Boss Come Here Please!
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"Today we're gardening, right?" ask Asta is still engrossed with the touch of Arga's hand that still presses his head gently. In Arga's hands there are still remnants of stowberry-flavored shampoos.
Arga looked to sigh. "Yes tomorrow, we're going to fly, not today, Asta" Arga said in a subtle tone.
"Loh ... Didn't you promise, will garden with me?" Asta seemed annoyed by Arga's reply.
"Hem .. You here, look it's afternoon, you're still busy thinking about gardening. There's still time tomorrow, Asta."
Asta rushed to pick up a neatly arranged kimono towel at the end of the bathroom corner shelf.
"Where are you? We're not done bathing, Asta."
Asta just flinch and leaves Arga in the bathroom.
"Asta ... Your hair is still foaming!" arga shouted half.
For a moment Asta stopped stepping and checked his own hair pressing with his fingers and it felt true that his hair was still full of foam, and he again referred to the bathroom, and he again, and remove the kimono towel that he had been wearing earlier.
Asta turned on the shower and then brushed his own hair.
Just as Arga wanted to touch her, Asta suddenly cried out in anger. "Don't touch me!" his yell.
And sure enough Arga obeyed the words of the woman he loved by not holding Asta at all, even he was like standing in the corner of the bathroom.
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After all was done, Asta exited the bathroom followed by Arga trailing behind him.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Arga rushed towards the door of the room. While Asta chose not to care by choosing to sit in front of the dresser to tidy up his wet hair that was messy.
Arga opened the door, a sturdy bodyguard standing in the doorway. "What's up, Adamson?" ask Arga to Adamson. Adamson is one of Arga's confidants, he has worked for Arga for 10 years.
In a loud and loud voice Adamson answered. "Miss Cherryl is waiting, Mr. Arga's downstairs."
"The cherryl? What's he here for?" Arga asked in wonder.
"It looks like Miss Cherryl came with some paperwork for, Mr. Arga sign it" Adamson replied.
Hearing the word Cherryl, of course, Asta's ears are quick to respond, because Cherryl is one of the wicked women who want to win the heart of the husband he loves.
Asta occasionally tries to steal hear about what Arga and Adamson are talking about.
After Arga closed the door, Asta stood up and approached the innocent looking man. "Who's coming?" ask Asta with an emphasis.
Arga glanced at Asta as if he was making fun of his wife.
"Who, huh?"
"I knew. Cherryl, right?!" Asta was really jealous and upset.
"Well .. My baby's ears are so sharp!" Arga pretends to be surprised at Asta's seductive goal.
Asta frowned and put on a sour face out of annoyance. "Here meet!"
"Yes .. sure I will meet," the Arga seductress ran towards the walk in closet.
"That's it!!" Asta followed Arga by running towards the walk in closet.
"What-what?" tanya Arga turned towards the Wife.
"Why is he here?" asta asked curiously because his heart was of course covered in immense jealousy.
"Sure Cherryl misses me," Arga's tease puts on a plain look.
"Kok I'm upset, huh?!"
Arga tried to ignore the wife's anger and changed clothes immediately.
"That's!" yell Asta again.
"What?" replied Arga is still busy wearing a white shirt that he deliberately chose.
"Don't meet!" asta's orders put on a sour face.
"Call me with a call baby, first!"
Asta stopped whining and kept quiet because he was ashamed to be childish.
"Call baby first!" Arga repeated his words again.
"No need, just meet your heart!" Asta rushes back to dry his hair again.
Asta was really upset with Arga's attitude this time. Though it is clear that Arga only teases his wife with jokes to meet Cherryl excitedly, in fact Arga himself is eager to destroy Cherryl because of the hatred that has accumulated, but he tried to cover it up and wait for the right time.
Asta is still busy in front of her dresser while Arga rushes to meet Cherryl Aldora. "Well ... so excited, huh?" asta quipped while looking at the shadow of her husband from the glass that deliberately tidied his hair facing the glass.
"Of course, when else would a beautiful woman come to see me, of course I'm excited, my little baby," Arga said as her hand deliberately pinched Asta's chin.
Asta's heart grew increasingly enraged, while Arga put on a sinless face as if a newborn baby.
"Hell up!" Asta rushes to change clothes, leaving the dresser feeling annoyed.
"Darling, please make some tea for Cherryl, okay! " calling Arga aims to make Asta even more jealous.
"Yes .. I'll poison you!" yelled Asta was still busy changing clothes.
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Arga meets Cherryl who seems to have been waiting for the arrival of Arga.
Seeing Arga coming, his previously visibly annoyed face turned into a sumringah.
"What are you here for?" asked Arga in a cold tone.
Decorative cosmetics are all types of cosmetics, ranging from cleansers, moisturizers, and sunscreen protectors, lysptics, talc, blush and so on. decorative cosmetics or decorative make-up is solely to change the appearance so that it looks more beautiful and free from blemishes or deformities on the skin.
"So, what's a package in it?" ask Arga seriously.
"Eyeshadow, blush, liptint they will be in one package with prices in concise to less cheap," said Cherryl.
"Well, you set everything up, for a few days I can't get into the office" Arga said flatly.
Suddenly from a distance Asta came carrying a tray containing two cups of tea for Cherryl and Arga.
Cherryl looked surprised to see Asta, and was surprised if this house was Arga's hiding house, and who knew only he and Arga only.
"Why is Asta here? Isn't this house?" Not had time for Cherryl to finish his sentence, Arga immediately cut the words Cherryl.
"Of course she's here, she's my wife" Arga replied briefly.
Cherryl put on a friendly face welcoming Asta's arrival.
"Hi Asta, I'm shocked to see you coming here, this is Arga's hiding house. And the only ones who know about this house are me and Arga," Cherryl said.
Asta put the tray containing the tea on the table. "really? Have you ever had sex with Arga in the most private room up there?" asta's taunts to make Cherryl hotter and hurt.
Of course it disturbs Cherryl's conscience because since childhood he loved Arga, but Arga prefers other women.
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Your smile is a stanza I write with a gentle kiss.
I looked for the meaning of the story of the bright moon around the sky.
Sweet stories linked in your fingers.
Dampen his bows on the names of do'a
The miss protected
A homesickness whispered soul to the adoration of heart.
I opened the writing for one story.
And I'll close the story to one obsolete story.
And your name I have written beautifully, with a pen in gold.
The Souvarrel Hellvaelumgladiaxus
Author You and I: Love Story Romance.
Garut, May 28, 2020❤
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