Has Been Hanged
74. Sudden Guest

A bright morning on the red date, the woman with the short sleeping dress and the hair tied high as long as it was busy in the kitchen. Accompanied by a handsome man in short pants with a soft thin t-shirt. It seemed to be ruffling her short, slightly wet hair with fingers.

"Grab one more seed, sir. Still less...!" The beautiful and sexy chef was instructive.

"Okeee,,!" the handsome assistant on standby. Slide into the high kitchen cupboard and open. Take garlic as the chef told him.

"This, Rat." Shahdan stall the onions at Ratria.

"This is a hunchback, just one seed, sir,,!" ratria protest. Return the remaining onion hunchback to Shahdan.

"Auwwh," Ratria complained. Turning quickly with eyes glared at Shahdan. The one who was seen as innocent and kept shaking hands in hair.

"Not polite," Ratria protested again. Her eyes widened pretty looking annoyed.

"I'm not polite? What am I doing?" shahdan's Response. Putting on an innocent face.

"This, this, was pinching here," Ratria explained. Pointing his ass with his index finger.

"Who told you?" Shahdan does not want to confess. But his handsome face was no longer able to keep a smile.

"I will feel," complained Ratria. Once, Shahdan had teased him several times this morning.

"That must be the ghost of a man, Rat," whispered the Shahdan scaringly. Ratria is moving.

"Yes, your ghost,,!" hardik Ratria's. Turn around, re-slicing and cutting vegetables.

"Aren't you afraid?" ask Shahdan. Whispering on the nape of Ratria with a slight bow.

"Obviously it was you again, Mr. Shahdan. Why fear,,?" sahut Ratria while continuing to slice.

"You're pretending to be scared, Rat. Let it cringe. Like that movie," Shahdan said with a smile.

"I don't want to. Go watch tivi there. I'm very disturbed, Mr. Shahdan," hardik Ratria.

"No, I'd rather accompany you here" Shahdan argued.

"If this is the case, we'll be late for breakfast" complained Ratria. Smiling and continuing the cooking process.

"Wrongly, you don't want to give a friend to me" she complained. The man stood next to Ratria and watched her hand move.

"My fault didn't give you a friend? I mean Mr. Shahdan, how?" Ratria turned his head and looked at Shahdan seriously.

"I want a little friend. Adorable baby boy. But you don't like pregnancy" Shahdan said as he moved his eyebrows up and down.

"I don't like pregnancy. As a woman, I wish I had a pregnancy experience. But I'm just not ready. I still want to be free for a minute, just for a second.. Do you still mind, Mr Shahdan?" Ratria asked seriously to Shahdan.

Shahdan did not answer. But his face looked cold. Slowly approaching Ratria's face. Marapati and glued to the lips. Ulumm and sip harshly. Like a piss on the owner of that lip. His rough kiss turned soft and hot as Ratria retorted with a sigh. While both hands were running around in Ratria's body indeterminate direction.

"Sir Shahdannnh, later.. I finished cooking first.. Hungry," complained Ratria in between breaths as their lummathan came loose.

"Be careful, I wait to watch Tivi," said Shahdan get along. The word hunger makes him not have the heart, and he was hungry too.

"Don't give him much salt, Rat." Syahdan. Before leaving, his long finger had pinched on Ratria's chin.

"No," said Ratria. Feeling so stiff as to just respond to that innuendo.

Ratria returned as a chef after Shahdan was seen sitting sweetly on the sofa. The man faced Tivi with eyes looking at him. Understanding what the husband felt, Ratria allowed herself to be looked at. Although still feeling uncomfortable.

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Shahdan asked Ratria to bathe again, while waiting for the results of his cooking to be rather cold at the table. And he went back to watching tivi with a little impatient because of hunger.

But sure if this time Ratria bathed very quickly. The wife is wise enough to use her time on the right situation and conditions.

Fifteen minutes later...

As expected, Ratria cleared herself faster than expected. The woman with the scent of the very fragrant soap had come out of the room. Looks bright and natural beauty by just combing her beautiful hair.

