CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Shy Meong

Waking up the next morning, Dara finds the bed where she slept last night just to be herself. Bagas went nowhere. Dara hurriedly scooped up the blanket as she looked at her already innocent body. His eyes also caught red patches on the white sheets he slept on last night.

"Well, my ex-virgin is now." siss Dara rather unwillingly. But considering her love for Bagas last night, so make her smile herself.

Dara dragged her body, took a neatly folded towel over the nightstand and went into the bathroom. When she was already busy with water, Dara faintly heard the door of the inn room open. Dara hastily locked the bathroom door, because she knew, crocodile gondrong can enter at any time as good as udel.

"Yeahhhh, Dara. How locked is it?" Long live new crocodiles are also in cincinn.

"I'm tar again done, Mas." Dara screamed from the bathroom. Oath for anything at this time Dara is not ready to see Jeki again.

"Lo cheat, uh you. Though I've been shadowing us shower together like a romantic movie as late as I watch." reply Bagas half yell anyway.

From inside the bathroom, Dara so giggled amused. He did not want to mengubris guyonan mature husband gondrongnya it first. It was still morning and Dara was not ready to see Jeki again at this time.

Out of the bathroom, wearing only a white towel, Bagas looked at Dara while bristling. The vow to have a sexy wife is like marrying angelina joli. At least that is the parable of Bagas today. He is the crocodile gondrong of Brad Pitt. Bagas smiled proudly while looking at the mirror. But then he remembered Jordi, a rather ignorant parrot. A rare species that likes to mock Bagas.

"Waw, I look like a white-horned angel." said Bagas sillyly as Dara was busy brushing her half-wet hair. There was a slow motion scene again at this moment. Dara makes Bagas dizzy. Why is this perverted soul always thrashing every time I see it, Lord? He complains in his heart.

"Mas. Please take it." said Dara while approaching her husband who was still stunned.

"Next his device, Ra?" ask Bagas bego. Dara immediately approached her husband again and a little tiptoe she whispered, making the below so painful again.

"Yes, take the red one." Dara returned to her place, with her face already blushing as bright as the object to be taken in a similar color.

Bagas immediately did his wife's order. He walked with a sumringah, then took Dara's shirt and her knee-length skirt. When he came out of Dara's room, the waiter of the place looked astonished to see Bagas come out with a girl's shirt.

"Lho, Mas, it's not husband and wife can not be one room, Mas can be reported." intercept the waiter made Bagas careless.

"Alright report, all for the news of the event I have been mengawawanin the residents of the next room as well, the evidence is in my bedroom bed sheet." said Bagas with annoyance.

The waiter just stared at the handsome guest while shaking his head.

"I have to find a smart man to neutralize this inn. For we have failed, this place has been tainted." The soft-boned male servant muttered to himself. Bagas only snorted in annoyance and went back to his room where Betty Lapea was waiting for her clothes.

"I think ghosts should neutralize everything." Bagas ngedumel himself.

"Why the hell, bete?" ask Dara.

"They don't believe we're husband and wife. Did I point out that tarnished bed sheet as proof?" sahut Bagas while pointing at the bed sheet with the blood stain. Dara just turned her face away, she became ashamed of herself when she remembered last night.

Bagas who saw Dara's face turned red so he wanted to tease her again.

"Wear that shirt over there, you want us to do it again?" Bagas approached, making Dara retreat a moment.

"Ih, you can't do anything not pervert a day." said Dara annoyed.

"Can't, Ra. I was destined to preserve this excess."

"Udah chronic level, Ra. Especially if you see you're like that semester."

The words of Bagas successfully made Dara embarrassed half to death. He hastened the movement of wearing clothes, before Bagas and Jeki and Nyai compact lost control. Could serious!

"Mas Bagas, don't talk about it dong." Dara quickly.

Bagas rushed over to Dara who was fully dressed. He hugged Dara from behind making Dara not warty.

"Udah kayak semalem kok still shy meow anyway?" whispered Bagas right in Dara's ear, making Dara so amused and painful at the same time.

"I'm new, Mom, like that. When do you not understand?" sahut Dara made Bagas smile at her.

"Ngerti. So now we're going home, huh?"

"I'm a laper, want to eat first." Dara replied honestly.

"Oh yes, laper because of the semalem dry?" tease Bagas again. Dara immediately lowered her head, timid but willing.

"Let's cry Mas, I can tremble if you eat late" said Dara again trying to divert the conversation.

Bagas nodded then let go of his embrace. He took Dara by the arm, they will check out this morning also after breakfast.

Bagas himself had taken a bath before Dara woke up, he was indeed relaxing outside the room but once he heard the sound of water he hurriedly entered and unfortunately Dara locked the bathroom door.

Failed a battle this morning. But, Bagas was feeling happy at this moment. Either because he and Dara had made love last night or because they were both aware of their feelings.

The marriage was not as bad as he imagined, as if his wife Dara was fun. Inner Bagas.

"I have a birthday in three months" Bagas told Dara as they ate breakfast at a simple food stall not far from the inn.

"What do you want?" dara asked after swallowing her food.

"You want to be like Him ajalah." said Bagas meaningfully.

"Oh, you're such a pervert."

"Yes, same pervert wife herself time can't be Betty!" Bagas throws a tissue in Dara's face, making Dara retaliate by doing the same.

"Based on a gondrong crocodile!" his Dara was upset. Bagas just laughed to see it.

"I'll take you to the office first, but I have needs outside. An hour from that I returned." said Bagas, Dara only beards.

"Can't be late from an hour ya." the typical fierce fashion secretary trust papa out again make Bagas so keki.

It turns out that even though it is friendly, Dara is still the secretary who will manage her work hours Bagas firmly. Bagas only scratched his head that did not itch. Risk bini as well as secretary ya gini. I've just given up Jek, for Nyai's sake is also this.