Leaning Sweet Me
Welcome home my beloved wife

Mac approached Metta who was sitting playing his phone in Farrel's room.

"Sir, shall we go home now?"

Metta poked up, "Lho Farrel didn't come here first?"

"Mas Farrel told Mbak to go straight home, because he was also on his way home" Mac explained.

"Oh...."

Metta beroh ria, immediately put his cell phone into his bag, he rushed out of the room. Mac was walking behind him.

Mac presses the elevator door, Metta enters and is followed by him who presses the one button, the company lobby.

Ting

The door opens, Metta comes out first. He walks into the waiting room or lobby, while Mac exits to take his car.

The employees also nodded towards him, how many of the people were also greeting even if just chatting.

Metta repeatedly nodded, smiled then nodded with a smile. Something that rarely happened in his life, then he returned to tinkering with the phone to eliminate the boredom of waiting too long.

'Lucky for her life, we can marry our CEO'

'Yes, and reportedly their age is quite different'

'Fortunate'

'Beautiful, honey, she's older'

Faintly Metta heard some employees talking about it. But he did not care at all, it had already happened a long time ago, and now he did not think about it anymore, although it was still always in his mind.

He then moved from his seat and walked to the toilet, for a moment Metta entered the toilet room, not a long time Tiwi entered the toilet, coinciding with Metta who had just come out.

"Tiwi...?" sweep it in a friendly manner.

Tiwi who just turned her head was only the reflection of Metta from the mirror,

"Oh, you?" He said with his washed hand.

Metta who saw Tiwi stepped into the sink and washed her hands, while Tiwi acted as if she had never known him at all.

"Are you Wi?"

"You can see for yourself!" ketus.

Metta frowned, "Looks like you're sick!"

"really? Where do you know." Tiwi began to examine her face from the mirror reflection.

"Your face is pale." answered Metta briefly,

Then he stepped out of the toilet, while Tiwi rushed after Metta out.

"Mettasha....?"

Metta flicked her step, then turned her head towards the voice, "Yes...?"

Tiwi walked over to Metta,

"Do you have any good advice for me?"

Metta linked his eyebrows together, "What advice?"

"Suggestions to be able to approach a man younger than us? Like you and your husband?" His word.

Metta shrugged, "Emmph, I don't know how either! Because I didn't do anything!"

"Say you won't tell me!" he said by leaning towards Metta.

Then he stomped his foot away from there, leaving Metta astonished as well as shivering her shoulders.

"Dih ... Why is he? Wrong taking medication?"

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Metta got into the car, after Mac opened the door for her. Many times he warned Mac not to open the door for him, but never once.

"You're just obeying El" Metta said with a rude snort.

"Sorry Ma'am, please obey it, rather than me being in trouble later" Mac said without changing his perspective.

Metta snorted again, "Guard Mac's door, why did he set it up."

Mac did not answer him, he only focused on the crowded streets.

"Well, jammed! he muttered with a glance at the watch.

"How about Farrel getting to the apartment first?"

Mac looked at Metta from the rearview mirror, "Mas Farrel hasn't reached Ma'am."

"Why didn't he tell me, but you know? Did he just tell you?"

Mac shook his head, "Doni told me."

Good then, I can prepare dinner early.

"Mac we should stop by the supermarket, I want to buy groceries."

"No need Ma'am, everything is ready in the Apartment,"

Metta frowned, but was also speechless. Predictably, all must have been prepared by Farrel, of course with the help of Mac.

The car stopped right at Farrel's apartment, Mac got off and opened the car door,

"Thank you Mac" he said on his way out.

Dreet

Dreet

'El...?'

'Look,'

'Huh....?'

'Look baby, I'm behind you.'

Metta looked at him at once, and saw Farrel already behind him.

"Hi, honey. I miss you." said Farrel, peeping Metta's cheek twice.

Metta shoved her husband's face, "El, don't you see anyone looking at us?"

"I don't care what I kiss my wife, not them" he chuckled.

Metta pinched his waist, "Gosh, there's no hatchet."

Farrel chuckled and turned Metta's body face to face,

"Would I carry it up, or kiss me here?" he said by pointing to his right cheek.

"Farrel ... jeez!!" peekik Metta's.

"Let's have two choices, then,"

"Both benefit you!" ketus Metta's.

Farrel embraced his shoulder, "But big brother will enjoy my profit too! Aren't you?"

"Farrel, jeez!?"

They laughed, while walking towards the plate, Farrel kept Metta glaring with his babble, but Farrel also did not forget his request.

"Come, if you don't want to do it, I'm carrying it now."

"El .. So it's a habit!" deliciously.

Farrel pulled his shoulder, with his hand ready to carry, Metta grew even more stifled,

"okay ... Okay, I'll do it" he said, pushing Farrel's body.

Farrel raised the corner of his lips, Metta tiptoed and prepared to land a kiss on the cheek at Farrel's ridiculous request,

Cup

But it felt strange, wet, not the cheeks he smelled, but his lips, Farrel deliberately turned towards Metta.

"Iih .. Cheat right! Nyebelin know!?" Gut Metta. by hitting Farrel's shoulder hard.

Farrel laughed, "No, let's re-create."

"Ihhhh... What's with your brain? it's all perverted."His grunt.

"Let's open the big brother" he said as they reached the front of the plate.

Metta who was still picking up turned his head, "Don't be, I'm tired, don't mess around!"

Farrel put his hand on his waist, "This time I'm not messing around, his password is your birthday."

"Seriously?"

Farrel nodded, "Sure...."

Metta pressed a six-digit password number with her birthday date as the key. And open the door.

"Eeh really use my birthday?"

Metta is now smiling, her heart touched by the small things that Farrel always cares about, mobile passwords, apartment passwords, special cabinets provided to store items she likes. Some warmed up in her eyes, feeling loved that deep.

"Honey let's go in." said Farrel clutching his shoulder.

They went inside, and strangely the water that begat was dripping. Slowly but surely.

When the two manics were fixed on the words greeting for him, a colorful balloon attached to the corner of the room, and a red rose located in the middle of it.

... ^Welcome home my beloved wife...

...❤...

"El.. Oh my goodness you're outrageous!"

"What?"

Why are you getting so sweet like this?

"I didn't even prepare anything!"

Farrel grabbed Metta's body, "Prepare yourself tonight, baby,"

"Frail...!!!"

Farrel chuckled, sucked his head in the wife's niche, smelled the white niche, and inhaled the scent of Metta's skin, his warm breaths making Metta even more unfazed.

"I haven't had a shower!"

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