Dream Womb

Dream Womb
Misses


Pov Haris's.


The good news came too. I can't wait to see Keisya again. Ever since the invitation to meet again at a place I sent, Keisya had retorted hesitantly. Our meeting felt impossible because she did not know how to get out of her house, without her husband's permission.


I had already imagined, Keisya would definitely be very frightened to face her arrogant husband. Especially to ask permission to leave the house for reasons that are not yet clear. Of course this will be very dangerous for the household, but how else? I miss him too. It has been a long time since our last meeting.


Last night almost 01:00 in the morning, I unexpectedly sent Keisya a message that made me unable to sleep after reading it.


Keisya reported there will be a two-day event in Bandung. Finally, the wait was sweet. Of course I won't miss that chance. I will be the first to give her support, appreciate her achievements, because I know Keisya really wants to be a teacher again after so long she is unemployed and chose to be a housewife only. It must be a boring activity.


In the morning at breakfast, I told Diana that I was going on a Saturday-Sunday trip.


“Why so suddenly, Haris? You do not usually take a sudden trip like this. Saturday-Sunday again. You know, right, Saturday and Sunday it's our schedule according to the advice of the obstetrician?” diana protests.


So neat is the schedule that he arranged to have sex after participating in the pregnancy program. Especially when you are in fertile days. It's my job to follow that schedule without asking too many questions. Everything was arranged Diana.


“Yes, how are you going again? His name is the job of the superior. Actually that should go friend, but he's sick. His wife reported to the office. Yes, would not want me to change because the boss who pointed.”


“Why should you, anyway? There are other employees. I waited a long time, the fertile period was not long. We have agreed Saturday Sunday, can not be contested.”


“Ya already if you can't, just accept it. This year maybe I can not promotion,” answered me berkilah.


“Loh, what, so? Haris, the promotion of the position is very important for you. Cook from the past until now you remain a regular Consultant? No, dong. Download if there is a promotion.”


“Yes, how else? Boss, right, prefers to pick a helpful guy. Whenever asked to be ready. If I refuse this, it will definitely affect the performance appraisal of the employees. It's nothing, I don't have to go. The important thing is that you are happy,” I said deliberately provoked Diana's reaction.


Diana is an ambitious type of woman who always likes challenges, including when she has to fight for a position or position in the organization she participates in. He'll definitely go after her. This way, Diana would definitely think twice about rejecting my request.


“Actually I object, Haris. But I have no choice,” he replied slowly.


“There is still a Saturday the following Sunday, do not fret, Di. If it is not important I also do not want to leave,” I replied.


“Haris, can I come with you?”


Unexpectedly, he was asking a dangerous question.


“Hello, Mistress? It's an office event, not a family event. Usually the show is very crowded from morning to night, sometimes even until the morning again. You want to get bored in my waiting room? Meningan here, you can shop, watch, or go as you like freely.”


Even though I am scared, I still have to give a reasonable answer. Diana wasn't ignorant of my activities when there was an event outside. He was accompanying me when I had a three-day workshop in Surabaya. He complained because I barely had time to be with him. Such was the image I gave Diana if this time she forced her way along.


“Yes too, anyway. Will definitely be boring really wait just in the doang room. Yes, it is, Haris. You can go. Don't forget the phone When you arrive, yes.”


Yup! I cheered in my heart.


Finally, the moment I was waiting for arrived. I can't wait to meet Keisya after our last meeting feels equally unpleasant. She's with her arrogant husband and I'm with Diana.


The Saturday I was waiting for arrived. I rushed to the hotel where Keisya was.


Earlier this morning Keisya had sent a photo of himself in front of the hotel room. Obviously Keisya was in room 202, so I decided to book room 203 which happened to be empty.


I arrived at the hotel at 12:00 p.m., coinciding with the event Keisya finished for a break. Many trainees came out of the hall to their respective rooms. Most of them from outside the city, seen from the many suitcases that were dragged to their respective rooms.


I approached Keisya who was walking across the lobby. I slowly followed him from behind. As Keisya was about to enter the room, I closed his eyes from behind.


At first Keisya was silent and did not recognize, then did not wait for long for him to screech slowly.


“Haris! You must be Haris, right? Lepasin, ah.”


Keisya touched my hand, I relaxed it. The beautiful woman turned her body around and now we are facing each other.


“Haris when to come?” ask her with a smile. That smile that from the night he told me he was coming here, I missed him half to death.


“Newly, I deliberately came to rest hours so that it does not wait for you long.”


“Oh, so if you don't want to, yes?” keisya Goda.


For whatever sake, I swear this afternoon Keisya is very pretty. Although he looked a little tired, but his smile that continued to expand it made Keisya not bored in view.


“I'm hungry, how about we have lunch together?”


Keisya nodded his head.


“Okay, I'm ready in five minutes, I put these files first, and then we go down. Resto area is on the second floor.”


“You sure you want to eat here? How about finding food outside?” my many.


“Haris, I only have one hour to rest, after that I have to enter again. So we eat here only, huh?” the answer.


“OK, who's afraid?” my spoken.


Keisya's smile returned.


“I once said, if you want to take you to a place, where no one knows us? And now here's the place. No one will know us, so we are free to do anything.”


I tried to remind him.


“What are you?” reworked.


As he said that, Keisya's beauty was seen increasing tenfold. I don't know, now it feels like I want to smash her flirting lips.


“Iya, anything,” my toilet as I approach her. Maybe my face now turned perverted in Keisya's view, until he chuckled while closing the door to his room.


“Keisya, you woke a hungry tiger!”