CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Denying Angelica.
Bagas went home to the apartment and found the place deserted. He looked for Angel all over the room. There was no sign of her lover.
Bagas threw himself onto the sofa. He had refrained from touching Angel because of Dara this morning and now his girlfriend was not there, making Bagas feel even more uninspired.
Bagas chose to go into the bathroom and clean himself. He wanted to take a bath to calm his desire which now suddenly appeared again. After he felt quite calm, he immediately came out of the bathroom. Still with wet hair as well as a towel wrapped around his waist, Bagas searched for a cell phone.
That thing wasn't found anywhere. Bagas looked annoyed, it seemed like it was missing in his room. The sound of the apartment bell, made Bagas immediately rush to open the door. He saw the glasses girl standing there.
"Why did you come here? you're spying on me just time in the company!" Sembur Bagas's. Dara stared lazily at her superior.
"I want to do this" Dara said as she opened the bag and handed it to Bagas. "Eatya do not be careless, I am also a difficult one, where your apartment is far away." murmured Dara then he turned and was about to pass.
But Bagas quickly pulled the girl's body until she entered the apartment. Bagas immediately locked the door. Dara looked at Bagas in fear, he seemed to lose his guts. Moreover, just look at Bagas who is bare-chested and only wear a towel to cover the bottom.
Dara Runs around the living room couch, avoiding Bagas who is getting closer to her. Bagas just looked at her with a strange look. Bagas looked at Dara from top to bottom, making Dara even more trembling in fear.
"What do you want, Mr Bagas?!" Dara revolted as Bagas began to push her down onto the sofa.
The man looked at the frightened Dara with a satisfied look. He immediately jerked the oversized shirt until the buttons scattered everywhere.
Bagas opened his eyes wider when he saw two twin mountains in large size belonging to his secretary. Dara covered her chest with both hands. He then slapped Bagas' cheek hard.
"Excession!" peekik Dara's. He felt very humiliated.
Bagas just looked at her with a grin and let Dara go. He threw his thick jacket at Dara who had shed tears.
"wear! tomorrow I change your shirt." said Bagas casually.
Dara did not say one more word, she grabbed the jacket and wrapped her broken body and shirt in anger.
He immediately ran away from Bagas who was busy sipping cigarette smoke that he had just turned on. Bagas nibbled his temple back. He's a jerk. He could have done that to Dara.
Honestly, Bagas actually had no intention to harass Dara like before, he reflexes because he was holding back the desire earlier. Moreover, he was curious about Dara who always wore the big shirt.
bagas' daydream comes to a halt when he hears the sound of a high-shoe knock as well as a perfume that begins to fill his sense of smell.
Angel hugged him from behind. Surprisingly, Bagas is now even becoming lackluster. Angel made him no longer lustful like before. Finding Bagas who sculpted made Angel very upset.
"You why the hell? I'm here to take care of you." Angel. Bagas shook his hand.
"You go home, I'll go to bed."
While at a boarding house, Dara was about to clean herself into the bathroom. Bagas did not abuse more than just that, but still the man had been presumptuous to see his body.
The sound of the ringing of the mobile phone resuscitated Dara from her frustration. Her lips were slowly attracted when she saw Mom calling.
"Ibuk Assalamualaikum." Dara greeted mom with longing.
"Well, how are you, son? Oh yes, son, if you can pay your salary this month I borrow first half, Ibuk there is need to want to really motor father." Mother's voice looks weak not as usual.
"Motor Father why Buk?" ask Dara.
"That, son, yesterday I accidentally bumped into Mother Nuning's duck cage, there were five dead ducks, Mr. Nak's dented motorbike."
"Oh my God, sir, how can you hit a duck cage?" It was not sad that Dara laughed. Why the Father can be silly so, in the past the Father also fell from the motor because of sleepiness. If Dara's guess is not wrong, this must be because you are sleepy too so you can hit the neighboring duck cage.
"Happy, Dara transfer now yes the money. There's money in the buk."
"Don't, later if it's payday." Mom's quick.
"They're already paying, Buk." said Dara sumringah.
"Now so fast, son? you've only worked there two weeks."
"Yes, Buk. This is because Dara is diligent. Udah, Ibuk calm down, the bike is repaired quickly ya buk."
Dara smiled after turning off the phone. He immediately opened Mobile Banking to transfer some money. His salary had been transferred by Mr. Benjamin yesterday, he was also surprised and nominally made him round his eyes.
Dara transferred a considerable amount of money to her mother. The rest is for the cost he lives in Jakarta and half to save. Dara's desire to buy the father of the car is very big. Their property has indeed been sold for the cost of surgical removal of the mother's womb last year.
Dara buried her desire to stop working because of Bagas' treatment. He chose not to question her anymore. He will only increasingly act decisively on Bagas. No doubt, Dara needs this job. He wants to make mom and dad happy with his work.
But when he remembered the treatment of the gondrong man, Dara became upset and disappointed. He, disappointed. He really hopes, Bagas can treat him differently from the women he has enjoyed so far.
However, Dara again swallowed. He was only a trusted secretary to Mr. Benjamin, he only tried to dare to challenge Bagas so that the man could respect others. But apparently, Dara had to be more careful.
"To Dara, breathe out slowly, everything will be fine." Dara smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
He tried to forget the incident a few hours ago in the apartment of his brazen boss. Dara chose to cleanse herself and her brain with cold water.
In his own apartment, Bagas looked unsettled. He eventually went out of the apartment and chose to go to a nightclub where he used to spend money just to get drunk and have fun.