Staycation With Boss
The Clear Choice

"Can you take me home, Ka?"

Really demand is beyond the expectations of Raka and Adista. Presumably Adista did not want more heartache. He chose to leave. This time Adista positioned himself as a staff who did not bother with the affairs of his Boss. Although it is in the heart very sick, because the Boss is also her own husband.

"No, Nat. I can't," Raka replied.

Raka refused. Because, for Raka the choice is clear. All about Natasha is the past. As he said to Adista that the present and the future only exist Adista in his life.

Even when Raka uncovers Natasha's hand, Natasha widens both eyes. I really didn't think that Raka could do all this.

"Raka" said Adista lirih.

"I'm leaving."

Raka chose to leave the gallery. All Raka thought about was to immediately pick up her car and later catch up with Adista who usually waits for her at the Busway stop next to the Hotel. Just like Raka's guess, Adista sat there.

"Come, honey," said Raka. The man immediately got out of his car and opened the door on the side of the wheel for Adista.

Adista did not want to fight. She chose to enter her husband's car. Once in the car, Raka immediately drove her car. Today is quite heavy, in a day his wife has been bad mood twice. Raka had to explain everything, but it was better to arrive at the apartment immediately. Let the two of them remain silent, for Raka also needs concentration and focus to drive.

After a few moments of driving, they finally arrived at their unit. Once he entered the unit, Adista took off his shoes and headed to the kitchen for a drink. Thirsty, especially today it does not make Adista okay.

"Darling," said Raka shrewdly by holding his wife.

While Adista was being indifferent. Somehow he felt. Want him not to be angry, but as a wife to be honest there is a sense of jealousy that envelops the heart.

"I want to rest, Mas Raka," replied Adista.

"I'm temenin," replied Raka.

"Mas, take off the suit first," replied Adista. Her husband was still wearing his coat. Not yet had the suit been released from his body.

"Lepasin" pinta Raka.

"Don't want to, before," replied Adista. Again Adista spoke honestly, he is upset right now.

Raka turned now he was standing before his wife. Adista's two hands he carried to his waist. "Please, dear ... take off my suit," gently pinta Raka.

Adista still put on an annoyed face, but her hand moved and removed the gray suit from her husband's body. Although pouting, Adista still did her husband's request.

"His body too" pinta Raka now.

Still with a maniacal lips and avoiding eye contact with her own husband, Adista's hand finally crept and removed the tie from her husband's neck. Raka smiled. Just removing a suit and tie can be an intimate and thrilling moment.

"No way," Adista replied with a still frown.

"Please, three buttons," replied Raka. Now Raka is positioning Adista's hand on the buttons of his shirt. He asked to release the three buttons.

Still upset, Adista finally released three buttons on the shirt worn by her husband from the neck, down to the second and third buttons. Raka smiled, anxious even with Adista pouting like this.

After all, Raka lifted Adista's hip and made his wife sit on kitchen Island. Raka's two hands now win his wife's waist, with Adista's position like this then the position of the two faces parallel.

"My choice is certain, dear. What my heart wants is clear. Only you. Convinced of me, he is only the past," Raka said now giving an affirmation.

"He seems to want you, plus Rayyan's attitude like that pisses me off" Adista replied.

Adista admitted honestly how upset she was with her own sister-in-law. Why Rayyan actually acts as if to support Natasha and Raka, even though Rayyan also knows that her brother is now married not good to say so.

"Why did Rayyan say that, but Rayyan knew you were married. As a sister it shouldn't be so, either" Adista said in annoyance.

"Rayyan likes you, maybe that's the reason," Raka replied.

Adista closed his eyes for a moment, annoyed by the situation. Meanwhile, Raka was still not tired of looking at the beautiful face that was now facing her. Really, Raka admits it is a simple girl like Adista who can make her crazy, especially Adista always has a side that makes Raka desire by itself.

"Don't think about it, honey. Bad mood keeps pity on her baby. No matter how many times the opportunity comes, I won't falter, honey. My choice is clear, I will always choose you, prioritize you. I don't want to just promise, but I will always give you proof" Raka said.

Hearing what her husband said, Adista looked at her face. Adista wished her husband could really trust her. Adista could not imagine that Raka would ruin his trust. The love in her heart wants Raka to be the only man in her life. In the past, Adista did not like Raka, but everything has changed. His love wants Raka to always be his.

Now Raka's hand touches Adista's stomach which is still flat. The man looked down and kissed Adista's stomach. Cup.

"Pity our baby if his mother is often bad mood. Focus on pregnancy first. When's the paper, can baby nengokin?" ask Raka.

Adista came back to hear her husband's words. Until finally, Raka smiled as she stroked the side of Adista's face.

"From all my reactions, the choice was clear, Yang. Only you can drive me crazy. Only you can make me desire like this. Honest and very serious, my dear. I'm not making it up."

Raka's voice turned raucous. One hand stroked Adista's thigh. Breaking into the skirt that Adista was wearing. The caress made Adista hold her breath.

"Don't be bad mood. Other people are bad mood, I can be indifferent. Different if you, I can think."

Raka said that, still stroking his wife's thigh. Ah, the man was just around, Raka's hand rubbing made Adista really hold back. However, Raka was even more tempting, until Adista's face reddened there.

"You promised you'd kiss me when we got home. We are already in our unit. Just two. So, I'll charge it," said Raka.

Adista. She had almost wavered and muttered, but still her husband said so. Do not forget also the hands of another Raka who is trying to feel the curves of femininity in her body.