OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: NOT ANGRY
The purpose of conducting official trips in order to review and imitate large companies with a flow that still has a correlation with the company Kevin has certainly become a mood booster for 20 employees who are lucky to have opportunity at that time.
Stages of activities run according to the schedule they make. Recreation to tourist attractions typical of the country was certainly not spared from the agenda that has become part of the trip.
Everyone looks excited and excited. Only Kevin chooses to sleep in a hotel room. Ask permission and apologize tofak can join the event.
Until the end of their last night there, it was true that Danu was ordered by Kevin. Already managed to take care with the hotel party to prepare a surprise evening for the newlyweds. Who else if not Gita and Gilang.
The two did not think if, dinner was special made as beautiful as possible, the layout of the table that was deliberately made indented to form a triangle. And at the top of it was Gita and Gilang sitting.
Kevin observed from a corner, with a mobile phone that had been on a video call with Diendra. Unimaginable pleasure papi, seeing the success of Kevin presents the best night for his daughter.
There were no words that Gita could express again that night, other than proclaiming that her relationship with Gilang had officially become husband and wife. Also, Gita has not been reluctant to state his identity that he is really a brother of one father, different mothers with the CEO of their company.
Some know, some know. But none of that is a problem for them. After all, the Gita has never been welcomed as a special walaun as the sister owner of the company.
In addition, the daily life of the Gita that never shows arrogance at all. Gita is like any other employee, who they know only as a friend of the boarding house of Ninik and Siska.
The office employees were suspicious of Siska, because it was as if he immediately jumped to be Kevin's personal secretary after Gilang became Aspri. In fact, Siska is just a good friend of Kevin Sebastian Mahesa's mistress.
The romantic dinner at the hotel restaurant was over, and tonight was the last night they stayed at the hotel, because early in the morning they were going to fly back, back home.
"Neng... have you slept?" Glazed scratching his head which is not really itchy. Somewhat manyun saw his beautiful wife had entered in a blanket with a left tilted position even on the left side of their bed, facing the wall, meaning Gilang can partially dong back.
"Neng Iaaang.. time in stay call Hani has gone straight to bed neng?" Gilang joined still into the same blanket.
"My dearuuu... my love, my pulse.." rayunya again which turned out to be fruitful, namely the movement turned towards Gilang.
"That's a hell of a thing, all the pulse." replied Gita rather rudely.
"Eneng doesn't like to sleep on his back. Same beibph, a'a also don't want to love your back. Unless you want to ask for the mountain sling's hook." Gilang's lips were stuck on Gita's cheeks.
"I'm sorry" replied Gita briefly and did not respond to the small kisses that had been placed on the area all over her face.
"Neng why?"
"What?"
"After the romantic dinner earlier, it should neng seneng dong. But this is like gini spirit. What's the matter neng?" Gilang is sensitive, aware that the look on his wife's face is not enthusiastic about her kisses, whether Gita might be tired, thought Gilang himself
"Ga there's nothing. We're sleeping, A." Gita pulled the blanket over her chest. A little looked up a little to kiss her husband's cheek, in return for the kiss that was long.
He felt that the kiss was just a formality. Not as a blazing response to love.
Gilang pulled Gita's head, then placed it on his arm, he hugged not far away. So that the breath of the two is also in line to blow each other.
"If a'a's wrong, a'a sorry dear. Understandably, we haven't even been husband and wife for a week. Of course, there are many habits that we do not know about each other. But whatever it is. Please talk, don't shut up. Don't ask a'a guess, later misinterpretation, instead of finished uh, even a new problem arises ntar." Gilang stroked his wife's hair slowly with affection and patience.
She felt her chest cold. Looks wet. And the wetness came from the spring that the source was in his arms.
"Sorry yes neng. a'a nyakitin eneng yes. Until the cry gini.?" Gilang felt that there was a shaking movement from the head he was holding.
"Sorry yes ...?" the question was slow, but I did not know what was wrong. But Gilang already understand the contents of the legislation regarding marriage, article one wife is never wrong, if the wrong cause is the husband.
"Will it be wrong to apologize...?" finally Gita made a sound, with a stinging voice holding her pulse.
"Kalo a'a ga apologize immediately, later the effect continues neng. A'a can't ask for rations." Sontak Gita looked up again to see the face of her ketceh husband.
"A'a. iih. It is halal. Ask for rations almost every night anyway?"
"Let cepet be neng's son, so our household rame." Reply Gilang kissed again the forehead of the old Gita.
"A.. later, next time you call Hani. Eneng brought ya." Suddenly without asking Gita to unravel his uneg-unegnya without asking.
"Hm... eneng angry because a'a call Hani later...?" Gilang realized that his wife was jealous of his nephew.
"Madly..." Reply Gita tightened her embrace on Gilang.
"Sorry. a'a ga ngira. If you feel at the cuekin earlier. Because a'a callnya also in deket eneng, ga hid that, continued Hani also just healed right. So a'a guess it's normal, because Hani's habits are so a'a." Light of Gilang to his possessive wife.
"Yes.neng apologized. Not yet know the habits of a'a who cares very much with Hani. But, at least during a'a call, you sit on a'a lap. Let's not forget, I've got a wife." Said Gita hardened her chin, actually embarrassed already as jealous it feels rivaled with a toddler.
"Uuu... uuu. airplay... airplay ... airplay. My wife is old age doang, it means ga to the bone apparently. Iyaa. a'a promise deh, ntar call him ga long, and while hugging deeh's wife." Gilang pinched Gita's cheek while stealing a kiss on the lips that just finished talking earlier.
"A'a.." yess Gita's lips opened after calling her husband friendly.
Where ever the cross failed to attack the mouth, of course his tongue has shot, sweeping clean teeth that are actually clean after rubbing earlier.
Don't ask how Gita responds, she's not really angry. Just a little disturbed, because the duration of love is cut because of the length of the phone call between Hani and Gilang.
Seriate...
Plan to drive lazy yaa
Sorry if I don't like it
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