My Smart Baby Boy's
Letter of Agreement

Both hands Anita tried to push the chest of Reno field as hard as she could, but the man actually pulled both hands Anita and put on top of her head.

Replacing by locking both hands using one left hand, Reno increasingly showed flashes of anger in both of his eyes.

“Don't mess with me!” full of warning.

“Say now, or you'll know the consequences!” added Reno.

“He's not your son!” anita answered quickly, looking deeply into Reno's eyes for reassurance.

Raised the tip of Reno's right lip, then brought her face closer. “You're much more seductive than you used to be,” he said directly inserted the face on Anita's right neck.

It creeped out when Anita's lips landed on her neck. Trying to raise the shoulder where Reno's face was, but instead the man pressed Anita's shoulder very strongly without being able to move again.

“You still have the same fragrance, Anita.” Reno spoke in the ear, exhaled deliberately and then bit the thin earlobe. “If he is not my son, then I will make you carry my son!”

The shadow of misery and destruction re-emerged in Anita's mind, incarnating as a great power for her. Both legs bend successfully to get rid of Reno from above his body. Anita ran out of the room, her face looking very frightened.

There were no words that he spoke as a rejection, only the attitude shown by women who think that every word spoken is useless. Reno will still do anything without wanting to care, even being able to turn someone's words into a boomerang.

Crashing on the bed, the handsome man smiled, then moved both hands under his head while both eyes stared at the open door. “You can always run, but I'll get you back.”

Anita returns to the study room where she left her son, a loyal bodyguard standing guard at the door. Anita did not care about the cruel gaze of the two men who were like monsters, she opened the door and approached her son.

The boy sitting on the sofa was surprised, he turned to the woman who immediately hugged him. “We go from here,” said Anita quickly. “Mama doesn't want anything to happen to you,”

Anita took his son's hand, about to take him away from the man's residence to be considered a prison, if he was there. Not knowing what would happen next, but Anita's premonition was so bad.

The hand was in the hand of the mother who walked ahead, held by Arga. "Don't you say we have to face everything? Then why do we have to run now?" relax Arga.

"You don't understand, Arga!" anita for the first time.

"Good! Explain to me so I can understand" said the boy who never did anything without explanation.

"Arga! This is not a good time! Mama will explain everything later at home!" anita said, panic has enveloped her.

Arga never saw his mother like that. He nodded, letting the women always be gentle with him, to lead away. Just three steps away, the tall man who had ambushed Anita was already there.

"Nobody can get out of here!" a heavy voice sounded creepy, along with the door opened hard to hit the wall.

Anita was surprised, she hid her son's body in the back. As Reno moved closer, the legs of the two people in front of him slowly retreated. "Don't come any closer!" yelled Anita as she reached out her left hand, preventing Reno from getting closer to her.

Again the thin smile that even the wind could not see was shown by Reno. Without even bothering, his footsteps kept approaching. "Sit down!" he said to Arga.

Reno flinched, she turned to the chair behind the desk. Sitting on a black leather chair, having a high backrest. A pen was grabbed by Reno from the table, without forgetting the piece of paper he also picked up.

I don't know what that horrible man did, his hand crossed out the paper with ink. The table where several maps are arranged on the right with the laptop open, approached by Arga after convincing the mother through eye cues and head nods.

As if to say if all is well, calming women has given birth to it into the world with full of struggle. Arga sat down with Anita to accompany her, but she just stood up, preparing to run away if anything happened.

"Sign this!" reno said that he had signed a piece of paper first.

Arga looked calmly grabbing onto the paper filled with streaks of black ink. Read each sentence carefully, then handed it to the woman next to him. "What do I get?" tanya Arga showed her dignity, smiling Reno turned her face to the right side.

"Anything!" sahut Reno solidifies the sentence.

"OKay! I'll tell you later" replied Arga.

"That's!" anita looked at her son.

"Trust me, Mom. All be fine," Arga casually brought a smile, then grabbed the paper in his mother's hands.

"ah! Before I sign this, give me one guarantee first!" firmly Arga.

Reno looked in the mirror to see Arga in front of her. Yes, that's what he was like when he was about to make a deal. Not easy to believe, and not carelessly give a signature.

Opening a desk drawer, Reno pulled out a map that had been prepared before Arga came. His intention was not to finish, but to make the competitor had defeated him to turn things around.

"Enough?" asked Reno after handing over a black map.

Arga opened it, raised one eyebrow left with a nodding head. The pen he reached, signed a letter of cooperation agreement. It is also written clearly, Arga must stay until his company returns as usual.

No one can come out when he has entered his residence, until what becomes a goal is fulfilled. Those two sharp eyes, now implying a victory, along with a smile engraved on the thin lips of natural red.

Glancing at Anita to just show if he can do anything, he also noticed every curve of the body ever enjoyed. His gaze mixed with a perverted glint implied clearly, the left hand resting on the armrest of the chair, the fingers rubbing the chin gently.

Ah, that look was really disgusting for Anita who immediately hid the body behind Arga's chair. In fact, the expression shown was nothing more than a basket-eyed man.

It was very desirable Anita hit her head very hard, so that every dirty thing in the mind immediately fell out scattering onto the floor, for her to be able to stomp as much as she pleased.

Either what kind of hell has been opened by Arga through his signature, how big a fire that is ready to burn both to turn ash. Anita can only hope, if this time Arga has considered well.

It was impossible for him to argue right now, as it would probably provoke the human-shaped hungry wolf emotions in front of him.