Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Wife Support

Although it was heavy, I left the hotel room and took Suci to the office. With his passion and cheerfulness, Suci asked Karin to call some office girl people to clean my personal space. The room was locked for a long time. I haven't opened it since the fucking abuse.

"Do not remember" said the Holy One. She sat down at my desk while waiting for the office girls to clean up. "Just focus on your work, okay? You can."

I nodded though it was hard to focus on my work - on the files on my desk. I leaned my body back while lifting the documents and reading them, reading line by line the writing that I could not understand, not because it was difficult, she said, but because I couldn't digest what I was reading so it didn't get into my brain.

"Can't, Yang. I can't concentrate." I threw the document on the table. "There you. I'm thinking about your feelings."

The saint looked at me with concern. "Wait a minute, yeah." He stood up, checked the work of the employees, and told them to quickly complete the cleaning task.

Within a few dozen minutes of their completion, the office girls immediately returned to do other work.

"Well, come. Let me get you those documents."

Sacred invited me in there, she put the document in her hand on the table in front of the sofa, and then she sprayed her perfume, the distinctive smell of jasmine was rippling all over the corner of the room.

"Only my scent can be here." He put his perfume back on, then walked over to me. With both arms around my waist, he looked me deeply into my eyes. "Don't worry about my feelings. I'm doing fine. And you, do not remember that incident. If you remember, turn your attention to something else. There I am here."

Oh, myGod... Holy on tiptoes, he kissed my lips and skillfully opened my suit.

"You want to work first, or...?"

Wanted it. Herself. Such an amazing wife. But to make love on that bed...

"We don't need a new bed. New or old, what needs to be cleaned is your mind."

I-i know. I know it.

Yeah, besides, the lady wasn't lying next to me. I thought too much that I didn't realize the buttons on my shirt were all open.

"You want to work?"

He took off my shirt, took the hanger behind the door and draped my shirt and suit there, and he took the documents on the table, take me to bed and put the document on the bed.

"Keep assured that I'm okay. My feeling was completely unharmed, at least the wound had healed. Now you can work. For us, for me and your son. Okay well? Or need a massage?"

Quickly I shook my head. Refusing. "No need" I said. I took off my shoes, then sat on the bed, I took the documents back to read them. The Saints want me back as before. Then that's what I'm gonna do. "Thank you, dear."

"Yep. I'm sure you can concentrate. Hurry up and get those documents done because you have a promise you have to keep this afternoon." She threw herself beside me, grabbed a pillow and smiled.

I nodded and smiled back. As soon as he understood it, his support was incredible. A very simple way but radiates very positive energy.

"Which?"

"Emm? What's up?"

"I don't think I can concentrate yet, but this time because of something else."

Haha! He chuckles, even me. With happiness, I put away my work files and I lay face down on her beautiful body. No need to wait for noon to fulfill my promise.

"Based on husband mesuuuuuum...!"