OB BELONGS TO THE CEO

OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: KEVIN'S UPSET


Even after waking up, Gita's body felt stoned, crumpled and sore. But still can not be an excuse to refuse the invitation to worship before they actually sleep that night.


Another round of upheaval occurred. Even the turn of Gita's lips are stuck like blood-sucking leeches on Gilang's neck, chest, and stomach.


Many reddish ceres were scattered on the toasted bread, comparable to the sprinkling of small stars in the mountainous area of the Gita. Impasse.


Morning pick. The schedule is on WAG. At 9pm local time they will start moving. At 7 they were invited to have breakfast together at the hotel restaurant.


After the dawn prayer, Gita did not dare to lenyah-lenyyah. Choose to immediately dry his wet hair, afraid of embarrassment if later will be teased Ninik or Kevin. If only he found his hair wet. Where cold, it could be that he will get sick due to colds, cold.


Gilang did the thing there, choosing to dry his hair and then arrange it with pomade so that the good looks were maintained.


Gilang is proud of the appearance of the skin surface of his chest, while still not installing his shirt in front of the mirror.


"Waaw.. a lot of overnight a'a in the bite of a mosquito ya neng." Flickering swivel proud in front of the mirror.


"A'aaa, shy neng." pouted.


"Ngapain shame. It's a sign that it's pro." Kekeh Gilang hugged Gita from behind.


"A'a... is also an expert."


"Any bebph?"


"Tau aaah.." Gita's facial skin is pink, original shy with her husband's mild temptation.


"Eh... How does it still hurt?"


"Little."


"How's the road?"


"Yes in strong. No way during the later activities A'a carrying a cuddly."


"I'm sorry, neng. It should be a real honeymoon. Not while working gini. A'a ga modal anyway." concludes Gilang himself.


"It is not a capital. The moment is also perfect. The important thing is to reduce the onslaught. Tonight we have permission. Pliis wants a break." Meanwhile, Gita asked permission. Afraid of being beaten again by a husband who turned out to save incredible stamina.


"God willing." Briefly answer Gilang who is neat with clothes that deserve to work.


Gita's appearance is no less cool. It was already similar to the normal look of outsiders in general. Using a coat and scarf prevents cold weather out there.


By saying Bismillah, the two went out of the room together, to the place according to schedule.


There were only a few people there, and people knew they were only dating. About Gita is Kevin's sister partly already known, so a bit reluctant to them to mingle or just greet the togetherness of the couple who came along with the radiant face.


Ninik only arrived when Gita was faced with his dinner plate. While Gilang who is still awkward choose to mingle with other male employees. So that it is not obvious if now they are playing a show, as if not a legitimate couple.


Kevin was a bit late, when almost all the other employees finished their breakfast, he just arrived. I don't know what made the CEO late this morning. Maybe busy solo career, in batrenya ga kebawa plug. It could be all night, he just spent it fantasizing alone.


Oh. mai got. The pik tor yak.


Kevin has been served by hotel officials for his breakfast menu. He sat at the table where Gita and Ninik sat. To be safer, from the temptations of other female employees.


"For Gita... How are you?" hello Kevin cute a little naughty full of a bit kepo tone on his sister.


"Baaiiik." Gita is confused to call Pak or Kak at this time of work but not at the office.


"Where is the MP successful...?" haiiissh is a mouth pliis deh, can be ga se tata se rombeng it, Gita is embarrassed.


"Hmm." Dehemnya by looking left and right. Though the distance of their table is quite far from the others. But the Gita base is too sensitive, so the anger is still, people pay attention and to him he thinks.


"Huh.just hm. GOAL is not it? What's cross?" Volume please yes. Please do not get louder also call his voice. Gita really wants to get a head of Kevin, find duct tape or something like that, so that Kevin is not bawel. It's not okay, just Gita's embarrassed. Don't know why.


The time is already almost 9, so other employees have shimmered towards the bus that will take them to TKP kaji tiru.


Gilang approached the table that Kevin, Ninik and Gita sat at. There was a cynical glint from Kevin's eyes when he saw Gilang who was near the table he occupied.


"For Kevin." Sapa Gilang cheerful as usual. Kevin just nodded, because his mouth was still busy chewing the last food on the plate.


Kevin stood up, after downing a glass of clear water to make sure his oral cavity was clean. Then his hand grabbed and removed the scarf around his neck, throwing it at Gilang.


"Nyesel cave, have an idea for you before you get here." He said a little cynically, then he would leave them.


Glare welcome the scarf in his hand. Not understanding the meaning of Kevin's words that sound upset, whether serious or not.


"Why brother?" tanya Gita approached Kevin.


"You too. What kind of cover. Let your work go nowhere." Kevin looks a little embarrassed. And keep stepping to leave them for the bus after the other employees.


Gita turned to look at Gilang who was still holding the scarf that Kevin threw earlier. With a somewhat confused face.


Gita tepok jidat, just sober. The sprinkling of messes ceres turned out not only on the torn bread Gilang, but on the neck there are also two.


Ambyaaaar..has not pink again it's the face of Gita because of shame. But it's orange red, and a little pale.


"Yes my. The cave can say ga siih now. Shame on me." Gita's fizzle, which then poked the scarf perfectly around her husband's neck, so that her twelve puffs last night were not visible to the public.


"Laughter of the sin of Git...?" chirps Ninik from earlier like a wooden statue, just as an observer without action.


"Diem. It's tetiba lemes' feet, so ashamed to know." Umpat Gita, regret not heirloom close with possible foindation on the trail of love that in torehnya accidentally on the trunk of the neck of her husband.


"Why shame...? It is legitimate. Reasonable dong. Today Gini son of Junior High has also made gape so." Again Ninik mocked the panicked Gita.


"Yes it's legitimate. But it's not in the neck either. I'll be caught that's it." Gita Ga is clear.


"Anu what neng...?" Gilang who as a victim has finally lost his shame. Replaced with the funny feeling of looking at the face of panic and shame on Gita's face


Seriate...


Hmmm.. finally can double up.


Even though kelamaman.


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