My Mate is Delayed
23. The Same Owner

Elsewhere, Joe who already has an access to monitor the location of the Arga lodging is a cctv that has been connected to his flat object. With his acquaintances there he was very easy to get access to the cctv to facilitate his monitoring of all activities in and out of the door of the hotel room Arga occupied during there. The room that Joe had booked before was also not too far away with the Arga resort room. However, the Arga resort lodging is more privacy and a VIP place is resorted it compared to the rooms it booked.

Joe has long worked with Arga, even when Arga first started running his business, Joe was the first person and until now became his assistant and his right hand is very reliable all along.

"You're Mr. Arga who has a wife why should I take care of him" he muttered himself in his room, still occasionally monitoring the cctv with a cigarette he smoked.

The room that Joe occupied was full of puddles of cigarette smoke. This is not sure what pack of cigarettes Joe opened. Unlike his boss, Arga is someone who does not like to smoke or just smell cigarette smoke. so that's the reason Joe not to smoke in front of Arga even though Arga as his superior all this time, but Arga never reprimanded him for such a thing.

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05.00

The cold weather has penetrated the room where the resort lodging Arga and Tasha occupy. The morning breeze that was so fresh and cold penetrated to the skin. The white cloth in the room was exposed by the gusts of wind that began to enter from the cracks of the windows with glass exterior. The sound of sea water and waves that are increasingly competing like fusing adds to the beauty of the ocean atmosphere at this resort.

Tasha had gone back to sleep on the sofa just below the end of the bed, and Arga was sleeping on the king-size bed. Tasha who felt cold in her body pulled the blanket back which had opened the legs up to her thighs, which Tasha had previously taken the blanket on the bed where Arga had previously used it without realizing it.

Arga who felt his throat was thirsty woke up from his sleep. The room that was only occupied by two people also looked quiet with room lights that were still lined with light outside that was still dark. Arga began to lower his legs to the floor and took a drink in a tool that was not far from his bed. He who was holding up a glass of water shone his eyes looking at Tasha who was sleeping with a blanket covering her entire body there. This was the first time Arga slept in a room with a woman. Arga who felt like his manhood these few days could not be controlled because he always saw Tasha who was with him every day.

"S**l is still this early he's already tensed up" Arga who couldn't help but crave for her junior went straight to the bathroom and slammed the door unintentionally with a bang.

Tasha who had been wriggling her body began to wake up from her sleep who heard the sound of the closed bathroom door. His eyes began to open and stared at the bed that was directly above his head was already uninhabited.

His eyes that could no longer be closed made him to rise from the sofa to the glass windows there and open the window a little. A gust of sea wind pierced into his face. The sky that was still showing its darkness with the moonlight rounded with its light further spoiled Tasha's eyes.

"Lord, what a beautiful creation you have" smiling and closing her eyes, Tasha breathed that fresh air that seemed to take away all the burdens of her life.

Arga who had come out of the bathroom with wet hair using the bathrobe she was wearing, gasped at Tasha who was standing right in front of the window wearing an over-sized shirt, and wear plain boxer trousers that are not visible because the clothes worn are too big and long.

"It's too early to open the window. The sky had not changed color either" Tasha who was still staring at the ocean turned her body quickly to face Arga who was still on the doorstep, she forgot if she was wearing Arga clothes.

"Om who woke up my sleep" while walking tasha wanted to take a blanket that was in the sofa before Arga realized that the clothes he was wearing were Arga's clothes.

"Go to the bed, I'm the one who was touched" Arga ordered to Tasha and happily Tasha immediately laid her body on the bed again because it had been a few nights, he always sleeps on the couch that has made his body sick.

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The sky that has gone up shines with shame shows its light. Tasha, who could not fall back asleep after exchanging places with Arga who had been touched, now Tasha began to open the door and sit on the floor with her legs that had now hung both legs into the water. One of the privileges of this resort is to blend with the outdoors. The feet that were hanging in the water were surrounded by small fish that alternated passing right on both feet.

Tasha who seemed to enjoy her day while on the island that had been rented by the mother-in-law made her forget and eliminate a little fatigue in her life. Tasha continued to play her already drowned feet and splashed around her.

The finished Arga from his flat object that had previously checked the work he had left behind, now returned to the suitcase to replace the bathrobe he was wearing.

"Where ? did I forget to bring it" Arga, who wanted to wear a T-shirt she was carrying in the suitcase, began to remember the sweatshirt and boxer that Tasha was wearing right now, just like hers. "Does he have the same as me" he murmured while making sure the contents of his suitcase were returned.

"Tashaaaaaaaa" Arga's big move is already heading to Tasha's place now. Still far away Arga was staring at Tasha very sharply.

Tasha who had heard the sound of Arga's screams was sure that Arga had found out that what he was wearing now belonged to him. "S**l he's conscious" he muttered, standing up from his place.

Arga who had been in front of Tasha began to get closer to him which made Tasha even more afraid.

"Om what" Arga drew closer to Tasha's arm, which made Tasha round her eyes.

"I am now" he murmured inwardly, thinking Arga would be ready to force him.

"This is my shirt.why dare you wear it little boy rancid" Arga who approached the sleeve worn by Tasha to make sure the perfume that was in the snow.

"If Madame Arga has dared to wear my clothes. Means Madam is ready to be under my body" with a smile tilting her lips, Arga's steps closer to make Tasha more and more rewind her body back.

"Don't try the old one. That's never gonna happen. I stress it's never going to happen" Tasha's heart rate gets louder. He was afraid that Arga was really with his words.