Forgive Me My Wife
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“Pak Yoga asks to meet you, Sir.” Adrian called by phone to tell Bima the whereabouts of Yoga in the lobby.

“I don't want to meet him. Handle as you usually do to expel bullies like him,” Bima said. He is lazy to meet the two-faced creature, most also Yoga comes with a million pretexts. However, there is something that Yoga does not know, that now the position of the president of Sinar Abadi Group has returned to the hands of Bima, while Malik only monitors as commissioner.

Adrian was used to this situation, he sat back opposite Yoga in a chair in the lobby while putting on his friendly face.

“Sorry, Mr. Yoga. Our chairman was very busy, also happened to be out of place because he was having an off-site meeting with a business partner. Please come at a later time,” Adrian said officially and politely.

Yoga looked chaotic and disheveled, rubbing his rough face also restored his hair.

“About, when is Mr President's schedule a little idle? My needs are urgent. Please, I have to meet him as soon as possible, I have to ask him to consider continuing the cooperation. Hasn't the sales of Homeshopping products been high? So why was the cooperation stopped and the product pulled without my knowledge?” Yoga is a bit pushy.

“The President's schedule for the next few weeks is very solid. I can't say for sure when he can meet you. If you want, I'll arrange a schedule for you. It's just that when it's time to meet in person I can't be sure. But sorry, regarding the cancellation of the cooperation, we do not have to ask for your approval. As per the initial agreement written, Sinar Abadi Group has full rights to our products and is free to withdraw them at any time without having to pay compensation, he said, that is the point you put forward when asking us to be a partner. I hope you don't forget that, because I was there as well as a lawyer when cooperation was signed.”

Adrian explained at length calmly, he was trained, competent in his field and reliable. That's why when Bima returned to office, he did not want others to become secretaries, and asked Adrian to return to be his secretary.

What Adrian said is true. Yoga clenched his hands.

Damnit damnit! I can't sue for anything because of that deal! he swore in his heart.

“Then I request to be scheduled to meet him. Whenever he has time I am ready. I hope to meet as soon as possible,” the door is full of hope.

“I'll let you know if the schedule is set. Excuse me Mr. Yoga, there is still a lot of work pending, Mari.”

Adrian said goodbye, rushed into the executive elevator and returned to the floor where Bima was.

*****

Bima is fixing the bed of the child, arranging pillows, bolsters and dolls. After a full week of three sleepers, it was only this night that Nara agreed to go back to sleep in her room after being persuaded.

Nara climbed onto the bed and pulled a blanket with Frozen's picture to cover her body, followed by Bima who also went up with a fairy-tale book in hand.

“Nara wants a sister, right?”

“Mau, Nara wants to have a sister, want it now,” the door is plain. The boy thought that sister was some kind of property that could be bought like a toy doll.

Bima laughed a little and rubbed the baby's head. “Can't now darling. If Nara wants to have a sister, the bobonya can not be the same father Mother again. Her sister is still shy, so have to wait first.”

“But want to be cemented until bobo. If Nara has already brushed, then Dad can go to Mother's room. Don't forget to call your sister to come quickly.”

“Ready, beautiful Princess. Now want to read which fairy tale?” Bima sorted through the book that was on his lap.

“Pengen read the fairy tale of the deer and the wolf,” answer cheerfully.

“Oke.”

Bima recited the fairy tale that Nara asked while rubbing the baby's head. Nara was so happy, because now every night the father was always there for her. After the book almost reached the last page, Nara began to sleep. Bima closed the fairy tale book and put it on the nightstand.

“Daddy's son is sleepy huh?”

Nara nodded and hugged her favorite doctor teddy bear.

“Yuk read do’a first.”

“Good sleep, sweet dreams, My son.”

The main room door was pushed slowly, Bima saw his wife was busy fixing their bed. Viona turned her head as soon as she heard the sound of the door creaking.

“Nara's asleep, Mas?”

“Udah.“ Bima nodded, then hugged Viona who was arranging a pillow.

“I miss,” her sigh spoiled.

Viona giggled amusedly. “Yeah, I'm sure.” Viona continued her activities and Bima who remained attached to her back followed her here and there.

“Yank, wanted.” Bima stroked his wife's warm valley from outside the negligent ruffle that Viona wore.

After the wedding day, they just combined love while in the hotel alone, the rest have never again sown seeds. Bima and Viona have a lot of patience to vent their love and longing, because Nara continues to whine about wanting to sleep three from that day, only tonight her adorable daughter is again willing to sleep in her own room.

“What option?” Viona pretended not to understand while making a smile.

“Your feeder.” Bima whispered and licked Viona's earlobe making her owner bristle. Then the kiss– the wet kiss began Bima mengabuhkan at the nape of Viona while inhaling the aroma of Viona which sounded fragrant.

“Wear the shirt yes, which is black,” pinta Bima with his heavy breath wrapped in desire on the sidelines of his kiss.

“Haish... I am ashamed Mas.” Viona blushed just like that, imagining how charming the lingerie was when it was worn.

“Please, want yes. I want to see you wear it,” the door is clear without stopping its activities. His hands began to slip behind the negligee, rubbing his hips, creeping into his stomach and increasingly rampant touching at certain points.

“I-iya dear, intermittently. Let go first, I change clothes first.” Viona started to gasp. Bima's kiss and hand palpation ignited his passion easily.

A happy grin printed on his handsome face. He takes off the hook and lets Viona change clothes.

“I wait. Don't be long, honey,” he said friendly.

“Please be patient, Mr.” Viona floated a fly kiss with a flirtatious smile that she only showed for Bima one.

Viona changed her clothes quickly. Patting his own cheeks as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. Actually he was a bit embarrassed, this was his first time wearing super thin lingerie combined with g-string. Viona never once wore it even though she was married, but now in order to fulfill the request of her beloved husband she encouraged herself so as not to be ashamed, after all Bima has seen also felt herself inside and out, right?

“I'm ready my dear husband,” call Viona as soon as it comes out of the bathroom.

Bima scanned her women from head to toe, the beautiful curve made her junks up and down. His eyes were misty filled with passion for a moment. He stepped closer and pulled Viona who was so stunning, fresh and ripe in sexy lingerie to get close to him.

"You are beautiful, amazingly beautiful,” compliments her with a tone full of adoration. His eyes went through every inch of Viona's skin, not wanting to turn a single second away.

Viona blushed, praised beautiful by the man she loved made her happy immeasurably, she draped her arms to Bima's neck and tiptoed to kiss Bima's lips at a glance.

“Does Mas mean to just be looking at me all night?” viona Goda.

“Of course not. But I'll keep you awake and sighing all night, baby.”

Not waiting for long, Bima lowered her head and planted her lips in the sweet slit of Viona's lips, frowning and sipping greedily those red lips up and down in turn.

Finally the hot melting again occurs, combining love in love, longing and passionate desire, blazing on the contest. The black lingerie dress is now no longer attached to Viona's smooth body, thrown into the corner of the room and no matter what her fate.