Disappeared Husband Married CEO
Debates

Yoga smiled broadly as he pulled Mesya into his arms, then lifted up his wife's body and carried her into bed. Once pulled, the towel that wrapped his wife's beautiful body was clearly exposed. The beautiful woman looks resigned when yoga starts the action and touches her body without a thread.

The night was so long they went through, only twice they had a husband-wife relationship and finally they both fell asleep in the warm embrace of both. Alarm's voice woke Mesya at four in the morning, he was used to waking up early and carrying out his duties as a Muslim. Mesya slowly took off the embrace of Yoga and got out of bed to clean his body their former romance last night.

After taking a junub bath, Mesya began his activities by performing his own morning prayers and then he built yoga to bathe and pray.

"Mas, let's get up donk." Mesya rubbed the back of her husband who was sleeping sideways. "It's five o'clock!"

"In a moment, baby, I'm still sleepy." said Yoga still closed his eyes.

"Yes I've come down first, want to make breakfast, when you wake up do not forget to take a shower and pray at dawn."

Yoga just nodded without even opening his eyes. Mesya just let out a long sigh and left the bedroom of the two of them.

In the kitchen, Mesya began to open the refrigerator and take foodstuffs that he would process.it happened that bi inah was returning home because his son was sick. So as long as there's none, it's Mesya who cooks breakfast for them both. Within half an hour, the dishes were available on the dining table. Yoga's favorite soy sauce chicken, roast meat that he has removed from the microwave and chicken soup that is available on the table.

"Honey.." call Yoga while walking down the stairs.

Yoga staring at a dining table full of "Wah, steady. What dream was I last night, huh? my beautiful wife has served all kinds of food on the table."

Mesya smiled thinly and put one plate in front of Yoga "Please at Mas meal, then I bought less sewing thread in the traditional market, so all I shop."

"Well, isn't the thread and stuff sent from the factory? why buy at the market?

"If you wait from Mas's old factory, I don't need too much and am hunting for time to finish Anggita's dress."

Yoga swallowed his salivary as Mesya mentioned the name of his affair and nodded his head as if understanding. Yoga began to take his favorite chicken as well as the roast meat that Mesya had cut into pieces.

"If every day eat nutritious like this, surely Mas added a lot of eating."

Mesya sat down next to Yoga and started picking up pieces of grilled meat "Maybe Mas, as long as Mas add the shopping money for me."

Yoga turns "Loh, 3 million a month less time anyway, yank.., even though we only eat two tablets. most rich cuisine gini not to run out 3 million right?

"Then we are shopping." Mesya tore it apart while putting rice in his mouth.

"I'm the one you told me to go shopping for, I've already given you the money and it's your job as a wife."

"I know it's my duty as a wife, but if every day you have to eat meat and chicken, how much is enough? the 3 million is not just for gold shopping, but to pay for electricity, waste money and pay for complex security guards. Though I also helped to pay bi Inah every month, sometimes your mother and sister always come and ask me for money. The reason is for Arisan, a friend's birthday. That money is enough! I also took it out of my personal money! tukas Mesya explained everything.

"So you don't sincerely love my mother and sister money? how are you counting that! even though you also have a business, you should share so that your boutique business is smooth."

Mesya immediately stopped eating, it was no longer tasteful to enjoy the dishes he made. She is lazy when having to argue money problems with her husband, who feels that he has fulfilled all his obligations, even though Yoga also already knows the behavior of her mother who often asks for money on Mesya

"Here you go, I'm lazy to argue with you! Mesya moved from his seat and brought a kitchen plate, there was still half the rice and side dishes that he did not want to eat.

Saw his wife sulking. Yoga started to worry, moreover he had to seduce Mesya to ask for permission to go out of town.

"Mesya darling..." Yoga was already in the kitchen and hugging his wife's fragrant body from behind.

"Let Go!

"I'm sorry, my dear, yes we have started tomorrow we do not need to eat chicken and meat every day. It's okay to eat what is important healthy and nutritious."

Mesya was just silent, he was deliberately busy with his activities washing dishes.

"Darling.. You want to forgive Mas?

"Have not rambled her, I want to talk important for a moment." let out Mesya's cheek.

"Yes, I'll start doing the dishes first!"

Yoga nodded and walked to the dining room. Before long Mesya came and sat down beside Yoga.

"What you want to talk about, I need to get ready to go to the boutique."

"This Is! in his hand held the fingers of the wife. "Saturday I was assigned to get out of town by the company, there was a meeting with the investors there."

Mesya scrunched his forehead "Corn suddenly Mas! didn't you go out of town last month? actually working in a foreign company is only mas doang?! tukas Mesya was very upset

"Yes not so Sya, the name is also a duty from the office where can I refuse, later if I am fired for violating the orders of superiors how? Who bothers you too." rayu Yoga spoke softly.

Mesya threw a rough breath while folding his hands on his chest. "Yes, if it has to be like that! but I wonder, why Mas salary is not going up. Though mas often overtime and duty out of town."

"Yes how should we? it's an office rule like that, you see for yourself the payday slip mas only got 10 million." Yoga smiled faintly "May you never know Sya if my salary of 30 million was not including bonuses. I purposely edited my slips to get Mesya to believe." Inner Yoga softly.

"If so please prepare a shirt, suit and pants of white color. Two more days to go."

Waitaminute! what meeting is there, Mas? why is it so normal to have everything white?" ask Mesya a little suspicious.

"Indeed it's an office regulation like that, to respect clients coming from Japan."

"Where will the business trip be?

"Alabaya! answer it spontaneously

"Surabaya? how the day and town are the same as Anggita."

"Deg! instantly the heart of Yoga is pounding. Stupidly he had spoken wrongly.

"Fuck me! curse her in the heart "Ware if Mesya to be suspicious. I have to convince her."

"Surabaya is broad, dear, and I did not know that Anggita wanted to go back to Surabaya as well" said Yoga as calmly as possible and changed his tense expression to relax. "Maybe it's a coincidence, don't like suuzon with husband donk, my goal is to work for my wife's living."

"It's not so. I just remember Anggita's hometown in Surabaya and the day after tomorrow he'll get married there."

"Ohh.. So Anggita wants to marry in Surabaya? how do I not know? the lie is still with a calm expression

"Emang Anggita not the story? if he takes a week off to get married."

"No, Mas ajah rarely met Anggita in the office, we are different divisions" he said continue to lie.

Mesya just nodded and dismissed his suspicions, but filing a wife is sometimes right. Mesya sensed that something was being hidden by her husband.

"Yes already then Mas went to work first, if it's too late it must be SP."

Yoga handed the back of his hand to Mesya kiss, after which he kissed his wife's forehead and walked towards his parked car.

"What's the matter with you, Mas? why don't I feel good? Mesya took a rough breath to remove the tightness in his chest, then he closed the door and walked into the room to change clothes.

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