head when he saw his wife seemed to have two personalities.

At first she was silent, like a frightened person. However, after only a few minutes, she acted as if she was normal. Dika thought a little, was he not wrong to marry Eka?

In the middle of his reverie, his cell phone suddenly rang. Mahardika took it out of his pants pocket.

[Hello, Robi?]

[Hello, Mr. Dika. Sorry to disturb Mr. who is enjoying his honeymoon, but can Mr. Dika come to the office because there is a file that Mr. Dika needs to sign."]

[Okay. I will come to the office. Fifteen minutes, I'll be there.]

Not long after, Dika ended the call. Eka, who had not gone far, immediately turned around.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Eka asked, raising her voice slightly.

Mahardika was transfixed again. "I have a little business at the office. You go to your room first. Get some rest. I won't be long."

Eka also approached her husband, after hearing this explanation. "Wait, Uncle, don't go! Those who have business should come here."

"But, dear..."

"No buts!" Eka raised her right hand before Mahardika could finish her sentence.

"Uncle is the boss, while they are the employees. So, they should be the ones who come here, not Uncle who goes there!" said Eka acting like a big lady.

Mahardika smiled a little. If he had to argue like this, it was certain that he would not win.

"Alright. I'll call Robi, to bring all the files you want to sign."

Eka nodded, satisfied with her husband's willingness to comply.

Mahardika immediately contacted Robi, his personal assistant at the office.

[Yes, Mr. Dika. Have you arrived at the office?]

Mahardika glanced at Eka, with a small smile at his wife.

[I've decided not to go to the office. You bring all the files to my house."]

[House? Which house, Mr? Aren't Mr. and Mrs. on their honeymoon?]

[No! The honeymoon was postponed because my wife was feeling tired after our first night."]

Eka widened her eyes. Instantly, she felt her blood flow turned into incandescent lava that just came out of the earth.

Brugh...

Unable to resist, Eka stepped on Mahardika's foot. It made the man want to scream, but he had to hold back.

[Au. Yes, honey, wait a minute!] Mahardika raised her voice, deliberately teasing.

[You heard it yourself, Robi? My wife has been calling me in the room. I have to go with her quickly, I'm afraid she'll get angry. She doesn't want me to be gone too long. You just bring all the files that I have to sign. I'm in Central Jakarta. You know the house, right?"]

[Yes, Mr. Okay. Then I'll deliver the files.]

The phone call ended. Mahardika chuckled, seeing his wife's annoyed expression, which was always adorable in his eyes.

"Why do you talk like that to other people? It just pisses me off," Eka protested, folding her arms across her chest and puffing up her cheeks.

Seeing Eka's cheeks puffed up like warm buns baked impromptu, made Mahardika want to bite them.

"So what if I say that to other people? Was what I did wrong? If you think it was wrong, I apologize."

Instead of being happy, Eka was getting annoyed. Finally, she just left rather than linger near Mahardika, who made her feel like exploding.

Again, Mahardika shook her head, but this time with a long sigh. It looked like he was starting a new hobby, arguing with his wife. Moreover, seeing Eka's sullen face, brought a new impression to his life now.

***

Thirty minutes later. Mahardika sat in the living room while reading some files that had been brought by Robi. His personal assistant.

"Sir, where is your wife?" asked Robi in a whisper.

"Why are you looking for her?" Dika didn't look away. He remained focused on the piled-up files.

"Just ask, sir. Didn't you say earlier that she can't stay away from you? Yes, I thought she would accompany you here," Robi said hesitantly.

"Have you spoken to her?" Dika placed the pen on the table, then raised his head. Now staring intently at the talkative assistant.

"Sorry, sir." Robi looked down in shame.

"Once again, you are being disrespectful. I will not hesitate to send you back to the village. Understood!" Dika snapped without blinking.

"Yes, sir. I apologize."

"Yes, for this one, I forgive you, but the next time you behave disrespectfully again... I'm firing you!" said Dika while folding his arms across his chest.

"Bring all the files! I've finished signing them!"

Dika got up from the sofa, then waltzed away wordlessly.

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

Robi hurriedly tidied up the files lying on the table. Dika's sharp look earlier made all the hairs on his body stand up.

Meanwhile, Eka, who was on the second floor, was standing at the corner of the door. She had heard Mahardika and his personal assistant's brief conversation earlier.

Eka was silent while squeezing the hem of her shirt.