Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 29: The woman in red.

Unlike usual Royyan and Almira go home simultaneously. Just now Almira arrived at his house and just one step into his house, before long the sound of a car back parked in the yard of the big house. Soon he turned his face to see who was coming, but he actually knew very well who it was. Because the house is as big and luxurious as it is very closed, another possibility that can visit his house is Adrian.

"Tumben came home," asked Almira turned her head and fell silent at the doorway.

"You who came home at night" Royyan said, embracing his wife and dragging her into the house.

"Eh what the hell, do not need to be familiar snobs use embrace everything."Almira immediately brushed off Royyan's hand that was hanging on his shoulder.

Immediately Almira ran away from Royyan and climbed the long stairs, while Royyan who was behind him rolled up his smile as he followed Almira who continued to run on the stairs. With a gontai Royyan step into his room after Almira arrived first, and now his wife is already in the room to clean her body or even soak.

Almira likes soaking in the bathroom at night, the sunyinya of the night makes herself calmer to indulge in water and soap. Royyan covered the door of his study, dived into it, stepped closer to the table that had several maps and a computer and laptop on it.

Then Royyan dropped his body on the swivel chair while slipping his hand into the pocket of the suit to pick up the annoying piece of paper again. It's still the same thing, about the murder that I don't know what it means.

Gua is increasingly convinced that these letters are from Dirta. The death that I died always came out of his mouth. In two weeks the cave will go to Bali to monitor the event, the cave will find him there.

His heart strengthened the belief that the author of the letter was Dirta, his friend first. Royyan never removed Dirta from his friendship list, only now Dirta is not his best friend whom he once knew. Since love and women have all gone awry, not only chaotic but already difficult to put together again, some chips are scattered to which part of the earth.

He squeezed the paper in his grasp until it had no appearance anymore, the thick brownish paper already had no self-esteem anymore as Royyan immediately hit him with her bare feet until the paper was completely destroyed.

Not long after that, a phone call came into his phone. Without waiting any longer Royyan immediately rushed to pick up the phone, where the phone was in the pocket of the suit he was wearing at this time, while picking up Royyan's phone stood up from the chair and facing the window glass in his study, a large glass equipped with bulletproof.

"What news is it?"royyan asked someone who called him.

"Pak Dirta roamed Jakarta and Bali, his family owned at least seven major restaurants in Indonesia and Japan, two in Japan and five in Indonesia, precisely in west Jakarta, Bandung, Indonesia, Bali and Yogyakarta. And the Dirta pak restaurant in Bali happened to hold a cooperation with the summer camp event," it was clear the length of the person.

The corner knot of Royyan's lips rose, "Good, so now Dirta is in Bali?"royyan asked his gaze to the black space out there, the sky without stars or the moon.

"Yes sir. Mr. Dirta made sure it was in Bali, yesterday afternoon he flew to Bali."

"Watch on, and find out one of the biggest restaurants of his parents' company, which made his pillar," said Royyan, who then placed one hand on his waist.

"Ready sir."

Phone call is over. And at that time Almira also entered the room Royyan who was still wearing his kimono towel with a small towel attached to the top of his head. Without knocking on the door first.

"Sir ..." - cried Almira called her husband.

Suddenly Royyan blinked in great aghast, which made him immediately turn to look at Almira after he sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, then he rubbed his chest.

"Can you knock first?"said Royyan with his heavy voice that was getting opiate in Almira's ear.

"Ups, sorry .."reply Almira while covering her mouth with the fingers of her hands.

"Jude, why?"Royyan sauntered into his chair and sat there, as he dropped his eyes at Almira's feet and dragged her back to her face.

"I want to say something important" said Almira as she stepped closer to Royyan.

The little-eyed man gulped down his rough saliva, his heart feeling disheveled. Seeing Almira wearing only a towel made her soul feel called. His maleness was suddenly filled, as soon as he turned his chair and turned his back to his wife to dismiss all his thoughts that he could not stand anymore.

"Pake a shirt first, and then you say."

Seeing her husband suddenly turn around behind her makes Almira upset and also feel hurt, even he raises annoying thoughts, he said, he assumes that the husband really does not love him so Royyan does not want to approach him.

"That ah males, bodo very, whatever."Almira spun out of Royyan's study with a feeling of annoyance and heartache, even shaking her feet and closing the door hard.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming made Royyan lean his head on the chair he was sitting on, and the two arms were interlocked on his stomach, he shook the chair back and permeated the wind that entered into the pores of his face that was barely visible.

Don't get angry often, you remember that night, I can't help it.

Outside, Almira who was jerking her legs was irritated, dragging her steps into the room that kept all her clothes with her husband. He snorted in annoyance, throwing his annoyance through the roar of his breath that came out violently, then he also ruffled his waist in front of a row of dresses and many more clothes while opposite him was Royyan wardrobe that was not less than Almira's.

"What the hell try, yesterday I nyium, now .. I approached using the show malingin all face, really nyebelin anyway," grumbled Almira with a boiling level. "Indeed why the hell, I use a towel is not naked, it is impossible kak Royyan was as easy as it was shaken his faith," he still grumbled.

After satisfied chattering Almira immediately grabbed her nightshirt, her first choice was a pair of shorts and a shirt with one rope on her shoulder, she brought it down and looked at it deeply, deeply, after a few seconds Almira dive into his pajamas, then he shook his head and immediately returned his pajamas. And switch to the second option, namely, pajamas with long sleeves and long pants.

