Boss Come Here Please!
#S2 Second Night
Boss Come Here Please! 140
Well all on relief, not possible, 'khan. I create conflicts without purpose 😐
Don't su'uzon first mamak-mamak 🤧
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Everyone is gathered in the family room. Yufen was squinting her eyes at the hate of the couple. Since Arga and Asta were relatives, they also took part in the important discussion.
"When did you get married?!" Mardella opened the conversation with a very slender language.
Frea took a deep breath, and was ready to open her mouth, however ....
"We were married on the island, we were married by local customary elders" Zico said.
"Huh ..." Mardella was surprised, it seemed like Yufen had not told her anything. Though every act of Frea's behavior did not escape from Yufen and immediately reported to his aunt.
"Yes ..we registered our marriage yesterday." For some reason since Frea opened her mouth she already had the courage to fight Mardella. It was as if Frea's confession was a source of strength to her.
"You sure, legit?" ask Mardella again.
"What do you think everyone on the island is getting married? You think they're fornicating?!" answer Zico.
"Then let's open their wedding" Arga cut off, then looked Arav intently in the eye. "You agree, don't you, Chairman?"
Arav nodded slowly, and said loudly, "Yes .. I will prepare a wedding party in a luxury building, not the concept of a garden party anymore. I have a trauma with this concept" Arav said.
Zico continues to hold Frea's hand to make her women continue to feel comfortable and protected. All this time he could never protect Frea because the woman never gave him a chance at it.
"My husband, are you sure?" Mardella is still trying to separate Frea and Zico at all costs. "You want Yufen to kill himself again?"
"You should have Yufen taken to a psychiatrist so as not to do anything crazy again!" arav replied in a high tone of voice, and made his wife suddenly fall silent.
Yufen also preferred to leave with a piled up annoyance inside her chest.
"Where are you going, Yufen? End your life again? I'll prepare a fancy funeral for you!" exclaims Arav when he sees Yufen lift foot from the room.
"Aravi!" Mardella shouted out loud. "After all he is your son, and he is also my nephew, you cannot do something like this!"
"Didn't the chairman always obey Yufen's wishes? Even for the sake of you and Yufen, the chairman has always been unfair to Frea" Arga said.
"Who would you dare to interfere in our family affairs?!" hiss Mardella squinted her eyes at Arga.
Arga stood up, tidied up his suit and said loudly, "I? Have you forgotten who I am? I am Diarga Dewantara, a voter of d'Beauty Group and one of the largest shareholders in Healthy Life hospital! You forgot?" arga explained, he was a little annoyed by the arrogance Mardella had and dared to question her.
"Yes ... I know about your wealth that will never run out, but I question who are you in this family?!"
"We are a family of Freas! Frea is my sister-in-law, I'm so lucky that Frea is married to my sister!" asta Sahut.
"We excuse the chairman, it seems that our presence is not expected here" said Arga, holding her daughter away.
"It's not so, Mr. Arga! Sorry for my wife's indecision" Arav said, preventing Arga and her family from leaving.
Asta's small family prefers to go home and not follow the emotions of Mardella, after all they have breathed a sigh of relief because finally Frea dared to express her love to everyone.
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As the sky changed for the night, Frea and Zico chose not to go back to the apartment and instead stayed.
Frea sat in front of the mirror staring at the reflection of her husband who was busy with his cell phone.
"Acstric ...."
"Mmmm ...." Zico looked at the screen of his phone.
"What are you doing?"
Frea walked to the bed, then slept and wrestled with Zico. The man looked gently at his wife.
Slowly Zico peeked at the nape of his wife, he inhaled the cherry blossom perfume that Frea always wore.
"I've always loved your fragrance, Frea."
Frea blushed in embarrassment, not expecting that she could openly hug and make out with her husband without fear.
"Do you like us now?" ask Zico.
Frea nodded with a sweet smile expanding on her lips.
"You should have had this courage long ago." Zico pinched his wife's nose.
"Sir Asta gave me this courage" replied Frea.
"Asta was indeed my best brother, although he was not my brother, but he always loved me like his own sister."
Once again Zico blew his wife's ear gently, which created an amused sensation for Frea. Frey's face flushed for him.
Zico's breathing hunts down as his hands begin to dance on Frea's smooth skin, he touches it slowly and floats leaving a strange sensation and making Frea stomp because of it.
Zico breathed into his wife's neck and raced to leave a reddish mark there, while Frea could only close her eyes enjoying her husband's play.
The night was cold, the atmosphere was very supportive for them to complete their desires, this was the second time they would have a husband and wife relationship.
Zico's hands were talking playing his game while Frea could only contort his body, like a spayol guitar.
Two human children who are adrift in the sacred bond of marriage, are now undergoing their respective roles to further unite their love.
Zico gently scatted his wife's lips, a sweet taste filled the space of his mouth, as if Frea was enjoying a sweet candy and made his salivary also become as sweet as honey. Their breaths hunt each other, the bed seemed to dance along with the rhythm created by Zico.
For tonight Zico took power over Frea, playing softly and softly to please his wife.
They closed their eyes, swinging to a rhythm that seemed to blend with the atmosphere tonight.
The beautiful cries were countless and created sweat that united the bodies of the two of them.
The two of them headed for the peak of nirvana simultaneously, enjoying every second of the excitement they created, a beautiful night for a couple who were in a drunken romance.
Their bodies wailed with a hug to catch their breath back.
"I love you." Zico leaves a kiss dear to his wife. Then hugged his wife's body tightly with a feeling of happiness and relief, because now they have been united for ever.
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