I'm Not a Seductive Woman
I was lucky to get it too

At the apartment, tonight, Kenan is still in his study. He saw some reports coming into his email. He also looked at the financial statements of some of the debit and credit cards he gave Hanin. Kenan opened up details of usage in the last three months. He shook his head, when he found that there was no significant use of money. Hanin practically used the card for household use only.

Kenan is smiling too. He actually has a super-savvy wife, whereas Hanin can do anything with his money.

Kenan closed the laptop and cleaned up the files that were originally scattered on the table. He wanted to see his wife and get out of the room. On his way out, he found his wife walking towards him.

“Loh, done yet? I just want to give you this coffee. I thought you'd work till night.”

Kenan and Hanin stood face to face. Kenan smiled and grabbed the glass in his wife's hand. He drank a little, then put the original glass on a small cupboard not far from where he stood.

Then, Kenan instantly lifted Hanin's body and Hanin quickly wrapped his legs around Kenan's waist.

“You think I'll let you sleep before I do our night ritual.”

“Hubby.”

Hanin called out to Kenan's beloved call with a big smile.Either why, he would be embarrassed if Kenan spoke who was leading in that direction.

Kenan also smiled. He walked into the room still holding Hanin like a koala.

“Tonight, you have to punish me again,” Kenan said in between his footsteps towards the room.

“Absolutely I made a mistake?” hanin asked confusedly.

“Of course.”

“What? The bread that was burnt yesterday? That's because I'm receiving a call from Karmen and Irma, By.”

Kenan laughs. He forgot about the incident. “Not.”

“Then, what?”

Kenan sat himself on the sofa in the room. The sofa which was two meters in front of the king size bed was sea blue where they combined love.

Hanin flanked both of Kenan's thighs and sat on his lap.

“Because you never use the card I gave you for your pleasure.”

“Just now I want to ask permission to use it,” replied Hanin. He really wants to meet with both sahabtnya, mumpung currently Irma is in Jakarta.

“Be as you please! And no need to ask permission to use it.”

Hanin's eyes sparkled. “Really?”

Kenan. “Instead I am very angry, if you do not use the facilities I gave.”

“Not want to use the facility, but have not had time,” refute Hanin with a look at Kenan's eyes.

They looked at each other without distance. Both of Kenan's hands hugged Hanin's waist aggressively, until Hanin's chest stuck to his chest.

“Because the last three months you did not use the card I gave you, then as punishment you must serve me three times tonight.”

Hanin scrunched his forehead. “Kok gitu.”

Kenan laughs.

“That's your wits only.” Hanin punched Kenan in the chest to get away, as Kenan laughed as he leaned against his wife.

Hanin also smiled even though his lips were back in a frown.

Kenan raised the wife's body again and laid her down on their quarrel. Kenan overstretched Hanin's body.

“So, what are your plans tomorrow?”

“I want to go out with Karmen and Irma. Maybe, we will shop and care. I used your cards to treat them yes,” Hanin said as she blinked her eyes with a very sweet smile.

Kenan nodded and smiled.

“Then tonight you pay the penalty for facilities you do not use, and tomorrow night you pay for the facilities you use with your friends.”

“Means the same, used not used the facility, I still got the punishment,” whine Hanin and Kenan just laughed.

Then Kenan started the action. He was very happy to judge his beautiful and innocent wife.

****

“Ken, sorry I can't nemenin you at this important event.”

A message came in from Vicky.

In the car, Kenan replies to a message from his assistant who is still enjoying the holidays. He sits in the back seat of the passenger and is being driven by his company's operational driver. As scheduled, this afternoon Kenan accompanied Siska to the largest bookstore meet the schedule of Kenan's successful biography launching event as outlined in the paper.

Kenan sits in the back seat himself, while Siska sits in the front passenger seat with the driver. He read the message and replied to it.

“Gue by Siska. By the way when did you turn back? Very comfortable in Labuan Bajo.”

“Yoi, there is a clear one here.” Vicky uses laughing emotes. Then he wrote another message. “Monday, I'm in.”

