
From the height of Ayudia can see the scenery below, there is a large river that divides the city into the ocean.
Her husband took her to New York City, as if in disbelief with his vision, Ayudia pinched his own arm, never imagined he could ride a helicopter like now.
The pain in her arm signified that this was real, she and her husband boarded a helicopter, just the two of them, with her husband being the pilot.
Not until an hour, the helicopter landed on the helipad of one of the skyscrapers, there were some people who welcomed the arrival of her husband as well as herself, he said,
The tall men are big with black-black after like the bodyguard he once watched on television.
Ayudia was invited down through the stairs up to one floor, then entered the elevator maybe about three floors and when the elevator door was open it looked like an office, like an office, as before when she became an office girl in one of the offices in Jakarta, it's just that this is many times more luxurious.
Then when the two arrived at the large wooden door, Benedict opened it and allowed his wife to enter, while a bodyguard waited for her outside.
It looks like a spacious room with a luxurious design, there is a long sofa, a glass table, shelves with rows of books, etc, there is a table for meetings and what attracts Ayudia is a table with a unique design with a signboard written her husband's name.
"Is this your workspace?"asked Ayudia to ascertain the truth of what she saw and thought.
Benedict simply cleared his throat and allowed his wife to sit on the long sofa,
"You said you were going to a place where there was only us and I could eat as much rice, in your office? You mean to show off your fancy job title and workspace like that? Why come all the way here until the helicopter ride, "the woman grumbled while leaning her back on the sofa.
Benedict who intended to go to his desk stopped his steps, "let's look around you, you can see that here it's just me and you, there's nothing to bother us here, and for the rice, for the rice, not far from here there are many food outlets that sell rice," he explained.
Hearing the word of food that he had not eaten for almost a week, he made the woman stand up and walked up to her husband who was sitting at the table,
"really? Yes, let's go down and go outside to buy rice, all the streets," he said enthusiastically.
Benedict raised his eyebrows, "that we won't do my wife, I just want to be with you, and I'll order you rice, so what rice do you want to eat?"tanyakanya.
"Why don't we go out for a walk?"
"I just want the two of you to be the same, no one bothers, if we get out, there'll be a lot of things bothering us, so you better shut up for a while, I'm gonna have people send us rice to eat, so now I'm asking, what do you want to eat?"
"What's important is rice, and I ask you to buy me two servings of rice and side dishes, if there's sweet iced tea or iced oranges,"
"That's all?"
"If there is a box of fried chicken ready to eat kola,"
"There's more,"
"That's enough, we're just eating here anyway, right?"
Benedict sighed, he did not want to talk about his plans in the next few days, he knew very well, his wife would definitely reject his plans.
The man sent a message to his man to order all the food his wife wanted.
"Mas, may I ask you a question?"
Benedict just nodded looking at his wife who was standing across from his desk.
"Does your ex-fiance work here, too?"ask the woman.
"Why are you asking like that?"ask the man back.
"Can't I ask?"
"Yes, he used to work here, but ever since I broke off the engagement and I forced his father out of the company, he's not been working at the company since then" Benedict explained.
"I keep hearing that in America, office people don't wear uniforms! It means free clothes, meaning that girls can wear sexy clothes dong,"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Do you suspect your husband is my wife?"
"And I told you the stories I read, I don't suspect you" I suspect
Benedict stood up and walked to his wife, and he lifted her up and sat her down at the table and locked her between his legs and hands.
"Honey, I was thinking, do we need to try to do it here, it looks like it's going to be a different sensation, do you want to try?"
"Kok so he thought there anyway," said the woman nervously.
Benedict stroked his wife's hair and inserted it behind her ear, "because you're indirectly accusing me of having sex with another woman here, if I have sex with her often,"
"So we better practice it, isn't that my wife?"he continued while holding the woman's nape.
Ayudia dodged, she pushed her husband and walked away from him, she looked out at the view of the city in the late afternoon.
"Don't think weird, I'm embarrassed to get caught by your subordinates,"
Benedict approached his wife and hugged her from behind, "whether I'm near you, my mind is always there, you get me hooked,"
"Well, good, you're doing it just like me, like,"
"I've always done that to you since I've known you, I've been faithful baby, you can ask Troy or Richard, those who would always be with me if I were here,"
"I believe in you, so are there a lot of hot-dressed girls in your office?"
"I don't know honey, because one floor here, the workers are only men and I rarely meet other employees, only the manager or his assistant, some men, there are some women, there are some women, but they dress formally and work professionally,"
"Then the photos I saw on the search engine, like you're very friendly with those sexy women,"
"It was just for the job, some of them being brand ambassadors of the Wright company,"
"Why don't you marry one of them, you're better suited to them,"
"But I don't love them, and they're not my type,"
"What type of you are you?"
"Your ass,"
"Well, I think you should check your eyes,"
"You don't believe me, either,"
"Don't you believe the same, strange, the model who once took a friendly photo with you, it's sexy body, let alone one of the actress, chest and butt wow, while your wife?" He said while looking at his own body.
Benedict kissed his favorite flower-scented hair, "honey, your chest and buttocks are pretty good for their size is also genuine, right? And the main thing is, you're a virgin and pure, the one I like the most is you don't have it all,"
"Whenever I'm a pussy, I should have worn a veil like Amara's,"
"I agree that if you're hijabed, I'd rather baby, that means you're just for me" she said as she tightened her arms.
"Seriously can?" Benedict nodded behind his wife, "that I may ask Amara to send a shirt here!"
"Whatever to you dear, just as long as you stay by my side,"
Ayudia turned her back, and kissed her husband's lips,
Not wasting a chance, Benedict****** his wife's lips, it doesn't seem to stop with just a kiss.
The office room was a silent witness where the newlyweds shared a sweat at dusk.