KNITTING THE FLAKES OF LOVE
Chapter 16

Pram stepped towards the tallest room in the building.  His face looks bright, so the aura of his ability makes the officer feel painfully imagining which***. Although his age before the head of four, did not make his charm fade, even more doubled. So many women are still hoping and trying to attract his attention.

Widya looked at Pram glued, Pram's charm too strong for her to let go. He did not feel guilty for what he had done yesterday, because he really wanted the warmth of the manly man, Pram's masculine scent was really intoxicating. Unfortunately Pram's body is too difficult to conquer, Widya still does not feel kapok.

Roby blocked Widya's move to break in, “Starting today, Widya's mom was quite responsible with me. Mr. Pram's business is my responsibility.” Roby immediately placed a stack of files on Widya's desk.

“Sialan.” Widya grumbled. He began to sort out the documents that must be separated and check Pram's schedule and must be delivered to Roby immediately. He thought hard, how so that the gold mine did not come off. He looked at the door of the room many times, but there was no movement. Widya was really upset.

At the age of 30 years, Widya is still single. He has been in contact with Juanda since he started working at a company still led by the late Papa Pram. He and Juanda are friends. But since the top leader switched to Pram, Widya could not resist the charm of Pram. He did not think about the Pram family, which was important that his ambition was achieved, until his relationship with Juanda was still blurred without certainty.

Seeing Pram's cold demeanor made Widya curious. For a month he was still learning his new boss character. During that time he never saw his boss' wife come. From there he began to look for a gap to get close to Pram.

Clothes that are usually standard, starting he replaced with a more press body and skirt above the knee, until when sitting in front of Pram, his smooth thighs will tempt anyone who sees it. No one dared to reprimand, because he included a qualified secretary and helped a lot as long as Mr. Bagaskara Wijaya was still a big boss. Widya boldly starts to approach Pram.

When discussing work on the sofa, he shamelessly began to open his blazer, leaving only his low-chested blouse, to reveal his tempting cleavage. He sat with the position of the body docked at Pram. Pram who felt bored with work that many felt his secretary was acting strangely, but he still did not care until that night Widya consciously stroked his thighs.

“What are you doing Widya..” Pram's voice is still slow.

Widya's gentle and adoring gaze made Pram fixated. Which man is not tempted, seeing a young woman who is so beautiful and sexy. “I like gaffer..” He whispers in Pram's ear while blowing his nose gently.

The blood felt boiling. He tried to hold it, and still busy checking the files, even though the concentration had been dissolved erratically. It was unexpected that Pram felt something wet already stuck to his lips.

Seeing Pram who was passive, Widya immediately put her hand on Pram's neck which was tense over his sudden attack. With a shrewd look he began to sweep his boss' lips. I don't know what demons are entrenched in Widya's head, so she shamelessly does that. As the saying goes, which cat refuses if there is a salted fish in sight.

If his passion comes and he cannot share it with Pram, then he will contact Juanda to meet his needs, and Juanda is happy enough even though he wants their relationship to be more serious.

The door of the room opens. Widya immediately got up to give her deathly smile, even though Pram did not look at her. He was busy talking to Roby who was carrying some files in his hand. Widya's feelings are increasingly arrogant over Pram's attitude.

Widya's phone reads. He immediately welcomed the call. A smile emanated in his eyes. Juanda invited him to lunch together at a restaurant in the luxury mall area. Rage disappeared. Apparently Juanda had activities in Jakarta, so he took time to visit his lover.

With a happy feeling Widya went straight to her car parked between the cars of the employees. He does not care about being late to enter, because he believes Pram will definitely meet his clients outside for a long time.

After discussing a meeting with his Japanese client, Pram asked Roby to order food for them immediately. Before the order came he walked towards the men's toilet. His fresh steps out of the door of the private room came to a halt as someone called out to him.

“Pramono Erlangga..” the voice of the baritone stopped his steps.

“Prof. Darmawan...” Pram immediately reached out his hand shaking his former lecturer. “Wah, coincidence. Let's have lunch together”

Darmawan laughed widely, “I did not come alone, but there happened to be an appointment with the source of the public lecture yesterday.” he said while showing his thumb to a woman who was walking with two friends approaching them.