Kenan returned to reply.

“Cepet very clear dapet. Well, it's good that you can move on from my sister.”

“Diversion, Ken. But tolerable. Thanks, Bro for the holidays.”

Kenan smiled, reading Vicky's last reply. That guy was really weird. It was easy for him to get an escape and keep laughing. Then, Kenan put his phone back in his pocket and turned his gaze to the street.

Then, Kenan recalled his time with his wife last night. He also reached back his phone that was already in the pocket of his pants. He saw the whereabouts of the wife who was connected to his cell phone. He saw Hanin was just at a mall.

“Happy, Honey,” muttered Kenan.

Arriving at the bookstore, Kenan was welcomed by the committee and led him to a court that had been prepared. There, Kenan started a speech, after the MC had finished giving the prefix.

In the audience seat, there was a boy who had just graduated from elementary school with his mother. The direction of their eyes was on Kenan who was speaking in front of the stage. Kenan sat down with his legs folded. There are several media outlets covering this activity.

After Kenan gave a speech, the MC who sat in front of Kenan began interviewing. One by one the series of events were also passed. Now, there is a question and answer session. The MC also gave five questions to the audience with the book prize along with his signature.

“Last question, let's be ready!” said the MC. “Since what age is Kenan interested in the business world?”

The little boy sitting next to his mother raised his hand quickly. Then, followed by another. However, Kenan was more interested in pointing towards the little boy to give him a chance to answer. She was the only child present at this event.

The little boy stood up. “Twelve years,” the answer is loud.

Yes, Kenan was already interested in reading a father's business and management books when he was the age of a boy who answered that question.

Kenan smiled at the boy. He felt like a dejavu, when sitting among adults and answering a question from a successful person at that time who was also famous and in the spotlight.

After the show is over. Kenan signed the book one by one for the five people who answered the MC question earlier.

Then there was the little boy who answered the last question. The boy stood in front of Kenan.

Kenan looked at the little boy. “What's your name?”

“Marcel.”

Kenan smiled and began to give her autograph on the front page of the book.

“How old are you?” ask Kenan again while glancing towards Marcel.

“Twelve years.”

“I've guessed. You will be like me later,” said Kenan. “Who are you here with?”

“Ibuku.” Marcel pointed at his mother who was standing at the back.

The woman smiled at Kenan and Kenan smiled. Then, the woman walked over to Kenan and his son.

“Misya.” Kenan mentioned the name of the boy's mother.

“You still recognize me?” ask the woman.

“Of course.” Kenan smiles. He saw the woman embracing her son's shoulder and standing in the back.

“Sorry, I didn't come to Excel funeral,” Kenan said.

“It’s okay. Anyway I know, that moment coincided with your family incident.”

“Ya, right.” Kenan. “This is your son?”

Misya nodded.

“He will be successful like his father.”

Misya just smiled wryly.

Misya is Kenan's college friend. The woman had been very fond of Kenan ever since they met at ospek. Kenan only responds to Misya's attention like a friend, although Vicky always reminds her that Misya's attention is not like a friend. However, Misya never expressed her feelings for Kenan, until Misya was liked by Excel who was the son of Kean's co-worker. Misya is also the son of one of Kean's co-workers. Usually at certain events, Kean with his close co-workers, including James will bring family. Vanesa, Kenan, Misya, Excel, and several other children from their respective families were present. And that's where they know each other.

Misya who is shy and can only harbor her feelings for Kenan, can only hold that feeling until now. Even though he was called by another man. However, his heart still remembered Kenan in contrast to the aggressive Vanesa from long ago.

Kenan as a man was once a little interested in the innocence and beauty of Misya. However, his ambition to succeed and eventually have to be the backbone of the family, keeps him from thinking about love.

“Your wife is not present?” ask Misya.

Kenan. “No, she is having fun with her friends.”

Kenan handed the book he had signed into Marcel's hands.

“Lucky once your wife,” says Misya.

“Ya, I was lucky to get it,” replied Kenan smiling towards Misya, making Misya instantly speechless.