TAGGED WITH OM RICH
20. Owner of Ten Percent of Wijaya Shares.

Renatta's heart skipped a beat as he entered Richard's room. Previously, the girl had been in and out of the room, but not as loud as this time.

From today, he will be the new occupant in the luxurious white and gray room. All the activities that Renatta used to do in his room, now moved to that place.

“Sorry, sir. This is put where?” The voice of a housekeeper interrupts Renatta's daydream.

It turned out that since then, two house assistants followed them to bring the suitcases belonging to the new mistress.

“Bring into dressing room.” Richard said as he took off his wedding coat.

“Om, I—I mean my stuff got a place in the dressing room?” Tanya Renatta curious.

Richard nodded. The two house assistants were ready to come out.

“Ayo.”

Richard took his wife to the dressing room.

Renatta. Richard's dressing room was even wider than the girl's in Setiawan's house.

He stared in amazement at the row of suits hanging inside the glass cabinet. Similarly, dozens of expensive watches are displayed behind a table that is also coated with glass.

“Re.”

“I-ya.” The girl stamped. Can't hide his admiration.

“Start now, this part is yours.” Richard pointed at the glass cabinet on the right.

Not only the wardrobe, there are also shelves for shoes, bags, and also a dressing table.

“Later you can organize your stuff.”

The man walked into his wardrobe, not knowing what he was doing. Renatta doesn't care. He was busy admiring his clothes storage.

“Use this to buy all your needs. Shop as much.” Richard suddenly returned and thrust a black card at the girl.

“But om, I already have that from papa. Yes although not black.” Renatta chuckled at the end of his sentence.

“Om already know my account number, ‘right? You can transfer it every month. No need to give me this much.” Continue the girl. Although he did not know how much it contained, he believed the number was more than often in the transfer of papa and his brother.

Renatta, however, was not feeling well. Richard helped the company. And the girl did not want to bother anymore.

“Save that card from your papa. From now on, use this card. Besides, I don't have time to transfer it every month.” Said Richard while taking off his bow tie.

“Then the money in this card from where?”

“Office. From now on, you are the owner of ten percent stake in Wijaya Group. And also, half my salary was sent to that account.”

Renatta's eyes were perfectly rounded. He could not believe what his ears were hearing.

“S-ten percent s-share Wijaya Group?” The girl stamped. His hands suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

“Mm. You are now part of Vijaya. So it should have got a share share.”

“But, om—

Renatta clenched his lips as Richard's hand lifted asking him to be quiet.

“Don't say much. I'm tired.”

The man then walked into the bathroom after removing the shirt he was wearing.

“Om, I mean how many passwords this card?” Renatta is chasing after her husband.

Richard stopped his steps in the doorway. Then slightly twist the body.

“Your birthday.” The man's head shook his head when he realized his words. “I mean, your date of birth.” Then he went into the bathroom.

“Thanks, about husband.” Jerit Renatta from the dressing room. Although the bathroom door had closed, he was sure Richard could hear it.

While waiting for Richard to take a bath, Renatta changed his wedding dress with casual clothes.

He decided to put his things in the closet.

“Even there is still a lot of space left. I'll fill you up soon.” Renatta observed the empty space in his closet.

The girl then ventured to open the closet owned by her husband. He picked up a plain white t-shirt, and black shorts for Richard to wear after the shower.

“Ten percent stake, and half salary om Rich.” Renatta stared at the black card Richard gave him.

The girl jumped up happily. While holding the magic card.

“I have to save it well.” The girl then kept it in her wallet.

“Si om shower long time.” He muttered while stretching his body.

“Why not just rest?” Suddenly there was a pair of arms hugging his waist.

Renatta jerked. His heart was racing back quickly. Even though he officially bears the status of husband and wife, the girl still feels awkward.

Richard's fresh and warm breath hit the surface of Renatta's skin which made the girl shudder.

“Still long for dinner. We rest first.” Richard led his wife out of the dressing room.

“O-om, it's wearing the shirt first.”

Renatta turned his body backwards pointing at the clothes he had prepared for Richard.

But the man just put his shoulder out. Clutching Renatta's shoulder, walking out of the dressing room.

‘Gawat.. will he finish me off now?’

Suddenly Renatta covered the front body with both hands.

The girl's eyes rounded as Richard clasped her back from behind.

“For what to use clothes if it will finally open as well?” Asked the man while drowning his face in the curve of his wife's neck.

Renatta swallowed his hard-earned saliva. The girl tube stiffened. After all, this was Renatta's first experience of being close to a man.

He had locked his heart when Richard rejected him first.

“O-om.” Renatta bit his lower lip when Richard's hand started mischievously on the girl's body.

“This is also my first experience, Re.” Richard told his wife.

“B-liar.” Terka Renatta's. Richard was very good at kissing, where he probably had no previous experience.

“You don't trust me?” The man's hand went into the loose t-shirt Renatta was wearing. He gives a gentle swab on the surface of the skin of the wife's stomach.

“A-I'm not sure om can be trusted.” The girl blocked Richard's arm from the outside of the t-shirt he was wearing.

The large, warm palm began to mischievously move upwards. Getting such a response, Richard turned his wife's body to face him.

The eyes of the two met each other. Lock each other up.

Richard's bead was so hypnotic, that whichever woman he looked at like that, he would surely melt his heart.

Renatta felt Richard's hand now at his nape. The man's thumb rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

“Hmm. You're correct. I am just a human being, who has not escaped sin. You can trust me, but not completely. So that someday, you don't get too hurt if I make a mistake.”

“O-om.. mmhh.”

Renatta did not speak. Her lips had been silenced by the husband's warm kiss.

‘I want to be selfish, Re. I want to look perfect in your eyes forever. I want everything above my power. But I can't.’

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