Not Casanova

Not Casanova
BC. CHAPTER 11 [New House]


After saying goodbye, Cakra took his wife to France, incidentally there is one Frans company that needs his handling.


Now that the two lovebirds were on the plane, in the adjacent seat, Helen looked at her husband who was already wearing headphones and closed his eyes.


"Handsome, but cold, hypocritical bin, what will my household be? There is not the slightest love between us, it is important that I do my duty as a wife who takes care of her husband." Helen's inner self by closing her eyes.


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After about eight hours of air travel, the plane that Cakra and Helen were on landed at BIRMINGHAM AIRPORT.


No need to wait long it turns out Tomy and Bayu have stayed in the parking lot available, "Hello My boss! Over here!" tomy shouted with a wave of her hand.


Cakra who saw the familiar figure immediately walked closer, not forgetting Helen's arm was still held since getting off the plane.


"Oh it's worth it was not visible, it's already here, beware of you later!" cakra's inner indignation that still remembers the tissue sachet in black last night.


Still silent Cakra harbored his grudge against the two subordinates who were now in front of him, yes Tomy and Bayu sat in the front seat while Cakra and Helen sat in the rear passenger seat.


"Beautiful boss?" deliberately Tomy called Helen, while the girl with the status of the wife was reflexively looking straight ahead, a sign he responded to the call.


"It was a big night, wasn't it?" Helen furrowed her brows, she did not understand the meaning of Tomy's question, while Cakra was seen glaring at the words.


"Kok silent boss? So hard shaking so that it does not feel the earthquake, huh?" The two assistants looked giggling.


"What do you mean?" ask Helen who really does not know, and it makes Cakra grow furious.


"Tom, Tom, how the hell are you? How do you understand the earthquake, asked gini dong, how was the boss last night a rusted ballistic missile? Huahahahahaha. " said Bayu then greeted with a second laugh.


PLOTS UP!!


PLOTS UP!!


Let's land one by one on Tomy and Bayu's head, and Cakra is the culprit.


"Can't be on them?! Haven't you cut your pay?!" furious with Cakra, he bent his face, while Helen who did not know anything he just chose to be silent.


In contrast to Tomy and Bayu both assistant and friend Cakra were holding each other's laughter.


"Lo anyway! Delayed over!" Tomy whisper.


"My shell? The Boss failed MP times so the essence of a rich virgin again PMS only." said Bayu by whispering anyway and it did not escape from the ear of Cakra.


"It can't be done yet?!" gertak Cakra that makes Tomy and Bayu suddenly mingkem (clenching his upper and lower lips simultaneously).


Ceps! Silent atmosphere in the car, only the roar of the engine that was heard filled the sense of hearing.


So lonely, Helen closed her eyes again, drifting with the sound of the roar of the engine of the girl's car felt like it was in the back bobbing.


Soon the car controlled by Bayu turned into a luxurious classic-style residence.


"Beautiful boss sleeps, tatters the times he, semalem lo combat how many rounds Cak?" chirp Tomy with his mischievous smile.


"Bacot lo! Mending you guys sneak down the stuff!" cakra told Tomy and Bayu.


"Beautiful boss needs to be lowered as well, or..."


"No Need!" sela Cakra with her sewot tone.


Bayu and Tomy just giggled to see the back of the Boss and his best friend passed by holding his wife impromptu.


"Lo is really bad Tom?" grouse Bayu.


"Not ignorant, we help bring them closer, after all Cakra is still upset with his trauma about a broken home household like him" said Tomy by removing the suitcases in the car.


"So you mean? She was forced to marry? Don't-don't be semalem..." Bayu did not continue his speech because Tomy sniffed his shoulder.


"It could be, yes hopefully with them every day physical contact, can bring the relationship closer" said Tomy, while Bayu just nodded his head.


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Cakra lowered Helen on the soft surface of the bed, but as Cakra was about to leave her Helen pulled Cakra's arm.


"Don't leave me!" curiously, Cakra turned, "It turns out that it's just delirious." muttered Cakra by stroking Helen's head.


But the next second the girl opened her eyes and brushed aside Cakra's hand, PLAQUE!!


"Master don't cross your boundaries!" sontak Helen pushes Cakra's body and immediately retreats away from Cakra.


"What's? Limitation?" ask Cakra who doesn't understand anything.


"Yes, you just wanted to take advantage of my unconsciousness, right?" said Helen while crossing her hands to cover the mound that would surely tempt the eyes of the men.


"Huh? Lo crazy, the guy clearly you're pulling my hand!" cakra debated Helen's words.


Squinting her round eyes Helen looked at the husband who did not move even a little from his place.


"Then who brought me here? Can't I sleep while walking?" still with an intimidating look Helen looked at her husband.


"Yes I brought you here, but that doesn't mean..."


"Not really! You're gonna want to find a chance, right? My name!" between Helen and standing on the bed, she pointed at Cakra using her index finger.


"Keep this index finger off me!" Cakra grasped the fine-skinned lentic finger and lowered it.


"Listen well, Miss Helen Valentia, my Cakra Frankins is not interested in your body! So our relationship is only limited to ijab qobul pledge only! So don't expect me to touch you!" cecar Cakra at length.


"Heh Master hypocrite! Who will hope with your touch?! I've had enough of that one night gone by, I'll no longer be the foolish girl who serves hypocritical men like you!" reply Helen no less insistent.


"Lo!" cakra bullies Helen.


"WHAT?!" no less the tone that Helen used.


Then the two of them both crossed each other and turned their faces with the position of Cakra standing beside the bed while Helen was still staying on the bed.


GECK... GECK... GECK...


The door of the room was knocked, it turned out that Tomy and Bayu had been standing in the doorway that was not closed.


"Eh mas Tomy" said Helen by jumping down from the bed and approaching Tomy and Bayu.


"For my stuff, please put it in here!" smooth and polite the girl spoke, then Helen glanced at Cakra.


"And as for her belongings." paused for a moment Helen thought, seeing her fondling for consideration.


"Bring it to another room" he continued, and it made Cakra turn.


"It can't be dong!" Spontaneous chakra screaming.


"Can dong! My hostess is also entitled to this place, and you as my husband should be able to respect my privacy as a wife." Helen said.


Cakra fell silent, and it made Helen squint her eyes again, "Ooo I know, don't you plan something tonight?"


Increasingly widened Cakra's eyes to hear the words of his impromptu wife, "Why silence? Right you must want to steal a chance, you hypocrite lord, your Casanova looks like it won't fool me!" scowl Helen by walking up to Tomy and pulling her suitcase.


"I told you! I'm not Casanova!" firmly Cakra that does not accept, after all it is true that he has never touched a woman's body other than Helen's body, and basically the nickname Casanova is for those who like to explore and change women.


"Heh time?" looking at Helen, it was a different girl who was in front of this chakra, as if Helen was beginning to show her real side that was starting to dare.


"Don't cross your line Helen Valentia!" gertak Cakra began to ignite his emotions.


"Which border is Mister? Didn't you limit yourself from the beginning? I'm just showing you that I'm not a Barbie doll that you're ready to play under the pretext that I'm your wife! I will do as you treat me!" snapping Helen, then the girl casually arranged her equipment in the room.


Inevitably Cakra came out of the room, followed by Tomy and Bayu, the genius man walked towards his study, "Crazy, the beautiful boss turned out to be cool, can make Cakra the genius until speechless." sneer Tomy with a giggle.


"Could not be lo!" this time Cakra gripped the collar of Tomy's shirt.