CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Dinner and Stay in Bandung

The trip to Bandung today was welcomed by Bagas with the spirit of 45. Dara who saw that became strange herself. But he tried to get rid of those strange thoughts by busying himself checking the files he was carrying.

"Pak Bagas, after a visit to the company branch in Bandung, we immediately went home right?" dara asked after she finished checking the file.

"Well, did you forget our covenant?" ask Bagasbalah.

"What agreement anyway? I am confused, you from yesterday did not stop telling me about the agreement." Dara fixed her glasses.

"Lo must have pretended to forget so you could run away again, right? I can't, anyway according to my plan you should be obedient!" replying Bagas further makes Dara confused.

"Sir Bagas since we got married, you've been like a lash. I got scared." muttered Dara as she continued to look at her husband.

"Eh Betty Lapea, if you go on, I really can be too late! you have already been diem. Anyway nurut same me, big reward lo nurut same man." namel Bagas.

Dara turned her face, lazy she served Bagas who today either satan whatever. He chose to close his eyes, because the trip to Bandung is still quite long.

Bagas silently watched Dara who was already asleep. There was a line of smiles on the lips of the handsome man. Her wild fantasies begin to play, imagining Dara making out with her in the car, like one of the scenes in an adult video she has seen.

Bagas shook his head. He soon gets rid of the mischievous thoughts that begin to rule the brain and Jeki who starts to wake up again.

"Damn it!" Bagas hit the steering wheel, staring at the sleeping Dara with an annoyed look as well.

Bagas refocused himself driving with Dara still asleep. At least, the sooner they arrive, the sooner Jeki will meet Nyai.

About three hours both arrived. Bagas looked at Dara who was fixing her glasses and her hair. Today, Dara does not carry a hairband as usual so her hair is free to decompose as they enter the company branch.

In the eyes of Bagas Dara so sexy even though he was wearing a shirt that is as big as usual. Bagas so out of focus during meetings and when explaining in front of the employees in the room.

"Sir Bagas, do you need anything right now?" ask a manager at that company which means is his subordinate as well.

"Ayeah, can you get me a watermelon right now?"

Dara who was staring at the projector so gawking. Why her husband now so love to eat watermelon, and ask to be brought watermelon when the meeting is going on anyway. It becomes a frown.

The staff manager immediately contacted the canteen officer to provide what Bagas wanted as quickly as possible.

Bagas smiled as the fruit came. He immediately took a comfortable sitting position and enjoyed the diced watermelon while the manager replaced his task of explaining the contents of today's meeting materials.

Finished from a visit to the branch of the company, Bagas invited Dara to eat in a simple restaurant. Bagas does prefer such a place than a fancy restaurant.

"Sir, are we going to do anything?" ask Dara on Bagas who is busy eating fried chicken.

"Because, you don't have to call me that anyway, it's outside the office too. I feel like I'm your father." said Bagas who had been waiting for Dara to call him "mas".

"Yes, I still don't feel good, sir, uh Mas."

"Well, that's dong. Makep kan lo if so." praise Bagas while continuing to eat, Dara already felt blushed praised so by Bagas.

"Tonight I want to take you somewhere."

"Where?" asked Dara while frowning.

"There was. Just follow anyway. I'm also ready for your clothes."

Dara nodded and went back to eating. He ate until he finished, making Bagas smile.

After finishing eating, the two continued their journey to the nearest inn.

"Mas, find a regular inn. I don't like luxury hotels that way." said Dara while playing the phone.

"Why? let it taste good." said Bagas.

"Don't like it, Mom."

"Yes, it's up to you."

Dara smiled happily. They arrived at a simple inn made of solid wood. On each pole there are decorative lights add a comfortable impression.

"Mbak, order the biggest and most complete one room" Bagas told the receptionist.

"I'm sorry sir, couples are not husband and wife should not be one room" said the recipeionist sounds so annoying in the ears of Jeki who has been fasting for more than one month.

"We are husband and wife Kok Mbak." said Bagas quickly.

"Can you show me your Mom and Dad's ID cards?"

Bagas shows the identity card that has not changed that status. So did Dara.

"It is." The receptionist smiled triumphantly.

"Subah Ma'am, I'm the same husband and wife. Do what I lie. Ra, you help explain dong." urged Bagas on Dara who even looks very grateful about it.

