CEO's Dream Cully
There's Indications

The Lyra eyes are spoiled by Amsterdam's water transport scene. He did not tire of his lie amazed at the ripples of water waves that passed by various boats.

The latitude is not much different, the taste of the masculine man is also the same as Lyra. Since childhood, Lintang always look for water whenever his mind is tangled. Whether it is a river, a beach, or a lake, it is important that nature has its water.

"That's very beautiful, Mas. Very beautiful!" yell Lyra cheerful.

"Yes, honey. Very comfortable in the heart, "Lintang breathes the air deeply.

"What's so beautiful?!. The river is just as beautiful. In my village there is also a river of the same boat.." Yosi's head for a week tired of joking at the taste of his antique boss.

In one week of honeymoon, almost every morning and evening they have to escort the duo boss, just to see the river.

"Here, don't complain too much. Go to the cake river, go to the cake WC, go to the cake pad, go to cake freefall, it's up to our boss. Our job is to keep!" deo's reprimand dampened the boredom of his troops.

"Metong dong if freefall?!, hehe.." Damar goes nimbrung.

"That's just a supposition. The luwes dong. It's a kayak kanebo!" Mukidi joined the chat.

The six poisonous men were chatting and enjoying the Expresso in front of a tavern while monitoring Lintang and Lyra.

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Lyra captured her beautiful moments with Lintang in various photos. With the intention of heating up, Lyra sent a photo to Linda who was replacing her position at headquarters.

"Marriage school so we can date halal like us!" this is the caption that Lyra pinned when sending photos to Linda.

"His beauty. I want to do you ah. How to get married, Neng. You guys always give this kind of shitty work away. 🤬 Can-can I until old is still single in front of this table!" Linda sent an emoticon of swearing vows to Lyra.

"That's dong, honey. Romantic ones. The more romantic, the more flat the baby dough becomes." Not a reply to a message from Linda received by Lyra, it was Rani's message that surprised Lyra.

"Woy jin's nursing desk waiter, you sent the picture to Mama Rani?!" lyra's scolding.

"Basar the hijab monkey. It's good to say. I'm just sending it to Brother Vian!" object Linda did not accept.

"Podo bae aka sami mawon aka sama aja, Dodol. You forgot that Alvian is their nephew?!" Lyra immediately ended the chat before she got more and more cocky.

"Why, Mas?" Lyra curious.

"How about after this we go shopping to the mall?" latitude leads to a large building not far from the river.

"What are you looking for? a shirt? we've had a lot, Mass!" Lyra does not want to be invited to do waste.

"Yes, but special clothes.." Latitude smiles meaningfully.

"Special?. Ohh Mas Lintang want to buy them uniforms or special clothes?" lyra's face turned to Deo Cs.

"Yee not!!"

"Well, continues??"

"Special clothes are commonly called berdaster troops as official clothes."

"Steel clothes?. That PNS?" Lyra still doesn't understand what her husband means.

"Transparent clothes, lacy, stocking it. Which makes your chocochip look up for dysentery. You'll wear it right in the room." Bright Latitude is like a kegel gymnastics instructor.

"Ish engga!. I'm ashamed to know!" Lyra shook her head quickly.

"Who is the same?. It's just the two of us in the room!"

"Just shame, shame, shame!" lyra's face immediately blushed red.

"Funny husband, how embarrassed?. Turn and all-out, clothes stand out everywhere when outside the house and please the eyes of many men are not embarrassed?" sindir Lintang, not for Lyra, but for readers who feel alone.

"Yes that's not it, Mom. But this is no indication." Lyra glanced towards the latitude.

"What indications?" Confused latitude.

"The rumination indication is behind an advice!" The latitude closed its ears upon hearing Lyra's words.

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