CEO'S Prince
Bullies in the Bolong Day

"Need help to take off her wedding dress?" andre whispered in Kinan's earlobe. The soft baritone sound was successful in making the fine hairs on Kinan's body stiffen immediately. Amused!

Kinan squeezed Andre's fingers, his body slightly tilted, trying to get away from the overly intimate physical contact with Andre. Moreover, from the gelagatnya, the Greek god who was still wrapped in a dark blue suit began to demand a kiss.

Aish! Already married, my helper angel still likes to sell expensive, difficult to really make it to first move first, inner Andre.

Andre did not want to release the circle of his hands, the more Kinan moved to escape from his cage, the more igniting embers Andre's fire that had been tempestuous, so hotter.

Where else to run? Your place is here. In my arms, Andre's heart. He could not wait to put his lips to Kinan's tiny lips, but it never worked. Finally Andre landed his lips to the neck of Kinan's white level first. Inhaling her fragrance perfume fragrance roses of choice and white musk, classy and soft.

It was free that a lot of behavior wanted to escape, if the Greek god sense of taste was already in action, Kinan's slender and tall body immediately froze and could no longer be controlled by his mind and heart. Kinan's body seemed welcoming and did not stop longing for the next touches.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Andre was upset. "It looks like we both have to go to the north pole for the honeymoon so that no one dares to disturb our affection. I'll cut Rendra's pay by two months. He's always been bothering me every time he's with you, Kinan."

Andre's burly hands loosened, Kinan immediately stood straight again. "Sister, please help unzip his shirt before opening the door. Kinan tried, but it didn't work out."

Andre smiled and pulled a small white iron piece that slipped on Kinan's back. Crews! A white back with a few strokes and a wide scar was plastered in front of Andre. Making Andre aware. After the honeymoon, Andre will take Kinan to the beauty doctor's clinic. Kinan had to treat the wounds on his back so that his skin was smooth and beautiful.

"I open the door! Wait for me, we're not done yet" Andre said. The embers of the fire immediately off because there is an interruption. His face also looked angry and upset.

Kinan sighed.

Luckily someone knocked on the door, otherwise, oh no! What will happen to me? inner Kinan.

Kriet's! Andre opened his room door violently. Intended to curse Rendra who had disturbed his sweet afternoon. But the one in front of her room was not Rendra. This old man is bald headed. Mr. Broto, Andre's butler.

"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Andre. Ms. Ida Ayu Komang came and wanted to meet Mr. Andre. Now Ibu Komang is waiting for Father in the living room. Are you willing to meet him?" ask Mr. Broto while sneering.

Revenge by disturbing the sweet afternoon his superior was reached, after Mr. Broto had been scolded by Miss Ariani on the phone. Because he does not know today is the wedding day of Mr. Andre and Bu Kinan.

Aish! Indeed Andre and Rendra deliberately kept everything secret from everyone in this house. If this secret is leaked before H day, Ariani and Ayu Sekar Sari could come rummaging through the wedding party.

"Tante Komang coming?" asked Andre pretending to have a surprised expression. Though in his heart, he already knew what Aunt Komang wanted to talk about when he met her. Surely Aunt Komang wants to negotiate with him. The concern of Aunt Komang to Andre's stepmother is very clearly legible. And last night, Andre had already shown the charm of his prowess. Now Andre just needs to listen to what Aunt Komang will offer in this negotiation.

"Sir Broto, please ask Aunt Komang to wait for a while patiently. I have to change clothes first" Andre said, closing the door.

Kinan forgot to bring a change of clothes to Andre's room before being asked by Rimba to enter Andre's room. Of course this is not wasted Andre. Andre took off his blue suit, a tie that strangled his neck and unbuttoned his light blue shirt one by one before walking up to the woman he already belonged to an hour ago.

"Welcome, Aunt Komang. I have to finish my business with Kinan, before discussing the affairs of Auntie," murmured Andre full of triumphant smiles.

***

In the living room of Andre's house.

Miss Komang stroked her enlarged stomach because it was too full of glasses of orange juice brought by Mr. Broto. Ms Komang also went back and forth three times to the toilet to urinate.

"I've been waiting for Andre here for two hours, why hasn't Andre come down to see me?" ask Bu Komang to Mr. Broto who again brought a glass of orange juice with a plate of fresh fruit.

"Sorry, Miss Komang. I also knocked on Mr. Andre's door twice before I came here. But there was no answer at all from inside Mr. Andre's room. I'm just the butler in this house, ma'am. I have no right to force Mr. Andre to open the door of his room and ask him to come down to see Mom immediately. Please be patient, Mom. Maybe Mr. Andre has other business," said Mr. Broto who was also upset had many times up and down the stairs.

It turns out that Andre is much smarter than Mr. Broto. He did not want to lose a second after successfully proposing to the girl of his dreams. Enjoyed first dong, the sweetness of honey offered by Kinan. Especially if it is valid before God and the law.

Mumpung his little son is busy playing online games with Rendra. Andre should also enjoy his time together with Kinan.

Miss Komang grumbled in annoyance. His hands again took a glass of cold orange juice that Mr. Broto brought. To relieve his anger that continues to grow. "Okay, I'll wait another ten minutes. If Andre doesn't come down to see me, I'd like to go home. Please give me a piece of paper and a pen, I'll write something for Andre."

"good. Let me get you a minute, Mom." Mr. Broto immediately took the notes and pen on the writing table near the living room. Then give it to Bu Komang.

Bu Komang grunts. He quickly wrote dinner invitations on a piece of paper. Fold it neatly before giving it to Mr. Broto.

"Do you need anything else?" ask Mr. Broto.

Ms. Komang shook her head. "No need to take me out. I know a way out of this house. Just send the letter to Andre. You can go."

"Good, Mom. Then I say goodbye first. There's a lot of work I have to do in the back" Broto said.

Mr. Broto stepped away from Ms. Komang. Bringing a letter from Bu Komang. Arriving in the dining room whose position is hidden, invisible from the direction of the living room, Mr. Broto opened a letter written by Bu Komang.

"Of ordinary dinner invitations. It doesn't seem like anything special. I don't need to report it to Miss Ariani. He will definitely come back to scold me. Instead of dizziness diomelin just, it is better not to be told ah," muttered Mr. Broto.