Disappeared Husband Married CEO

Disappeared Husband Married CEO
Waiting for Yoga


The night got late, I went into the room after dinner with Mas yoga.No conversation whatsoever, I was more silent and did not ask much. The sound of the clanking of spoons rang out softly, occasionally Mas yoga stared at me while throwing a rough breath. I deliberately kept him quiet, because he was still upset by his attitude that never felt guilty. The clock was still showing at eight p.m., I started working on the pending design design this afternoon at the boutique.


I was still struggling on the work desk in the room, incidentally my room was still spacious to put a closet, a dressing table and a work desk. I drew the traditional clothes of the headquarters order in my city that I subscribed to several times. I don't care where Mas yoga goes after dinner together.


The creaking sound of the door opened, I remained focused on drawing without taking my eyes off, I already knew who had entered the room, The smell of masculine perfume was wavering freely in the room. His footsteps sounded closer and closer, I who was sitting while turning my back to him was just silent when a burly hand hugged me from behind.


"Dear, sorry? he said as he continued to embrace my shoulder, I wriggled and was still silent without retaliating.


"You know, you must be very disappointed. Mas not intentionally not want to contact you, but Mas's work that takes time! please, don't shut up." Mas Yoga tightened me from behind, making me cramped and unable to focus on drawing.


"Let Go! I cried at the end.


"Why sweetheart...? It's been two days of your attitude like this. Repeatedly apologizing to you, did Mas have to prostrate to get ma'af from you?"


I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, without me noticing, suddenly Mas Yoga knelt down in front of me and buried his face between my thighs. "Mas don't be like this!"


"Mas won't budge until you forgive." in his hands were my hands, then kissed many times. "Mas loves you so much, baby."


Seeing the seriousness of Mas yoga I finally melted and nodded "I've forgiven you Mas, but I beg you never to ignore my existence, I could just leave your life Mas." threaten me while looking at her netra with a look of a face that I don't know.


***


"Darling, Mas went to work first. Take good care of yourself at home." Mas yoga rubbed his mouth with tissue, then kissed my forehead after finishing breakfast. I'm delivering her to the front porch.


"Mas don't forget your promise last night. Dinner with me." I said as he opened the car door.


"Of course, my dear, I will not forget. We've arranged a private place for both of us. We'll make arrangements at the places we used to go."


"Okeh Mas! I said smiling sumringah.really I was really looking forward to the moment together with my husband. Back when we were dating, Mas yoga was a romantic guy and always put me together. Often she gives me surprises that make me cry happy. One thing that makes me feel guilty, has not been able to give Mas yoga descent, especially if Mama insinuates me about a child, sometimes makes my heart sliced.which woman does not want to have a child, especially if Mama insinuates me about a child, sometimes makes my heart sliced, all the effort I've done, but God hasn't entrusted it to me."


I stared at the departure of the black sedan belonging to mas yoga, until it disappeared from my sight. I closed the door and walked up to the stairs. Suddenly my phone rings. I looked for the source of my phone's voice which I remembered on the dining table, I hurried to walk towards the dining table and grabbed the flat object, my name Anggita bestie on the mobile screen.


"Git Hallo!


"Yes! I miss you so much, Loe! I heard the sound of my best friend's cry, I haven't met in a week.


"Sama, I miss you too. When did you come back?


"I just got there."


"Yes dong, from the wedding day until I returned to Jakarta, my husband was so romantic and made me the queen of his heart."


"It's nice to hear it. send me your wedding photos huh Git, so curious look at your husband's face, must be handsome huh?" asked me who was so curious about the figure of my best friend's husband. Understand Anggita's husband is Australian and he has been in a year of relationship, in the end they married too. But stupidly I never knew the face of Anggita's lover.


"But unfortunately my husband has returned to Australia, his work can not be stayed." Anggita's voice is sad.


"Geez, you guys just got married when you were a long distance away anyway, why don't you come with your husband to Australia. Pity he must need a wife figure at his side."


"The plan is like that, I haven't been able to quit my company. But my husband doesn't have a problem, he can go home once a month."


"It's good that he doesn't matter to her. Oh yeah how is Aaron's mother?


"Mother is fine, this is a gift from my mother she said to you. I made your favorite dodol duren."


"Geez your mother's attention anyway, I miss your mother's dodol Git." I was so happy when her mother Gita made me a durian dodol. When I go to Gita's house, her mother always makes me a durian dodol.


"Well, will we meet later this afternoon?


"His wealth this afternoon can't be Git! mas Yoga and I want dinner, understand that we have rarely dinner together. Just two days ago Mas yoga came home from Surabaya and his attitude turned more romantic."


"Ohuk.. uhuk.."


Suddenly the Gita coughed, making me worry "Gita you're okay, right?


"It's okay, I'm just choking on another drink. If you can't meet this afternoon, you'll let me know if you're not busy."


"Gini ajah, if I don't make it to dinner tonight, I'll drop by your apartment."


"Okeh, let me know before that" said Gita and ended our conversation. I climbed the stairs back to get ready to go to the boutique.


After taking a shower I set myself in front of the mirror by choosing clothes that are suitable for dinner with Mas yoga later in the afternoon, after returning from work.


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@Untk mom readers, please do not get carried away with the emotion of reading it yes, this is just a story and a mere mother's essay, not to be made upset or sad, but to entertain in the spare time 😁