C&N
Eps 62

Naoki did not get in the way of Cleo, so he decided to go to the apartment. There is an important meeting, Naoki must immediately prepare a report on the results of their meeting with clients in Jakarta.

Naoki stepped quickly, he stepped into his apartment. Naoki's eyes widened to see the scene in the living room that was so messy, pieces of tart cake splattered on the marble table in the form of objects, some items were also lying just like that on the floor. The housekeeping assistant he was working on was coming at seven o'clock, now it's only half seven. Naoki proceeded to approach a flat object with a bright yellow pikachu decoration.

"Counsel Cleo? why is it here?" ask Naoki to monologue to himself. He picked up that thing.

It was only fitting that Cleo did not reply to the message, the phone was dead. Either ran out of power or something happened to that flat object. Naoki paused for a moment, trying to guess what happened when he didn't come home last night. The man looked around, a piece of cake not far from him, with a writing of my husband that was not so clear.

"Damn ....!" as for Naoki, he was just yesterday October 10th. His birthday, Cleo must have been waiting for him all night.

It was fitting that his wife was so angry, Naoki left the woman without a message. Keep Cleo up all night. Naoki got up and rushed to the room, he had to go to the office, hoping that he could finish the job early. To catch up with Cleo.

The office.

After finishing the meeting, Naoki immediately finished the other work. He should be able to go home early, he could not contact Cleo because the wife's cell phone was on him.

"Agh ...!" Naoki ruffled his hair in frustration, his body was in front of the computer but his soul was not.

Cleo's sad face kept spinning in her brain, the shadow of a clear circle falling from Cleo's clear net made Naoki feel even more guilty. The woman must have been waiting for him expectantly, Naoki got up from the chair where he was sitting. He had to meet Cleo once.

While elsewhere.

A young woman was sitting at the edge of the pool, she was swinging her legs submerged in water alternately, her puffy eyes staring blankly straight ahead. He just sat there after he got to the house, leaving his pants wet.

Arie sighs at the sadness on his daughter's face, knowing there must be a problem with Cleo and the son-in-law, though Cleo says nothing. Arie walked over to Cleo, he placed two chamomile teas on the table that was there.

"C, change clothes. Wet that way" Arie said, gently stroking her daughter's hair.

Cleo raised her head, looking at the middle-aged woman with teary eyes.

"Ma ...," Cleo called out softly, her voice raspy.

Tears that had been trying to hold back, finally fell. The girl cried, tightly hugging her mother's legs. Arie gently stroked Cleo's hair, trying to provide calmness for Cleo.

"Why? What's the matter exactly?" arie asked softly, Cleo is not a whiny woman. Something must have happened that made him so hurt.

Instead of answering, Cleo's cries grew louder and more heartbreaking. Arie feels sorry to see Cleo like this, Arie starts to think whether her decision to marry Cleo is a mistake. But wasn't Cleo and Naoki all right, even they looked so happy. A few times Arie visited them at the apartment, and they looked good. Is all that just a charade?

After a while, Cleo finally started to calm down. Arie leads the princess to get up and sit on a chair.

"Change your clothes first yuk," Arie asked, Cleo shook her head slowly.

Arie did not insist, he took the tea and gave it to Cleo.

"Drink first, let it be quieter. My mom won't force you to tell a story. Maybe it's also mama's fault, letting you get married at this early age" Arie said with a gentle smile. However, the look on his face showed regret.

"No, Cleo is probably still a child, Ma" Cleo said. She didn't want her mom to blame herself.

"You are still a child."

"Children who can produce children" Cleo chirped.

"Is there any?"

Cleo shrugged her shoulders, she inhaled the fragrant scent of chamomile that was emanating from the cup she received. Slowly the brownish liquid he sipped, flowing warm his throat. Smiling slicedly stared at the tea in the cup he was holding.

Nining walked over to her employer.

"Madam, there's her husband Non Cleo outside" Nining said as she was near Arie.

Arie did not immediately reply, he looked at Cleo. Waiting for an answer from his daughter, Cleo put down the cup that he had just poured out.

"Why do you see Cleo?"

"Naoki's coming, do you want to see him?" ask Arie back.

"This is Mama's house, Mama deserves to receive the guests you want" Cleo replied as she got up from her seat.

"C, I think you should talk to your husband. I don't know what happened between you, but listen to him. Ok," persuade Arie.

Cleo sighed harshly, she was still angry. His heart was still wounded, in fact Cleo did not want and was not ready to meet with Naoki. However, he also did not want to see his mother worried.

"Sir Ning, get him to Cleo's room."

"Non Good." Nining immediately went ahead, as did Cleo he moved towards her room.

Naoki stood on the porch of the mansion, waiting anxiously. Although he was the son-in-law in the big money house, but at this time Naoki chose to enter after getting permission from the host.

