CEO's Basket Satisfier
Season 2: Jealousy of Yoga

Yoga is still waiting in front of the company building. He had been there an hour ago to pick up his wife. When one by one the employees came home, he had not seen his wife come out. Until the lights in the upper area of the company have been turned off, the intention is not to go out.

Ira's remarks during the office made her even more suspicious that the wife was hiding something. It could be that Citra is indeed in a special relationship with other men there.

The impatient wait made Yoga finally decide to get out of the car. He would ask the security officer who appeared to be standing guard in front of the lobby.

How surprised he was when he arrived at the lobby area, he saw his wife walking next to a man. From the way the dress can be guessed if the man has a high position in the company.

Rumors of jealousy began to fill his chest. Yoga clenched his hands watching his wife with another handsome-looking man who was cooler than him. He thinks Ira's right, his wife's overtime because of the man.

"Yoga Mas!" She was shocked to see her husband there. He thought Yoga could not pick him up because it had to be overtime as well. Apparently, the husband was already at the lobby door to pick her up. In a hurry, she hastened her steps toward her husband.

"Say Mas can not pick up," said Citra. She was shocked and happy to be picked up by her husband.

Yoga gave a cold look to Hendry. He did not accept his wife being close to another man.

"Let's go home now!" take Yoga.

"Sir, I go home first" Citra told Hendry.

Hendry just nodded. This is the first time I met my husband. Finally he knew what kind of lucky man who could be a companion Citra.

There was a bit of disappointment in his heart, why they were met when they were both married. He thought he would never be able to meet with Citra again after graduating High School. It turns out that they were reunited in conditions that were not possible to be together.

Can not be denied, Hendry never had a sense of Citra during High School. The attractive, slightly brave woman has been stealing her attention since the beginning of student orientation.

Back to meet Citra as if to make the spirit of his life back. He who is experiencing household problems can forget for a moment the burden of his mind every time he succeeded in judging Citra.

Indeed, every time Citra met her desire to disturb him grew. It seems to be back in the good High School.

He has often shown interest in Citra, but it seems that the woman only considers what she is doing as a bully. The image hates him, both past and present.

Citra occasionally looked at her husband who was focusing on driving. Yoga was angry with him. The husband did not ask her to speak a word. The journey they went through was filled with silence.

Until they got home, Yoga didn't say a word. There was nothing Citra could do but follow her husband into the room.

"Maas ...."

"Who is that guy?"

Not finished Citra speaking, Yoga has first raised questions that direction can be read to where.

"He's the new manager in the office I told you about, Mas," Citra replied honestly.

Yoga does not just trust his wife. "What are you two doing in a dark office till late at night?"

It is clear that Yoga is jealous. He suspects the wife of doing something indecent with her boss in the office.

"You're still working after everyone else gets home? What job? Satisfying your handsome boss, huh!" Yoga speaks with a high tone of voice.

The image was deeply shocked by the accusations that Yoga gave. She did not expect her husband to have such bad thoughts about her.

"Don't because of this you don't want to quit your job. It must be nice to have a boss as handsome as him. Before you go home, you give him rations first?"

Plaque!

Image cannot stand the utterance of Yoga. She slapped her own husband to stop talking badly about him. "I told you that office work is a lot, Mom! You can accuse me like that!" The image does not receive maligned something that it does not do. Let alone having the intention to be close to Hendry, a workspace with the man alone he was lazy.

Yoga held onto his cheek which the wife slapped. "An hour I'm waiting for you there. When the other employees have gone home, why are you still inside with your boss alone? Who knows what you're doing."

"I swear I have nothing to do with Mr. Hendry, Mas! I'm just doing my job."

"Everyone can say whatever they want to cover up a lie. How long have you been betraying me?" Yoga looked at Citra with anger. He continued forward as if he wanted to finish off his own wife.

"I swear, I've never done anything out there, Mom!" The image rewinds the steps. She was terrified to see her husband's face turn scary.

"Don't lie!" bentak Yoga. You must have used your barrenness to tempt other men. You know that you won't be able to get pregnant so you can be free to be a bed-complete man out there, right?"

The accusations of Yoga have been outrageous. Image to cry so much heartache hear the words Yoga. "I never do what you accuse, Mas ...." Citra said as she shed tears.

"Partner, I allow you work to please your heart, not to play with the fire with other men out there. I'm really disappointed in you."

"Why can this wife I love so much behave like a cheap woman out there?"

The image shook his head, rejecting all charges leveled against him.

Yoga forcibly unwrapped Citra's clothes. "I wonder where that guy touched you. She must be so happy to be free to get her seeds out in your womb. You're a barren woman, you can't have children."

Yoga keeps on spouting hurtful words. The image is speechless. He could only sob let the husband check his own body so that the man was satisfied.

"So how many times did you do it before you came home? What if I don't come you guys will continue until morning?" tanya Yoga cynical. He was increasingly upset because Citra did not answer him, instead crying. He will not be provoked by crocodile tears released by his wife.

Yoga stripped one by one of the clothes that Citra wore with emotional feeling. He researched carefully looking for traces that other men might have left on his wife's body. However, he found nothing. It could be that the man was very careful not to get caught so as not to leave a mark.

He was not satisfied until he continued to check the most privacy of his wife. The place would not be able to lie if there was a man who had touched his wife. Apparently, the assumption is wrong. The place he touched felt dry.

Instantly he realized if he had been outrageous to Citra. "Bandah! After that, go straight to sleep!" yoga Command.

Without apologizing or saying anything else, Yoga came out just leaving the image that he had te.lan.jangi.

The image is crying more and more while curled leaning against the wall. She was very disappointed with what her husband had done to her.