At the same time, Royyan and Almira came out of his room earlier. Royyan who has released his suit and shirt, which means Royyan was bare-chested as usual. While Almira had finished changing her clothes, and immediately shuffled to her bed without caring about the husband who was nearby.

"I don't know, I forgot." - Almira said as she drowned her face in the blanket.

"Yaudah." replied Royyan indifferently.

But in fact Royyan was not as he had drawn on his face, deep within his inner dam he was very worried about whatever happened to Almira, however he married the woman he wanted, she said, although his love was not as clear as it was now.

Royyan stepped forward into the bathroom hallway and rushed into it, inside the bathroom Royyan did not intend to take a shower, he snuck his pants pocket and took the phone. Then he looks for his man to keep an eye on Almira all day outside.

"What happened to my wife?"royyan asked firmly, he hoped that this man could provide an answer that explained Almira's current condition.

"No sir, Miss Almira just goes to the boutique and works all day in the boutique, I don't see the lady out of her boutique until she goes out to go home" she explained.

"Whether anyone has come to see my wife" asked Royyan, who was still hesitant about the reports of his men today.

"As usual, only Ms. Manda visits Ms. Almira, Miss Manda always comes to the boutique every day to see Ms. Almira, and I can't listen to their conversation indoors,"he said again to confirm his testimony.

"okay."

Royyan immediately turned off his phone call, before long Royyan came back out of the bathroom walking again to the middle of his room to see Almira. And now the woman who was overwhelmed with annoyance had fallen asleep while holding her cellphone, in the position of her body sitting on the floor while her head leaned and fell asleep on the shore of her bed, her long hair was beautifully unraveled until part of her face was covered by her hair.

"Why not sleep directly in bed anyway" grumbled Royyan as he stepped up to approach Almira.

Arriving near Almira, Royyan immediately lowered his body with one leg on his knees while one leg rested firmly, slowly he wrapped one hand on Almira's waist while the other hand walked to the back of the nape of his knee, then he lifted the body of his wife who was already on his sturdy arm, he walked up and climbed into the bed and dropped the body of Almira gently, after which he covered the wife with a full blanket.

"Little angry boy," whispered Royyan who then gave her a faint smile.

While Almira's hand hanging from Royyan's neck, suddenly pulled her down and brought her face closer to the beautiful face of Almira, even her lips stood just above the lips of Almira which was only a centimeter away. The little-eyed man widened his eyeballs in surprise and he immediately strengthened his hands to keep himself from falling over and kissing Almira again.

He wanted to feel it again, the first kiss of the night was so beautiful. Until it feels opium and wants to repeat it continuously, or if allowed it feels like he wants to feel that voluptuous touch every morning and night. But Royyan didn't want to do it without his wife's knowledge. Having it with each other is a wonderful pleasure in itself.

"Sister Royyan is evil .. If you don't like me, why did you kiss me that night ..."liirih Almira mumbled as she pulled Royyan's neck deeper into her arms.

The pull grew stronger, Royyan immediately turned his face away and finally hugged his wife. Letting his wife hold him tightly. "You asked for it" Royyan whispered in Almira's ear.

Suddenly, Almira's hardened approach began to weaken and detach. At that time Royyan immediately moved away and stood beside his bed while ruffled his waist and entered the face of the wife inside. Gradually his tongue stretched out and licked his own lips, coinciding with his eyes that permeated Almira's pretty lips.

Damnit damnit! The cave has to be pulled out of here.

His maleness again penetrated so that it shook his heart, without waiting again Royyan paddled his feet out of the room and moved to the second room which was opposite the door of the main room. He hurriedly entered the room, and locked the door tightly. Then he throws his body into the bed and covers his body so that nothing can be seen but his fingers are stretched out upwards.

Royya! Conscious! Don't do that without your wife's consent.

His mind again chattered and affirmed his soul not to do so.

...***...

Under the clear sky and white clouds that seemed far apart and the sun that radiated its prowess, Royyan's Rain Corporation company, which soared to the ground, seemed to be in a state of turmoil. The entire employee was in a hurry, not a single person was not running inside the building, only the receptionist section remained sitting in place, but his fingers were running around on the laptop.

Right at 09:00 wib, a woman entered the company area in her fashionable clothes, a beautiful woman in sunglasses in her sex dress showing her smooth chest, there was only one rope wrapped around her shoulders, she said, while the tailed dress up to her eyes occasionally blown by the passing wind. She styled her face with perfect makeup, her lips red and her dark blonde hair wavy beautifully.

"Excuse me .. May I meet the head of this company, Royyan D'Caprio Alzaro," asked the beautiful woman as a professional model as she leaned against the high table in front of the receptionist.

The neat-looking woman in front of him looked up and stopped her work and stood up while displaying her sweetest smile to welcome all the guests who visited the company.

"Has the lady made an appointment with Mr. Royyan, please excuse me?"he asked as he clenched his hands together and raised them in front of his chest, "Sir Royyan can't carelessly meet someone," he said politely, and he was completely captivated by the curves of the woman's body before him.

"Oh that's right, I haven't made an appointment with her." the woman shook her head and instantly her face became grim.

"With whose lady?"ask the receptionist again.

"I ..."

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