Boss Come Here Please!
#Lunch Ritual
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"Have you?" asked Arga looking into his wife's eyes.
Asta was confused by the husband's question.
"Have you? What's for?"
"Have a word, let's take a nap, come back" Arga said to his wife and then gently pulled his wife's hand.
"Arga," said Asta still offset her husband's footsteps.
"hmmm ... what?" replied Arga turned to his wife but continued his steps.
"I haven't had a shower since morning."
Spontaneous Arga stopped and looked at the face of the woman beside him deeply.
"So you haven't had a shower. It's only right when I hugged you earlier, like there was vinegar spilling out and the smell immediately pierced my nose." Arga pinched his wife's nose.
"Awh .. hurts!"
Arga continued to hold his wife's hand through the main door, until passing the bodyguards.
"Shame .. no need to wear hand-to-hand!" Asta took his hand off the husband.
Without a warning Arga carried the body of the wife like a carpenter carrying his luggage.
"Arga! You are not sane! There are still many people here." cried Asta to her husband.
Arga remained unmoved, ignoring the words of his wife and continued walking towards the room.
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After a while, Arga opened the door to his room. He dropped his wife right in front of him.
"You take a shower first! Let fragrance. Later we continue our nap." Arga ordered by hand stroking the wife's head.
"mhhh .. I'm lazy to take a shower, just go to sleep, okay?"
Arga let out a long breath. "Do you shower yourself, or do I bathe?"
"Haa .. okay, I take a shower now." Asta immediately ran towards the bathroom door, and locked it for fear that Arga would suddenly enter like what he used to do.
Pov 1 (Act)
I took off all my clothes, I lit them
shower to wet my whole body.
I looked at the reflection of my body in front of the mirror, looking closely. Is this the woman you love Arga? I'm far from even perfect like the woman who may have stopped by in your life, my caste is very low. But why do you love me so much, as you do now. I really can't breathe freely, but stupidly I, I like that, I crave where you always touch me gently. I really enjoyed that.
When I was drifting in my daydream in front of the mirror, suddenly the sound of knocking from behind the bathroom door was able to disperse my daydream.
"Asta .. asta, your bath is so long, I've missed you" Arga said from behind the bathroom door.
"His ... briefly, Arga. I'm taking a shower, you want to? If my body smells."
"Scented? Okay I'll wait patiently, but hurry up a little!" his orders were impatient.
Arga's voice disappeared, maybe he obeyed what I said. And I was again swept away in my favorite soft foam crib of stowberry-flavored soap.
Before long I came out, wearing a black kimono towel with a neatly tied string coiled around my small waist. And the hair was wrapped in a gray towel, to cover my wet hair from the bathing ritual I had just done.
Seeing me in wet hair, Arga got out of bed, then walked up to me and grabbed my waist. Then write strange words for me.
"Why is your hair wet? We haven't even started yet" whispered Arga right into my ear.
And I automatically avoided Arga keeping my ears away from her lips. "Start what?"
Arga smirked, as if this man was going to do something evil to me. "What are you going to do, Arga?" ask again with my hands holding the head covered with a towel, for fear if the towel will fall.
"Let's dry your hair first."
Arga pulled my hand towards the luxurious white dresser she had deliberately made for me. "Come and sit!" his orders, and I obey him.
I saw the visual reflection of Arga from the glass of the dressing table, she looked shady, sincerely serving me.
"Why, Asta?" asked Arga with his hands still busy holding the hairdryer and a round comb that deliberately prepared to dry my hair.
"Did you treat Vienna like this?" I looked at him with a look of terror so that he would answer my question honestly.
Arga seemed to let out a long sigh, like he was setting up a proper diction to answer my question. "It used to be that Vienna was a super busy woman, because of her work as a supermodel, even to eat together, it was very difficult, Asta. Especially for something small and small like this. He won't do it."
I looked towards Arga looking at his face. "So you rarely met Vienna?"
Arga nodded slowly. "But when he was caught cheating, he accused me of workaholism and even said I never paid attention to him."
I felt as if I was looking at Arga, with a sad and grim look on my face, I hugged her suddenly and kissed her lips. "You've got me, now."
Arga looked surprised to see me kissing her all of a sudden. He smiled and rubbed his hair. "my woman had dared to kiss me, apparently. Want added?" goda Arga started to bring her lips closer to me. I spontaneously avoided him.
"You haven't finished drying my hair, Arga?!"
"It's dry, I'll help you tie your hair." Arga took a rubber band neatly arranged on the pink shelf in the corner of the dresser.
He pinched my hair gently, combed it slowly and tied it neatly. "Well .. my little bunny is ready to eat" he said.
"Haa .. eat?" I was shocked. Suddenly Arga took my body for granted and put me on the bed.
"You want something else, us?!" I called out to drive Arga away.
"You make a child during the day," his god hugged me so brutally and haphazardly.
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A piece of poetry of the penghangduh longing.
Good afternoon the suspension...
The omnipotent owner who was so cruel, hit the heart of his sufferers mercilessly.
Who are only able to dangle drop by drop longing behind heart-wrenching diction and irresponsible voice notes, which only adds to the fatigue of the longing sufferer itself.
Even to meet can not be because it seems separated by space that is always a cruel barrier between them.
Does it have to be so heavy for the longers?
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Semarang, May 21, 2020
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