"I'm sorry sir, because you can't show me evidence so I was forced to give you two different rooms." The receptionist cupped both palms together as an apology.

"Yes how the hell Mbak, do not meet Jeki Nyai Nyai if this. Please ma'am, dibisain that I tar love more money." Bagas tried to change the woman's stance.

"Sorry sir, you can't."

Bagas sniffed in annoyance. He turned his eyes to Dara who had been giggling amused since then.

Bagas accepted both keys in annoyance. But, he would certainly not run out of sense. However, Jeki and Nyai must soon be reunited. Can't not!

"Nih lo key, this lo shirt. At seven o'clock I'm waiting for you here. Beautiful Dandan, don't embarrass me." Bagas handed over all the goods to Dara who immediately received them.

"Yes, thank you, Mas Bagas. I go in first, Mas." sneered Dara and then went into his room leaving Bagas who was upset half to death.

"Lord, this time I just ask you to make Betty Lapea forget the door. Please please help me with this handsome." Bagas muttered softly before entering his own room.

Dara pegs her appearance in the mirror. He was a bit hesitant to step out because his appearance changed considerably when he wore a long dress that turned out to be a black press body.

"What the hell did you do to give this shirt to me?" Dara muttered in annoyance as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. He took a natural appearance but looked graceful and elegant repeatedly. Thin make up also with beautiful strung hair further beautify her.

"I'm being stubborn." Dara muttered again. He wanted to put his glasses down, but he said. Then he used that thing again.

Tok tok tok tok

The door to his room was knocked.

"Because, it's a long time." The annoying voice of the gondrong crocodile made Dara immediately step towards the door.

He took a breath and opened the door slowly. Bagas looked at him. Like there was an emoticon lope lope in his eyes.

"Mas, weird huh? oh. I'll change my clothes." Dara immediately turned around but Bagas held back his steps.

"No, you're beautiful. Let's go." He reached out his hand asking Dara to welcome him.

"Where are we?" dara asked as she continued to squash Bagas' arm.

Bagas so dag dig erratic dug.

"Eehhmmmm, to the pharmacy." said Bagas.

"Gapain to the pharmacy wear nice clothes like this?"

G**ue want to buy stimulants ! bagas said only in the heart.

"Lagain lo bawel really, have come." said Bagas. Dara is back again.

"Just like this you are!"

During the journey to the destination either Dara or Bagas so equally silent. However, Dara gave a stifled strangle as they arrived. Is Bagas really asking her out tonight?

Dara passed the courtyard of a restaurant that Bagas had rented to them with a look of admiration. How not to be amazed, the road to their table is full of sprinkling red rose petals as well as neatly arranged candles. Looks like Bagas has prepared all this.

"Mas??" Dara asked for an explanation.

"Let's sit down." take Bagas with a smile.

"It really?"

"What lies did I bring you here anyway?"

"Thank you, Mom. Well, I've only been taught this once." Dara squealed happily.

"The same girlfriend you never had?"

"I've never dated, Mom." Dara bowed shyly, but in the view of Bagas kok so cute?

"I was the first?" asked Bagas, Dara nodded.

Their food arrived, the waiter also poured a special drink for the two. Dara ate quietly while Bagas did not let go of his gaze for a second.

"Why Mas? I'm so embarrassed to see that." said Dara.

"Ra, please this time you know me. I want to talk about this now."

"About what? job problems?" guess Dara.

"No, it's about both of us. About you same me." Bagas stopped his sentence for a moment. He's getting nervous. " Ra, you don't know if the couple must do anything?"

"Yes masakin husband, settle the house." said Dara

"Other than that?"

"Ehmmm... layanin husband in.. ehhmmmm in... has Mas Bagas why discuss this?" Dara tried to avoid that sensitive discussion.

"In bed. I need it Ra." Bagas said seriously. Dara looked away, but he looked back at Bagas as Bagas grabbed his hands and clasped his fingers.

"Mas Bagas..."

"Bec... Please."

"No, I'm sorry, I can't."

Dara suddenly stood up, leaving Bagas also a romantic atmosphere that he had prepared, Dara left in a taxi.

Bagas kicked the rock in annoyance then as quickly as possible following Dara who had darted with the taxi driver.