Gannaya, My Adore
Just Want to Take Care of You.

"You took care of Farhan's request just now." said Ammar, when the car that drove him just arrived at the yard.

"Do you not want to re-examine? Or check it out first?" the faithful sergeant Bima sat next to him.

Denis looked back from behind his wheel. "If indeed according to Mr. Farhan, our grenades are lacking one component of material. So that the clerk canceled it, shouldn't his physical ex be there, sir?"

Ammar was silent for a moment. The man was slightly stunned by Bima and Denis' words. He was surprised that these two assistants were also paying attention. Not that he was insensitive to get there, but for many of his arguments with Farhan, it felt like it would make their relationship stretch, because Farhan felt untrustworthy.

"We will lose more, because we have to repeat the initial capital. This is the same as giving the first capital for free." Bima added.

"Not to mention the steel problem in EG. Mr. Farhan has borrowed many of our tools, but never paid rent like the agreement at the beginning."

It turns out that Farhan incised a lot of inner frustration in the hearts of Bima and Denis. Not just from a side business, but also from the main business. That guy has problems too.

Ammar breathed a long sigh, massaging the head that was starting to dizzy now.

Bima and Denis were pleased with the change in attitude of the President. They feel they have succeeded in doctrining Ammar. And turns out.

"Don't think shit. You know, only Farhan was my most loyal friend to this day. He was the one who helped, encouraged and accompanied me to this success. Can develop EG to be as rapid as now. Because of a traitor, it would be impossible to last more than nineteen years."

Ammar looked away, recalling their friendship that began in the second grade of elementary school. A while Farhan had carved a wound in his heart at that time, and at that time, their friendship was established. Farhan always kept him from all the violence of his other friends. Farhan is very valuable to Ammar, after Alex.

"If I had to pay to have a friend. I will definitely pay double. Most importantly, he's standing right next to me."

Ammar's jaw tightens. Given how Farhan's story about Alex was so heartless to betray him. Ammar smiled and laughed.

"Good friends will meet good friends too. Like Alex and Mahendra, a bad friend will meet a bad friend. You know how Alex died in Mahendra's hands?"

Bima and Denis nodded heavily. Want to ambush, so as not to immediately believe in Farhan's boast. Because until this moment Farhan did not provide evidence about Alex's death. But they did not dare because Ammar's voice was cold and flat.

"Wait here. I'll be back with Gana soon."

"Well, sir." cried the two of them.

Denis went down first from the driver's door and then stepped slightly back to open Ammar's door. The President who was still wearing sunglasses, rushed down to enter the house.

Bima came down, and stood in front of the door. Denis and Bima prepare to host the President and his wife back in the car in a moment.

***

Many times Ammar glanced at his wife's thighs that were not exposed with a dress cloth. And many times that too, Ammar pulled the edge of the dress to be able to cover it.

"Tomorrow don't wear clothes like this."

Gana raised her shoulder base and knitted her eyebrows. "You bought it, don't you remember?"

Gana only wears the clothes provided by Ammar's closet.

"But you should know that this dress is too short."

Gana grunting. "Yes, it's-"

"Tomorrow I'll burn this dress." Ammar interrupted while staring dislike the dress being worn by his wife.

The man chose to lean on the round sofa that was parallel to his wife. Stare back at the screen and open the game application. Only that can put a damper on the flames of Ammar's anger.

Feel cornered, and feel not wrong with what he wears. Gana shook her head faintly, if she knew it would end up with a commotion, she was lazy to go to the place to eat like now.

After all, they were sitting at the VIP table. Very far from the reach of people. No one will see Gana's thighs open.

"Burning?? Ngaco you have! Nice dress like this play burn. There are a lot of people out there who don't have clothes. We should be grateful." decak Gana.

"You're too emotional, Ammar! They are all ordinary. Don't you see, there's a lot of women here who dress like me, even they're braver--"

"You're not them!" again Ammar interrupted.

Gana squealing. "You're a hell of a baper!"

"I just want to take care of you .." Ammar's voice was so firm, that Gana's heart suddenly beat fast. He had never seen Ammar's attitude this cold to him. But Gana is a different woman. He was also stubborn, not only was it easy to be made submissive.

"With you carrying Bima and Denis with you wherever we go, isn't that enough to keep me? Are you an adult, or a baby? What the hell are you afraid of? Until it has to be controlled? I'm annoyed with them and your bodyguards!"

Gana begins to lure a male tiger to pull out its fangs.

Ammar looked up and looked straight at the bead of Ganaya's eyes. His heart was disturbed, because his wife continued to argue, even looking for things. Ammar offended. Do not know Gana, Ammar is not a baby like he said. Even that man was braver than the Devil.

"Why take them both? What's problem? Right now, it's just the two of us here. They're still waiting for us in the car!" ammar replied with a dislike look. The intonation of his voice began to rise. "I don't like you getting too distracted by that." Ammar spoke again, freezing the sound of Gana who was about to come out.

"I'm your husband. There's not a single word you can argue. Although in fact there are still my wishes that you still deny and can not fulfill."

DEG.

The heart of Ganaya is hunting. It hurts so bad. The woman until she crumpled the upholstered cloth on the chest. Ammar's words were so piercing. Even though Gana knew, she was wrong. He has not been able to give his honor, and Ammar has been willing to accept. Why did the man mention it again. Was Ammar's answer yesterday just camouflage? Inner Gana, shaking violently.

Wiping the rough tears that wanted to come down, grabbed the bag that he had placed on the table, then got up from the sofa.

"Excuse me ... This list of order---" sayings of the waiter came to a halt when Gana hit her shoulder tampa on purpose. The woman took a long step and hurriedly left the restaurant. No need to eat here alone anymore.

Ammar rubbed his face with rage. He hurried after Gana who left himself a few steps behind.

"Gana .. wait!" exclaim Ammar. "I'm sorry, baby." Although his heart was upset, but he didn't want Gana to go like this. He knew he was wrong to have fished something that should not be discussed.

"Darling, wait. I'm sorry I didn't say that on purpose." Ammar had to give up for his beloved wife. Gana brushed off Ammar's hand when he grabbed his arm.

"Darling ..."

Gana still stepped up, she did not heed the call of her husband.

"Where!"

And.

Taps.

Gana's steps finally stopped. Ammar can breathe a sigh of relief, because Gana still wants to listen to his call, in fact, it is not that that makes Gana immediately sculpt in place.

There was Adri, Mutiara and her two children who were walking side by side towards him. It seems like the family wants to eat here too.

Adri and Gana sat face to face in silent mode from a distance. Although in fact they both flinched because they could be found in this place.

The restaurant has always been a mainstay for Adri and Gana. Feed each other, eat with the same spoon and try a lot of food until it cannot fit into the stomach.

Now they come, bringing their families. Either coincidentally, or indeed want to reminisce with memories.

Gana's tears are dripping again.

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