
CHAPTER 5a
"I will visit a silkworm cultivation site that will cooperate with Royal Textile, also review the location of a new factory that will soon be built in Pekalongan," said Juna who stood facing a large mirror while buttoning the shirt, while Anggi just finished washing the body, still wrapped in bathrobe and hair towel.
"How many days?" asked Anggi while opening the closet to take the interior of his clothes.
"Maybe one week," replied Juna who had just finished putting up the buttons on his shirt.
Anggi looked at Juna's back. "Then can I stay in the hospital?" ask Anggi expectantly.
Since marriage, only this time Juna will travel long enough. He wanted to use this rare opportunity to wait for his mother to stay overnight. After having the status of a wife, Anggi can no longer be free to travel moreover Juna's decision on him is absolute. Want to argue for free. Anggi has no power to resist, like a beloved prisoner.
"Can. Stay put. But only in the first three days I left. The rest you have to sleep at home. I don't want to catch a virus you might have brought from the hospital when I get home. Don't try to lie. My eyes are everywhere!" persemat Juna who looked at Anggi straight through the reflection of the mirror.
Sighing in relief also concluded that smile was how Anggi reacted. Three nights is okay. Juna gave her permission to be grateful, despite the creepy feeling of hearing the last sentence of a man who never missed to kiss her every night. It may be true about the news spread in some articles, that men are able to easily make love also forced desire without frills of love.
"alright. If I need to take a disinfectant shower when Mas Juna wants to go home later!" grunted annoyed. Anggi is indeed afraid of Juna, but occasionally unable to resist his irritation to gush.
Juna chuckled and turned around. "Member, come. Pair up my das," he said with a thick commanding intonation.
"Tumbens? Usually also wear it yourself," jeloroh Anggi with eyes squeaking amazement.
"I don't accept objections. What else comes from your mouth. Do quick! Unless you want your disobedient mouth stuck between my lips to swell. Please choose," said Juna while grinning an intimidating slant.
Anggi put the clothes he hugged on the table near the closet. Despite being arrogant, he chose to obey and silence his mouth tightly. A check in the morning only makes the day worse. After all for the next few days he will be free from the clutches of Juna.
Toothed goose to pair a tie. High Juna who was at odds quite far with him made it quite difficult. Anggi tried to tiptoe as high as possible and saw that Juna even felt funny.
The Anggi waist was lifted so that their bodies stuck to each other.
"It doesn't have to be like this, Mom!" Anggi thrashed and protested. However, Juna instead laughed amusedly and then kissed his nose fat.
Anggi's eye ball is widened. It froze. Juna's treatment was not as usual, it was too sweet and for him it was not normal.
Anggi hates this situation, feels bad. Hate the effect. His heart was beating faster as well as his cheeks were heating up. She preferred her arrogant husband over the sweet one she is today. If Juna continued this way worried that the fortress he built was faltering, the fragile fortress of his heart that was hollow everywhere.
As Juna chuckled and his clutches loosened, Anggi quickly escaped away. Throwing his eyes in any direction not wanting his nervousness to be read by Juna.
"Damn, Mas. Don't keep laughing. I have a tall body, but I'm short!" grunt cheesy.
Juna is still open even barely strayed. The corner of his eye narrowed along with both corners of his lips that were pulled tight upward. Anggi's blushing face is adorable.
"But I like your height." Unknowingly Juna uttered an impulsive sentence that seemed to be the content of the heart.
"Udah ah's. Finish yourself. My stomach's heartburn."
Anggi flushed to escape to the bathroom, while Juna again looked up at his behavior. He was a little astonished, somehow teasing Anggi like earlier turned out to be fun. Dipping a warm beam in his heart that was as frozen and as hard as a rock.
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