Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 95

Soekarno Hatta International Airport. Felly's plane landed safely on the runway. She got out of the iron bird and wanted to find her husband who was currently on the phone with her.

“You where?” ask Danesh. He was waiting at the door of the international arrival. His eyes continued to look at the hundreds of people who one by one started to come out from there.

“In your heart,” great-grandson Felly gives a crush on her husband.

“Ha? Seriously, where are you?”

In place, Felly put away her phone and clucked for a moment. “Basic insensitive man.” He returned the flat object to his ear again. “I am walking towards the arrival door,” he replied.

“OK. I've seen you,” Danesh replied as his eyes caught the woman he missed.

From a distance of twenty meters, Danesh swung his legs with a fast rhythm. His eyes continued to stare at Felly's instens and when the woman was in front of him, he immediately wrapped his hands to hug his wife.

I kissed Felly's head many times. “At last you're back. My apartment feels empty there is no you,” honestly.

Felly who was surprised by the sudden embrace of her husband also realized and reciprocated to wrap her hands on the body of her husband who was also very missed. “There's a reason I didn't come back? If my husband is very handsome and considerate?” his reply.

Danesh chuckles, his hands stroking Felly's hair. He did not want to take his hands off his wife. “Of course not, because my charm does not need to be doubted,” kelakarnya confident.

Felly pinched her husband's wrath. “Then, love me for the rest of your life,” blurted out along with the voice of information from a woman who told him about the arrival of another plane, so that his voice was outnumbered. He did not dare to say out loud, because he was not ready to accept the reality if rejected outright. Better to enjoy what her husband gave her and do it to her only.

“Stef, you're home alone okay, right?” asked Felly after her embrace unraveled.

“Take it easy, Miss. I've grown up. What else my anuku,” kelakar Stefany answer the question of his superior.

Felly shook his head to hear the joking of his secretary. “You were perverted once.”

“I'm not a pervert, Miss. But I'm proud of mine. But unfortunately, it has not sold well until now,” Timpal Stefany.

“You want to sell?” danesh asked suddenly, after all the man wanted to talk to someone else who had nothing to do with him.

Stefany nodded. “Maybe Mr Bule would like to introduce his brother to me?” He raised his eyebrows.

“You just go to the club. Sell yourself there. Definitely salable,” Danesh said with his flat face. The behavior he had in mind turned out to be different from the behavior intended by Stefany.

Stefany is not hurt by Danesh. He just patted his head. “That's an incongruous behavior. I mean, until now I'm still single. What is my lack?” She flicked her hair, feeling herself beautiful. But it's beautiful, it's just a little coquettish.

Felly chuckles at the debate between the two. “Already, we go home first, huh? You be careful,” pamitnya.

Without waiting for Stefany's answer, Danesh asks Felly's luggage for her to bring along. Not to forget his empty hand was used to hold his wife who was in his heart still not clearly visible. But so far, he's comfortable with Felly.