Boss Come Here Please!
#Fruit of Rambutan
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Arga followed the steps of the wife who was upset because of the gift he gave, the latest minicopper car output he refused, I don't know what Asta thought?
"Darling, what's wrong with my gift?"
"Why did you buy me a car? You insulted me? You know, I can't drive a car."
"And you can use a driver to take you away."
"If I use a driver, actually the car in this house is quite a lot, why should there be another car? So wasteful. Better the money is diverted to more useful things, Arga," said Asta.
"I just want to spoil you with what I have right now."
Asta sighed deeply and then threw her back, touching her husband's shoulders with her clasped hands. "Honestly, I don't need any of that, Arga. You're always by my side, that's enough for me. And thank you for giving a comfortable life like this," said Asta.
Arga never knew how lucky Asta was to have him, so she thought she wanted nothing more in this world, because enough of all the things he wanted were already attached to the self of the idol in front of him at this time.
Arga was really very flattered to hear the sentence that Asta uttered, as if he was really in need.
"But to be honest, if you want to give me a hadia, I only want one thing that I really want right now" Asta said.
"Is that the queen mother. Servants are ready to serve the queen mother right now" replied Arga, without hesitation.
"Hmm, are you really going to obey me?" ask Asta doubtfully.
"It seems like my feelings are starting to get bad." Arga muttered in his heart, seeing Asta start to doubt about what he was going to throw. However, despite Asta's strange request, Arga will patiently obey the wishes of the queen of his heart.
"Arriv ...."
"Yes, baby," replied Arga.
"I want rambutan fruit." Asta's request really made Arga surprised, how could he look for the fruit in the middle of the night like this.
"Tomorrow, huh? It's late, honey," said Arga trying to calm the wife.
Asta began to fuss, he began to whine like a child who cried because he was not obeyed by his orders.
"I want it now, just now!" asta exclaimed, then walked stomping feet towards the room.
While Vishnu and Adamson throw views at each other, because he saw the boss's face turned clear. But they can't do anything. Because if Asta asks for something, it means only the one who has to do it.
"I'm sorry Mr. Arga. We cannot do much" said Vishnu, in a low tone.
"Just kid, you guys accompany me in search of rambutan! Come on!" exciting Arga. Honestly, he was very upset with Asta, again he had to bury his frustration for his wife and prospective baby.
"But Mr. ..." Vishnu's words were stuck in his mouth.
"No buts, you guys accompany me!"
"Good Mr." answered both compactly.
"Good Mr." Adamson and Vishnu.
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At 03:00
Asta was still unable to fall asleep because he was still waiting for the rambutan fruit that was being promised the husband earlier.
"Where the hell, Arga?! Until this hour has not come home," grumbled Asta, pacing because of anxiety waiting for Arga's return.
Until Asta could not resist sleepiness, Arga had not returned from looking for rambutan fruit until the sun had emerged from the eastern horizon Arga had not returned.
Asta wriggled and felt the place where she used to see Arga asleep, but when she searched for her husband's body it turned out that the place was still empty since last night.
Asta put on a sullen face in annoyance. "She's actually looking for fruit or to a nightlife spot?!" Asta's mind was filled with bad things about her husband, as if he had not believed a hundred percent with Arga.
Suddenly the door of the room opened, Arga's fervent look became the morning appetizer on their first wedding anniversary. Arga's face and hands appear red-red probably when Arga was looking for rambutan fruit he was attacked by thousands of insects. Meanwhile, the shirt that he has not changed since yesterday has been torn and shabby, his hair that is usually neatly arranged is no longer able to be described. Arga who usually looks neat and handsome plenary this time for the sake of his wife he is willing to be like this.
Asta was startled for a moment, then a second later he laughed out loud. " What's wrong with your lips? Why does it look red and swollen?" asta asked still couldn't help but laugh.
Arga put on a sour and shabby face. "This is all for the sake of a gift for you, I plucked fruit right from the tree. And on the tree there were so many insects that I fell down and now my body hurts all."
"How can you ask for fruit? Your man is in this state?" said Arga irritatedly then sighed and walked towards the sofa then sat down by slipping his legs.
"Nlt .. ulu. My husband's. Achy, huh? Tired? Sick? here I am a pijitin," led Asta by imitating the voice of a child.
"mhhh .. fat," answered Arga did not want to lose mimicking the voice of a child so that made Asta shudder.
Asta brushed off Arga's hand. "Sobbly!" exclaim Asta, furious.
ha-ha-ha-ha Arga laughed out loud.
"There shower!" asta's orders.
Arga haphazardly lifted Asta's body, and carried him. "Let's take a bath together, you haven't had a bath, have you?"
"I can shower myself. Let go of me, let go of me!" Asta tries to escape.
"Asta, remember your baby! Don't be too active, obey your king!" arga commands.
Arga walked into the bathroom opened the door and stood under the shower, with one hand he turned it on, warm water came out of it and flushed their bodies.
"We haven't taken off our clothes yet, Arga!" exciting Asta.
Arga released Asta's body slowly then he took off his wife's clothes one by one, a few minutes later their bodies were plain like babies without a thread as a barrier.
The man rubbed his wife's body slowly using soap, while Asta was unmoved enjoying the sensation of bathing with her husband.
"I haven't spoiled you like this in a long time, have I?" ask Arga.
"he'em," Asta answered briefly.
The ritual of the bath lasted a while. Arga continues to build harmony of their household, he is as much as possible not too busy in the office so that he can always accompany his woman so that Asta does not run away leaving him with other men like his ex-wife first.
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After all, the two of them changed clothes. Asta treats the lips and skin of Arga who was bent due to the actions of the ants who bit him when Arga climbed the rambutan tree overnight.
"This is the work of the insects, my body became red-red," grumbled Arga annoyed.
"Who told you to climb it yourself?! You have a lot of people you can tell. Why did you do it yourself?"
"The other day you once said to me, if you want something, I have to do it myself for the sake of our baby."
"Huh, really? I forgot what I said at the time. When the hell?"
"Good, this pregnant woman! Good thing funny, if it's not me, hih ..." Arga's mind is upset.
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