"Really Ma'am?" asked Naoki with eyes

sparkled.

"Because dong, I lied. Velocity gih, pity you know from earlier Non Cleo cry continues."

Hearing Nining's words, Naoki felt increasingly guilty. With wide steps he entered, Naoki immediately climbed the stairs to Cleo's room located on the top floor.

Arriving at Cleo's doorstep, Naoki took a deep breath, he held his left chest trying to neutralize his nervousness. Facing Cleo who was sulking was the first time for Naoki, moreover he also did not have any experience in terms of seducing women. Slowly but surely, Naoki's hand turned the knob of the room door. Naoki stepped wide inside, the room was quiet. Just the gurgling of water was heard from the bathroom, Naoki smiled faintly. Cleo's plain body shadow that was under the air shower stub, flashed through her mind.

"Daddy .... This is not perverted time." Naoki shook his head quickly, expelling the dirty thoughts that were in his brain.

The man walked up to the bed, sitting himself in the place where he and Cleo had spent the night together. The same sweet scent, Cleo's lavender perfume. Naoki broke down, tired. He hardly slept all night away from his wife.

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Cleo stepped her foot out as she completed the ritual of bathing. His hand rubbed the long hair that was still dripping with water, footsteps as Cleo's eyes caught a familiar figure. The man curled up on the bed while tightly hugging Cleo's favorite yellow bolster.

A single smile rose on Cleo's tiny lips, that face. The face he so awaited last night, hoping that the night would pass with love and happiness. But all of that is just empty hope. Cleo's smile instantly vanished when she remembered the video that was still neatly stored on her phone, her wound back inflamed.

Cleo roughly threw the wet towel she was wearing. Naoki is the shortest, he awakens when he feels something heavy and wet on him.

"What are you doing!" naoki yelled annoyed, as his sleep was disturbed.

Naoki suddenly stood up, wanting to feel like he was cursing people who dared to disturb Naoki's rest. Cleo stood up while shaking her waist, her eyes flushed red with the corners of her eyes that had already condensed.

"Cleo," called Naoki in surprise, his anger evaporating just like that when he saw Cleo's sad face.

Not answering, Cleo breezed around to sit at the dresser. Naoki immediately jumped down from the bed, with hesitant steps he stepped closer to Cleo.

Naoki was confused as to what to say, he was so lay with something like this, seducing women, melting an angry heart. He had never had such an experience, this was his first.

Without a word, Naoki wrapped one of his hands around Cleo's shoulder, slipping her face at the base of her neck. Cleo put down the hair dryer she was about to wear, Naoki's embrace was so warm. But it also hurts.

Did he also hug the woman this semester? You spent your birthday night with another woman, and just ignored me. Is there no name in your heart?

Cleo stared at Naoki's reflection in the mirror. I want him to ask a lot of things, to the man who was spoiled on him. Where was he last night? why not contact him? Who was the woman with him in the room? What's your relationship?

I want that question Cleo asked. However, on the other hand Cleo was afraid. He was afraid of getting hurt if the truth was as he thought, Cleo still wanted to be with Naoki. Regardless of what's in the video that sent the unknown number.

Cleo convinced herself, a video or photo could have been edited on purpose. Yes, Cleo should not just believe in things she did not see with her own eyes.

My mistake? Stupid me? I just want to be with you. I don't care what you do, as long as you haven't told me you want to leave me. Let me be here, next to you.

Cleo gently rubbed Naoki's hair, staring at the shadow of her husband wistfully.

"Why didn't you come home last night?" asked Cleo gently.

Naoki was so happy to hear Cleo who was willing to ask him, let alone in such a gentle tone, as opposed to the morning when they met. Naoki, who had been busy stringing words in his heart, immediately raised his head slightly and kissed Cleo's cheek gently.

"I have to accompany my superiors to meet clients in Jakarta. I wanted to let you know, but my phone's battery is running out. I stayed at the hotel, because it was too late to go home" Naoki replied, trying to explain to Cleo about her condition last night.

"Are you angry?" ask Naoki.

Cleo just plucked her lips in annoyance, clearly she was angry. Every day was busy making birthday cakes, but her husband did not come home.

Naoki smiled, he pinched Cleo's cheek. Makes the owner grimace in pain.

"It hurts!" peeking Cleo was annoyed, as she rubbed her two reddened cheeks.

"You look worried like this."

Naoki grabbed Cleo's chin, slightly twisting it to the right until both of their lips met. Naoki gently kissed the chewy hemisphere, Cleo was not able to resist it. Once satisfied, Naoki released the link of their lips.

"Don't be angry, I didn't do it on purpose. I won't repeat it again. Sorry," Naoki said guiltily.

He rubbed Cleo's lips wet from her kiss.

"Can we celebrate now?"

Cleo frowned. "Worthy what?"

"My birthday."

"Ih ... Ogah, it's past."