
After returning to the office, Riana was silent from the moment she got into Ethan's car to his desk. Makes Etha wonder at his wife. She asked Riana.
"Darling, why have you been so quiet since the car?" ethan asked as Riana walked into the room.
"I was surprised by Mr. Rudy, he saw me a bit strange" said Riana.
Currently the work is relaxed, Riana has made a proposal to submit cooperation to three clients. Just checking in from Ethan, he's already given it to check. But Ethan wants to relax with his wife.
Ethan sits on the couch, Riana too. She sat on her husband's chest, playing with the rolled paper. Ethan's hand flanked Riana's chest, making her nosily stroke and squeeze the protruding part of Riana's chest.
"Surprising how dear? Does he like you? Impossible to me." said Ethan.
"Not look like mas, but like that gaze I know. I don't know, I don't understand." Riana said.
Ethan kisses his wife's head, then goes down the cheek. The standing of Riana's sitting position to align with her even though she is in the back.
"You want what the hell?" ask Riana.
"You want. We play here yuk?" ask Ethan.
"Yes, it's in my office. The hell time is here, how will there be masul?" ask Riana.
"Kan in the urn, just for a little while baby" said Ethan continue to kiss the back of Riana's neck.
"But this is still working mas, eeuh" said Riana shocked her neck in suction and in bite.
She also started to get excited by the touch of her husband's hand. Ethan had locked the door and immediately fulfilled his wish with his wife. Suddenly she wants to fuck in the office with Riana.
It was very surprising to Riana, but she finally wanted to. Now the two have started touching each other on sensitive parts. Over time the two lulled each other, and there was a hot romance on the sofa chair for an hour.
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The next day, Riana and Ethan leave for the office as usual. They are very happy every day to always go to work together. Ethan always feels his life is absolutely perfect to have Riana, although sometimes his wife is chatty about everyday problems at home.
"What's the schedule today, baby?" ask Ethan.
"If the morning is only in the office, many files enter from the administration, finance and other parts. The afternoon met with Mr. Bambang from the contractor company." replied Riana.
"Oh, yes, I have. Later after lunch we directly meet Mr. Bambang that's it. Where did he ask to meet?" ask Ethan.
"At the hotel he said, close to our office" Riana said.
"Star Hotel?"
"Yes, he's staying there."
"All right, everything's ready. Stay later go to lunch directly at the bring." said Ethan.
"okay."
Ethan glanced at Riana, he saw his wife was playing her phone. Look what Riana saw.
"What are you looking at?" ask Ethan.
"See the new bags in the online shop. Good, I want to buy" Riana said.
"Buy it right away dear" said Ethan.
"But this is an import bag, long time coming" Riana said.
"It's nothing." said Ethan.
"Okay my husband."
Riana thrust her head and kissed her husband's cheek. Ethan smiled happily. The car has entered a special parking area in the office. After they parked, they got out. Ethan takes Riana's hand.
All the employees in Ethan's office know that Riana is the boss' wife. The boss and the secretary of a married couple, so no one would be surprised to see Ethan and Riana join hands. What else Ethan hugs Riana possessively.
Some were envious, some were admiring the two. Although the two were a couple, they worked with passion. Even many say, Riana brings a new spirit to the office boss.
"Who?" ask Ethan.
"I don't know much, sir, but he seems to be a stranger" replied the receptionist again.
"What Mr. Patrick's schedule is coming today, baby?" ethan asked Riana.
"No, I've only been here for three days. According to the schedule" Riana said.
"Then who is he?" ask Ethan.
"Yes, go straight up. You will know who is coming to see you" Riana said.
"All right, thank you."
"Yes, Ethan.
Ethan and Riana step into the elevator, Ethan's mind wanders. Who is the foreign guest. Riana looked at her husband who was confused, instead Riana felt afraid if the guest was Ethan's ex-girlfriend.
If so, what did she want to come to see her husband?
The elevator door opens, Ethan and Riana exit the elevator and go to her room. Ethan's hand was still holding Riana's hand, but his mind was still wondering who the foreign guest was. He thought it was impossible for Daby to come to his office.
Arriving in front of his office room, there was a sound of staff on the floor of his building accompanying guests inside the actual office space is not carelessly entered if not permission from him or Riana.
"Mas, there's someone inside" Riana said.
"Yes, that's the staff and the guest it looks like" Ethan said.
"Can I come in too?" ask Riana.
"Just go inside, look who's coming" Ethan said.
Ethan goes inside, followed by Riana. Seemed on the sofa sitting a foreign man was chatting. And the stranger surprised Ethan, not even believing he was coming to his office.
Riana herself does not know who the man is, only Ethan knows. And the two looked at each other without greeting each other. The staff stands up and salutes Ethan, leaving Ethan as a guest.
Ethan glanced at his wife and asked her to prepare the file.
"Honey, prepare the file for noon. And please make me two coffees later" Ethan told his wife.
"Yes, but you know who he is?" ask Riana.
"He was my best friend back in England." replied Ethan.
"Ooh, that one?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Riana looks at Ethan's best friend who is none other than Jhonson. Then she passed by and came out of her husband's room, leaving Riana curious as to why her husband's best friend had come to see her. Would she dare come to see Ethan after what she did?
While Ethan was sitting in front of Jhonson, he was silent. He sat up straight and stared flatly at Jhonson, his hands crossed.
"What are you coming to see me? It's so brave." said Ethan calmly.
"I'm sorry Ethan." said Jhonson.
"Sorry is useless. What did you come here for?" ask Ethan.
Jhonson was silent, he lowered his head in a deep breath. Ethan guesses that Jhonson has a problem that he may not be able to solve on his own.
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