My Leaning Husband is CEO
Chapter 7: Wet Caught

With a face of emotion Letta entered Helen's house after previously moving her car from the front of Devano's house.

Helen sits dumbstruck in her living room as Letta enters her home.

"Why Len?" letta asked while throwing her body next to Helen.

"Lo's not afraid of that Let?" helen asked still in shock with the sudden sound of lightning striking above them earlier.

"Fear why?" Replace Letta who frowned confused by Helen's question.

"Lo in I swear I was with that handsome boy, you're not afraid?" ask Helen again.

"No! Why afraid? I believe in such myths..... " It was not finished Letta spoke the sound of lightning coming back over them.

Duarrr....

The Duarrr......

The Duarrr.....

Letta and Helen looked at each other, in that heart Letta became overthinking, whether what the man said in droves would become a reality, with a horrified feeling Letta shuddered at the thought of it.

"Why lo?! Just thinking? Nyarris?" sindir Helen with a look on her face, kesel the same nature of Letta who likes to explode like earlier, she's wrong she is also insistent.

"How am I really doing, how is Len?" ask Letta to panic.

"Well, it's cute, it's cool, it's cool again" replied Helen casually.

With anxiety Letta hit Helen's arm, instead of giving a solution even more to make Letta think, Anjay!

While at the house next door, Devano seemed to chuckle recalling Letta's adorable emotional face.

Cute and cute when those round eyes glared at him, making Devano's initially badmood heart even better.

Devano laid his body on the sofa in front of the television, his thoughts flew back to a few days ago, about his position as CEO even though he was only a representative, he said, but Devano is aware that gradually his position will be in the position of the papa.

Want to ask her mother for help, of course her mother can not do many things this time, just not defended as usual, just her mother asked her to follow her father's wishes.

Want to ask for help opa same oma, ckck.who there actually Devano will be increasingly ridiculed considering the opa Bramenda more authoritarian than his papa.

Anyway, the old men no one understands the desire of Devano, in their brains only businesses and companies that can support them, even though the racers can live properly if taken seriously.

Ah already than dizzy Devano decided to sleep.

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Heavy rain accompanied by lightning greeted tonight, for some reason the air seemed to choke bones and make the body shiver.

Letta stood in front of Helen's house, rang the bell repeatedly but the owner of the house did not come out.

The state of the house is pitch black, actually gave an answer to Letta that his best friend was not inside.

'How is this?' ask Letta inwardly.

Because somehow the car is locked from the inside while the car keys along with the bag and the phone are in it.

Letta panicked not knowing how to do it, when the night was getting late and she was here alone in a drenched state.

"Why is that mbak?" it turns out that Devano who just came home after fun hanging out with his friends.

Letta's lips quivered withstanding the coldness that kept piercing to the bone, Devano felt unbearable to see the face of the pias with the body shivering it.

"My car to the key of the dalem." replied Letta with shivering lips.

"Couldn't you? enter my house first," asked Devano to open the gate of the house and push his motorbike in, actually want to be indifferent but he could not bear to see Letta standing under the heavy rain like this.

Letta followed Devano into the house, rain dripping from Letta's soaked body.

"Ta but a I'm wet" Letta said with a vibrating seedling.

"No papa come in, I take a towel first." Devano went into his room and changed his clothes that were also soaked and took a towel to wear Letta dry.

Letta received the towel and then sat on the dining table chair made of wood, there was no way he wet the sofa made of cloth.

Devano headed to the kitchen to brew tea, then he gave it to Letta who kept shivering, this Letta shirt soaked, you know, even though it was dried with a towel, the clothes were still wet.

Seeing Letta's face getting pale, Devano finally decided to take her training shirt and pants.

"It's my clothes, your face is very high, I don't want to faint and ngrepotin me!" As usual the sentence that came out of Devano's lips sounded relaxed but judes.

"Gue is not papa." Letta tried to refuse, how if the man leaning in front of him is all sorts, he would have to take off all the clothes he was wearing, including the clothes that were.

"Gue don't napsu ama lo, don't think of the distance." After saying that Devano disappeared into his room.

With a swearing oath, which only Letta could say in his heart because Devano was not in front of him.

With a gontai move, Letta looked for the bathroom that was nearby in a grumbling heart because her host was songong and annoying.

Letta came out of the bathroom, forced to dress in a wet dress**nya he still wear, at least protective clothing assets remain attached to the body, just in case.

The rain is still pouring heavily, RT sir who happened to just come home from traveling to see a car parked in front of the house of one of his citizens.

Seeing the gate of the Devano house that opened, RT took the initiative to ask Devano to lock it, let alone the man's sports motorbike parked in an open garage.

Again he wanted to knock on the door, but from the open glass window he could see a woman was in there wearing a Devano's clothes and her hair also looked wet.

The old man's brain immediately guessed what the lovebirds were doing in the house when it was raining like this.

Not wanting the environment to be used as a perverted place, Mr. RT then gather some residents to be invited to Devano's house.

The sound of knocking on the door woke Letta who was laying her head on the dining table.

"Mas Devano, get out mas!" shouted RT sir while continuing to knock on that door many times.

Devano who did not realize what happened out of the room by rubbing his eyes that had been closed earlier.

"Cckk..why the malem-malem gedor-gedor houses people!" Devano nagged softly, without him realizing there was Letta behind him who was trailing.

"Yes sir, what's wrong?" devano asked when he opened the door.

"Well, he's bringing a girl in the house!"

Jeder.... Devano turned his head and glared at Letta standing behind him wearing her oversized clothes.