HELLO, OM ...!
KANGENS

"Sir Yos, don't forget to stop in front of me yeah ..."

For the second time Ayu looks to remind Yos, a middle-aged man sitting quietly behind the wheel.

Personal assistant who often doubles as a driver Biyan was seen immediately nodding his takjim through the middle spy.

"Yes, ma'am, in the usual place, right?"

Ayu nodded, although her ears were a little uncomfortable with the greeting that for several days in a row she always heard.

"Sir Yos, do not call Mom, call Ayu aja no pa-pa .." said Ayu when Yos first picked up on the first day he carried out his duties as Assistant Lecturer in research.

Because Ayu is now alone because Bella also has her own busy schedule, which makes it impossible for them to go and go home together for about a month, so Biyan has assigned Yos to take Ayu every day.

Initially Ayu had rejected it, but eventually he had to give up because Biyan did not heed the objections of Ayu who initially intended to go back to campus using public transportation.

"Wow, sorry, Bu Ayu, if I don't dare. Ayu's mother is Pak Biyan's wife, if I call the same name I am not polite ..."

Ayu was silent to accept Yos' objection, when he had to give up his respectful call to him whose age was certainly far below that of Josh.

As a result Ayu could not do anything even though he felt that he did not deserve to be respected in such a way by an older person, just because he was the wife of a Biyan Erlangga.

"Om, if Ayu must be picked up by Mr. Yos, then Bella was caught with Aunt Rania how ...?" as soon as Ayu's sentence was spoken via the phone in a worried tone, which strangely even Biyan answered so haunted.

"Where do you mean?"

"Well, Om? If found out how ...?"

"You've been caught well maybe it's been the way, Ay ..."

"Ish, Om Biyan!" Ayu growled with anxiety, realizing the voice of the man across there who even sounded more haunted when answering all his worries.

Hearing Ayu's crisp tone of voice made Biyan's crisp laughter sound real.

"Well, really, right? If it is found out, it may be the way, Ay ... Old or fast everything will certainly open .." said Biyan again still with the remnants of his laughter heard.

"But Ayu doesn't want everything to open in that way, Om. Ayu wants Om Biyan to talk to Bella as Aunt Rania talk well ..."

"Yes, Honey ... Om knows. I've said many times, wait for Om to come back and Om will say everything is the same Bella ... Also same Aunt Rania ..."

"Yes if so do not let Bella and Aunt Rania know by way of mergokin Ayu dong, Om. Ayu does not want them to know in such a way, so Ayu does not want to ah be picked up by Mr. Yos ..."

"Kayak is the story of Om who disagrees. Om don't want Ayu to come here alone. If something happens out there how do you try ...?"

"Something happened?"

"Yes something happened. There are a lot of bad guys out there, we know every human heart we meet ..."

"But Ayu is not a child who must be escorted everywhere also .." added Ayu who still can not accept Biyan's unilateral decision just like that.

"Emang Ayu is not a child, but Ayu is Biyan Erlangga's wife. Lagian ... Yesterday the wife of the owner of a construction company that entered the top five in the country had to go back and forth to the campus to ride the angkot ...?"

Hearing Biyan's light slurping was unruffled the two cheeks Ayu suddenly met.

'Wife ...'

'Ihh, how can it be well only one word aja can be very sweet to the ears ...'

No doubt Ayu's face was blushing in an instant, while in the depths of her heart was filled with flowers that were blooming.

In the end, Ayu could not resist the desire of Biyan who wanted Ayu to be picked up by Yos every day, even though according to their agreement so that all of that did not arouse the suspicions of Bella and Rania, who wanted her to be picked up by Yos every day, so Yos will only pick up and drop Ayu right in front of the entrance to the elite housing complex inhabited by Biyan, then Ayu will continue his journey from the front post of the gate to the house using an online motorcycle taxi.

"It's here, Ms. Ayu ..."

Just when Ayu's daydreams were interrupted by Yos's voice coming from the front, a man with a distinctive green jacket parked his motorbike right in front of the car that had pulled over.

"Yes, sir, it's like his motorcycle is also there. Come down first yeah, sir ..."

"Yes, Ms. Ayu, be careful on the road ..."

Ayu also rushed out of the black luxury car, then approached the online taxi that had arrived on time.

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Biyan stared fixedly at the surface of his phone which was displaying Ayu's face that looked fresh with a towel that was still wrapped around his head, because he had just bathed and shampooed.

Ayu's slender body was currently clad in light gray pajamas with a slightly low neck cut, so it was obvious that the collarbone bulge made Biyan secretly swallow.

Biyan could not help but hold a beautiful pounding on her chest, which was filled with longing until it felt stifling.

It is undeniable how impatient Biyan is so wants to meet soon, hug, mum ...

Haatee ... Jhsakaaa ...

Biyan massaged his fractured nape, because he could not stop thinking about every inch of the right thing.

"Where is today? Tired right?" asked Biyan trying to divert his dirty thoughts that often reign, often staring at the figure of his wife who is charming.

Ayu who sat leaning on the head of the bed nodded with a shy smile.

Being an assistant lecturer who is still in a matter of days is quite busy Ayu, although on the other hand Ayu also feels enjoy in living it.

"Why did you get so tired?" pusut Biyan again attentive.

"Today Ayu nemenin lecturer for direct meeting with respondents, as well as taking part in a field survey it ..."

At the end of there Biyan looks mangosteen, but the next second his lips have covered a line of nosy smiles.

"Austen ... Tired like the wife of Om. If it's close, it must be Om pijitin ..."

"Yeee, Om Biyan hell, he likes to crazily deh .." added Ayu with a face snatched but still blushing.

Seeing the adorable scenery, Biyan's laughter returned.

"Egh, Om Biyan again in Ayu yah's room?" said Ayu again after a while he only realized the existence of Biyan which was lying on a bed sheet whose motive seemed familiar.

"Hhhhm ..."

"That's right, actually ..."

"Yes, Om again lying down while nyium Ayu scents that are left on the bed sheet ... Pillowcases ..."

"Buehhh ... Om Biyan said ..."

Ayu squealed stifled when she realized Biyan who was determined to sniff the surface of the pillow as if he wanted to prove what the man had just said.

It's nothing, because different from Biyan's thoughts are filled with images of keuwuan over the scent of Ayu's body that seems to be able to make him drunk kepayang, which is in Ayu's mind is precisely horror things.

'Where if unconsciously while sleeping Ayu even drooled, then the drool fell onto the pillow ... Trus used same sniffed Om Biyan ... Hcccc ...'

Just imagining such a ridiculous thing already made Ayu shudder in horror.

"Such a spy, Ay, weigh nyium pillow already not allowed, not even nyium directly the person ..."

Ayu glared at the small face of Biyan's innocence that seemed to never end, while like Biyan already would be chuckling often feel successfully tempting Ayu.

"Oh yes, Om, I didn't really say Mother, if Om wants to come with me to see the situation of Juragan Ibrahim ...?" asked Ayu who remembered her conversation with Ms. Arum a moment ago.

Biyan looks to nod. "Yes, Ay. Mumpung Om is again here, not good also if not perfect for the jenguk .." said Biyan softly, before returning to recite the name Ayu with a pair of eyes filled with longing. "City ..."

Ayu looked at Biyan who had been staring at her first, and Ayu had not even had time to say a word while Biyan's heavy voice was again heard saying shahdu.

"Om kangen is very much the same Ayu ... Kangeeeeen is so ..."

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