Disappeared Husband Married CEO
Yoga Appeal
The clock ticks keep moving forward. Mesya had finished soaking in the bathtub to eliminate his saturation waiting for a husband who never came. When he was in the shop he took a shower. Mesya stared at the clock on the wall, the time was already showing at eleven o'clock at night, but there was no sign Prayoga was going home.
Worms in his stomach have started to demo, Mesya held hunger since the moment at the boutique, because of the promise Prayoga will take the wife dinner.
Mesya grabbed her phone back and looked for incoming calls or messages her husband sent. But he found no trace of it. "Do I call you Yoga mas, I'm afraid he's doing something. Not usually Mas yoga break the promise."
Out of curiosity, Mesya contacted her husband. But it's out of range. "Why is Mas yoga's phone inactive?!" Nesya let out a long sigh "Actually you are where Mas is?" The beautiful woman put her phone back on the nightstand, then went downstairs to look for food.
In the kitchen, Mesya looking for food that can be cooked. "I haven't been shopping for my daily needs, all the ingredients in the fridge are up. There are only three eggs left, mustard and cabbage."
Mesya had thought about what he was eating tonight, because his stomach could not be compromised. He opened the kichen-set cupboard and took out a pack of noodles. "I'd better make boiled noodles mixed with eggs and mustard." Mesya began to carry out his activities, cooking boiled noodles with a sprinkling of cayenne pepper and fried onions.
The fragrant aroma of instant noodles is so appetizing, he greedily spent a bowl of noodles without caring anymore about the promise of her husband. "It's 12:00, I'd better get some sleep, I have a lot of work to do tomorrow." Gegas Mesya climbed the stairs after cleaning the container he cooked. he threw his body on the bed, there was a feeling of anxiety in his heart, he said, her husband is often busy these days and rarely at home because of overtime. Bears times Mesya protests because her husband is workaholic and there is rarely time for her. There must be a reason Yoga says he works for the future of his children.
Drowsiness began to attack Mesya, tired of his own thoughts he finally fell asleep.
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The clockwork ticking sounded soft, Yoga felt his bladder full. He woke up and was surprised to see Anggita falling asleep while hugging himself without a thread. Yoga eyes widened when looking at the clock on the wall already showed at 3:00 in the morning. "Geez, I've forgotten my promise to Mesya!'
Yoga took off Anggita's hand that was in her arms. Feeling that someone let go of her hand Anggita squirmed and did not see Prayoga beside her.
"Mas! pekik Anggita's.
"Yes dear."
Prayoga came out of the toilet after throwing away his accumulated urine, then he grabbed his clothes lying on the floor.
"Where are you going?!
"I have to go home, Mesya must have been waiting."
"Ck! Anggita clucked annoyed "Don't you see, what time is it? Anggita got out of bed still with her innocent body, she kept trying to tempt Yuda not to come home and make Mesya upset.
"I can't leave Mesya at home by myself, I've hurt him a lot" he said, buttoning one by one his shirt.
"Let's donk Mas, we continue our battle until morning." whine Anggita spoiled.
"You can't be selfish donk Git! we've done more than five rounds."
"Look, it's almost dawn.You're the reason you're sleeping in the office because overtime, I'll help you talk to Mesya, he'll believe me." anggita continued to try to thwart Prayoga to go home to his wife.
Prayoga shook his head quickly "I'm sorry dear, Mesya must have also delivered me." in the kiss of Anggita's forehead, then he took his phone and his bag on the nightstand. The handsome man was rushing to leave his wife's best friend's apartment.
In the car, Prayoga drove his car at high speed, fortunately it was still very quiet. There was no activity on the highway, only a few vehicles passed. 20 minutes later, the car had entered the elite housing complex. Yoga pushed the gate of her black-painted house and parked her car next to Mesya's car.
Yoga opened the door handle, he also happened to bring a spare key, at any time he came home late because of overtime, so it does not interfere with the wife who was asleep. After opening the door, he climbed up the stairs to his room. Yoga opened the door carefully and saw that his wife was asleep.
The thick-browed man looked at the beautiful face of Mesya who was sleeping fast "I'm sorry dear Mas, has betrayed you by wishing your love." Yoga takes a deep breath and is exhaled slowly. He took off all his clothes and walked to the bathroom to clean himself. Ten minutes later he came out of the bathroom clad in a kimono, and laid his body beside his wife, Yoga's burly hands tightly hugged Mesya's slender waist.
"What time does yoga come home? why don't I know she's in the room and sleeping next to me."
"Yes, I'll ask. I want to clean up and pray."
Mesya rushed into the bathroom, after finishing his bath and carrying out his five-time duty, he took the Yoga clothes lying in front of the bathroom. Mesya picked it up and took it to the laundry. When you want to put in the washing machine, exudes a very familiar perfume aroma.
"Kok I know this perfume yeah, it smells like no stranger to my smell." Mesya sniffing dirty clothes Yoga still smelled perfume. "I know the scent of this perfume." Mesya was silent for a moment and remembered the owner of the perfume "Like Anggita's, I memorized the fragrance very well. Because since High School he always wears the brand Chanel."
"Tapikan, many in this world have the same perfume, where maybe Mas Yoga there is an affair with Anggita, he is my best friend. I know for sure it's good and bad Anggita, she's unlikely to stab me in the back." Mesya tried to convince himself. "Women can work in companies where Yoga is, with my permission." Mesya shook his head quickly, He dismissed prejudice on his husband and best friend.
"Honey.." without Mesya realizing suddenly Yoga hugged the wife's crazy body from behind.
"What are you cooking again, kok mas call diem ajah."
Mesya remained silent without responding to her husband's words
"You angry yank, hmm.."
"Let go Mas, I'm cooking eggs, later charred." said Mesya wriggling.
Yoga took off his burly hands from Mesya's waist, in his kiss the wife's hair from behind. "Wait at the dinner table."
Finished cooking perfunctory, the beautiful woman put her artificial on the table.
"This is yank?
"Sorry Mas, I haven't been shopping yet, so just eat the potluck. Omelette same instant noodles can make your stomach" said Mesya indifferently, really she still held back upset at her husband.
"Here you sit next to the mas, accompany me to eat."
Mesya is actually still lazy, but because he does not want to be considered a wife of disobedience, so he according to the command of yoga. Angrily she sat down beside her husband and accompanied him to breakfast.
"What time are you coming home!" cetus Mesya, turning his eyes.
"Sorry baby, last night Mas overtime again at the office."
"Why don't you call me! don't tell me, reply chatan I did not! I'll wait at the boutique until 10. Even I was so worried about you, you just disappeared after promising me! exclaim Mesya annoyed.
"I'm sorry, baby. I promise I will never break a promise again. Actually last night there was an impromptu meeting for the project in Singapore. The head director who directly leads, there is no way Mas stayin." Yoga grabbed Mesya's hand, then kissed him repeatedly "Once again mas sorry dear. Mas loves you so much." in his kiss the wife's forehead full of love. Mesya began to melt with the sweet treatment of Yoga, so that Mesya easily forgives even though often lied.
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