Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 92 PALACE FOR THE QUEEN
Raka appears with her sweetest smile on the door of Sarah's study.
"Darling, are you ready?" Reproving while raising eyebrows, seeing Sarah is still busy with sketches of clothes designs scattered on her desk.
"Darling, have you come? Try calling first, let me get ready." Sarah looked at Raka, confused to see her husband had changed into a costume, in a casual dress.
Raka's perfect body is wrapped in polo shirts combined with dark jeans.
"I want to scrape my wife." Raka chuckled as she stepped in.
"Grebek what?" Sarah showed her sour face.
"You got to go home?" Ask Sarah then while tidying up the sketch paper on the table.
"There's Dea, baby. I told you to go home and get my clothes out of the apartment, the meeting was over at 10. Assistant is indeed nature made busy as the boss." Raka chuckles as she throws herself over Sarah's living room sofa.
"Kasian you know, Dea. every day take care of your business until you forget your soul mate."
"On Dea's soul mate is not my fault baby, he used to date comic, ask to marry uh in stay. Like he's single we just make busy, back and forth like ironing..." Raka laughed with a sinless face.
Dea, Raka's assistant has worked for her for almost 3 years. The origin of their meeting, this girl is a final-level student of office administration study program who applied for an internship at the company office for thesis research. Since Raka has just returned from Germany, the jolly sweet girl helps Raka a lot in arranging her schedule and finally because of the click with Dea who is quickly familiar with all the Rudiat family, Raka, Raka takes Dea as her personal assistant.
Dea is like a part of the Rudiat family.
"As a boss, mate with your unmarried friends, do you have a lot of stock?"
"My friends are mostly playboys, baby. Likes macarin, lazy marriage."
Sarah shook her head to hear the husband.
"Good thing is your husband is not one of their species. So don't look at me so glaring. My love belongs to Miss Sarah." Raka smiled seductively at Sarah.
"Who are we meeting?" Sarah hugged the neck of Raka who was leaning on the chair from behind.
A kiss landed on Raka's cheek, with Raka's wrath pulling Sarah's face, kissing her lips.
Raka was always like an addiction when she saw the wet lips of the wife, it felt like she could not bear to miss a kiss.
In the past, even before the inauguration of love in Leiden, Raka had never been so curious about Sarah's lips as sweet as what
But, after he tasted it, it turned out that the lips were completely intoxicating.
"Eh, soon you'll know."Raka is still targeting with a little lusting*.
"Honey, we don't have to make out in my office, do we?" Sarah snorting.
Raka breathed heavily, as Sarah broke away from him.
"It's worth trying sometimes." A mischievous blink, made Sarah glare.
"Everything is always willing to try." Sarah tilted her head while turning her body, letting Raka put her arms and chin on the back of the chair while looking at her with a curious look.
"Try everything with your own wife, be legitimate. Not with someone else's wife. What matters is that we both agreed to do it." Raka defended herself with a joke.
"We don't agree!" Sarah pretended to sneer, making Raka really anxious to see her.
"Actually who do we want to meet, anyway?"
"Women certainly." Raka stood up while shaking her shoulders.
"Meet your ex-boyfriend?" Guess Sarah's origin while moving to take her handbag.
"Would you like to see my ex-boyfriend?" Raka held her arm around Sarah's neck as she walked with her step towards the door.
"Are you a lot of girlfriends?" Sarah turned around, now her face was completely sour.
"I forgot, how much? There are many." Raka nyengir's. He was of course just kidding, everyone knew Raka's boyfriend was just Sally from her still High School.
A pinch immediately penetrated Raka's shirt, until the skin of her stomach is almost without fat.
"Come, hurry! Let's see how pretty your ex is that we're gonna meet." Sarah walked out the door with a sullen face. Raka laughed happily, his longing for his wife was treated to see the upset face he always liked, although of course if Sarah smiled was the most beautiful sight in his eyes.
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Raka is a true steak enthusiast, of course the menu here fits perfectly on her tongue.
"I want to give you a gift, baby. But, you have to design it yourself, because it is a place where we will spend our lives until we age. Where we raise our children."
Finally Raka opened her mouth about the surprise.
"You mean?"Sarah turned to look at Raka who looked so happy in front of the steering wheel.
"We will meet people from home design services. I want to give you a house."
"Home?" Sarah was dumbfounded, not expecting her husband to give her a house.
"Of course we need a house, the time when our baby was born, he we bring back and forth from your apartment to my apartment every day." Raka squinted her eyes, with a happy expression imagining living in a house with her beloved wife.
"Dear, thanks...."Sarah hugged Raka with a very happy look. Now she would feel like she was really going to be a mistress in her own home.
"You may choose some locations, design according to your taste, interior all you set, I am ready to build a palace for you, my queen." Raka nencium the forehead of the wife, so satisfied has made the wife's eyes become teary.
"Have you told me mama?" Sarah frowned, remembering the mother who was so eager to persuade them to stay in their house.
"Mama will understand, if a child wants to learn to live independently. All children will one day be separated from their parents to build their lives, but as children, we will stop at nothing to keep an eye on them."Raka said wisely.
"And again, the house is still a long time we will be able to live in. You have to plan it for a while." Raka chuckles.
"Do you believe in my choices?"
"Everything chosen by my wife must be the best."
Sarah landed a kiss on Raka's cheek, how happy to have a husband like Raka.
"Come, we're out of the car. You see that parking lot guy glaring at us." Raka whispered, making Sarah immediately pull her embrace with a blushed face.
A waiter greeted them at the door of the restaurant, Raka said something and they were escorted immediately to a table, where a woman in blazer clothes and a short span skirt waited.
"Good day, sir." The woman who was quite beautiful when she saw this, stood up from her seat. Raka Experiencing.
"I'm Tania, sir. Marketing from Home arch." The woman who was the same age as Sarah greeted Raka with a slightly flirtatious attitude.
"Oh, Tania's mother, huh? I contacted Mr. Agra this morning and told him that you would meet with me because you might be late for the site survey." Raka greeted with an elegant smile.
"This is my wife, Sarah." Raka put her hands around Sarah's waist in a friendly manner.
Tania was stunned when she actually confronted Sarah. It was as if he saw a ghost.
Sarah looked at him no less surprised,
"Tania?"
"Sadah?"
The two people were stunned in their respective places.
As bitter memories leap through Sarah's head, this is Tania, her close friend in college. He was his best friend, where he told him all his sadness and happiness.
He was the one who also betrayed her by taking her lover. An unexpected meeting.
"You know each other?"
(Come...who ever felt stabbed by his own friend, if you meet this way, should be flanked?🤭)
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