"Sir Shahdan, already. Let's eat" said Ratria. Standing behind the sofa occupied by Shahdan in the tivi room.

"Have you?" ask Shahdan. A little bit and then stand up.

They sat at the table and faced each other.

"Don't do much first, Mr. Shahdan. How bad will it be?" ratria asked miserably. Tensely looked at Shahdan who started scooping the contents of his plate.

"I'm hungry, Rat. It's really delicious. Whatever the taste, I must have spent," said Syahdan who was then busy mengamahkan in his mouth.

"So does it actually taste good?" ratria asked holding her breath involuntarily.

"Enak...It's delicious, Ratria. Quickly fill the plate and eat," said Syahdan in between busy.

"Hmmm.. Ja.. So yummy. Because I'm hungry, so it tastes really good, Mr. Shahdan," Ratria said with a smile.

Feel doubtful about the taste of the cuisine. What is clear, food stuffed in the mouth, so easily and quickly slide into the stomach. Not unlike the Shahdan who is so hasty also how to eat. They are both very hungry. The breakfast time that should be early in the morning, has crept closer to noon.

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Shahdan had just performed the dzuhur prayer, and was approaching Ratria on the telephone couch.

"Swipe a minute, Rat. My eyes are so heavy," asked Shahdan. Ratria was relaxing on the sofa. And not even an inch.

"Narrow this down, sir. Not fit," refused Ratria. Objection to share a sofa with Shahdan.

"Come on, just slide a little," persuaded Shahdan. Preparing to tickle at Ratria's waist.

Hoe,,! Hoe,,! Hoe,,!

The knock on the door from the outside, immediately made Shahdan and Ratria look. Even Ratria had jumped to his seat in shock.

"Who, sir?" ask Ratria. Looking at Shahdan with an inquisitive expression.

"I don't know yet. Let's see who the guest is" said Shahdan.

Ratria followed Shahdan behind. Feel safe with a polite dress on his body. No longer the sexy nightgown that was worn this morning. But the head with beautiful hair without the veil was again ignored.

Zoey..!!

A beautiful woman stood up smiling. Taking turns to Shahdan and Ratria who seemed surprised by the different expressions.

"Casandra,,?!" martyrdom was astonished. Ratria looked at Shahdan questioningly.

"Yes, Mr. Shahdan. Good afternoon. Can I come in?" kasandra asked firmly and politely. Looking at Ratria at a glance and smiling. Ratria was forced to retaliate.

"What's up, Kasandra? Aren't we both on holiday today?" ask Shahdan. Feeling that Kasandra's arrival should not be necessary.

"There's something important I'm going to say. Can I come in?" Kasandra asked again. Smiled sweetly at Shahdan and Ratria.

"Who is he, Mr. Shahdan,,?" ask Ratria. Looking questioningly at the husband.

"He,," answered Shahdan hanging looking puzzled.

"Hi, introduce, my name is Kasandra. I am Mr. Shahdan's personal secretary. You're Ratria, right,,?" kasandra's light is full of smiles.

Kasandra lays a hand on Ratria. The one who received the greetings from Ratria with worry. They greet quickly with silence.

"Sir Shahdan, you better take your private secretary in. Maybe there is something very important to say. So even on holidays, you are still looking for it" Ratria said clearly to Shahdan.

"Izin hitchhiking sitting inside huh, Mr. Shahdan. Thank you for your kind welcome, Ratria," said Kasandra, looking at Shahdan.

"Come in, Sandra," said Shahdan. Feeling that you have to talk quickly with whatever purpose Kasandra is looking for.

Ratria observed the woman who looked perfectly beautiful and was walking past her. A very soft and fragrant aroma blew from every step left behind.

Ratria also glanced at the face of the husband who looked very tense. Feeling astonished by the printed and outgoing expressions.

Who's Kasandra,,? Why did Shahdan accept the arrival of his guest with a tense and anxious face. How can a respectable manager be so pias when the arrival of the woman who claimed to be the private secretary. Who exactly is Kasandra,,? Ratria could not wait to ask again.

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