The Barbarians
Moodyans

"Sayanggg, or ah don't sulk," Arsen was on his way. An upset Asya did not speak a word even though Arsen had persuaded him fromitadi.

It was all because they failed to get to Sydney. Just about to leave earlier, suddenly Asya nauseous. Asya said she only caught a cold and still wanted to go to Sydney.

But apparently God has not allowed it. There are more problems that are quite complicated and must involve Arsen in the office, inevitably must be resolved today as well. And yes, that's why they failed to get to Sydney.

"Dear."

Silent. Arsen sighed looking at his wife's behavior. "Asya." Now Asya turned his head, just looking without a sound. Arsen breathed. Again. "You got a mouth?"

"I ask you again, you have no mouth?" Asya nodded in response. "Jawab can't use your mouth?" Strange but real, Asya's eyes even glazed as if he wanted to cry.

"Heyy? Ashaaa. Why the hell are you?" ask Arsen confused. While a little as he pleased, Asya replied, "You are evil! I'm going to Sydney why should it be canceled?! He said it could be a holiday."

"Well, I didn't say I couldn't, just now the time isn't right, baby. You were also nauseous earlier," replied Arsen in a low tone. "Stop me saying I don't have to."

"Okay, now you say gakpapa, later if there's anything how? Don't tell me I doain us why-why, I just don't want things that we don't want to happen. How reckless can it be?"

"I've always been nirving sa—"

"She said but just now argued that?" Asya waved her lips, sulking. "For our good, honey, huh? Don't fuck anymore. I promise we'll go to Sydney after everything's settled."

"Jaudah yes. Promise but?!"

"Yes, I promise you, babe. Now tell me, where do you want me to go to get anterin. But I'll stay for the office. Will I take you to Ara's house or something?"

Seeing Asya having a little trouble breathing, Arsen stopped the car on the side of the road. He took a tissue and helped Asya to expel snot. "Why should we cry anyway, which. Could've had a discussion earlier than you were crying."

Asya did not respond. He even moved to sit on Arsen's lap. It was already usual~ and Arsen was getting used to his wife's behavior. "They're evil."

"For dahh. Where do you want to go?" asked Arsen again while stroking Asya's back. "I'm coming with you to the office, not going anywhere you want the same."

"Yaudah, okay. But don't complain about the boss later." Asya nodded then placed her head on Arsen's shoulders. Arsen himself returned to driving. In his heart sing, 'so is syulitt~"

In the midst of the silence. Arsen thought Asya was sleeping. One of his hands slipped to stroke Asya's back again, but suddenly Asya kept his head away from Arsen's shoulders.

Asya is not sleeping. Now he looks at Arsen with a seductive smile. "Great-looking husband of mine," Asya's seductive seduce Arsen's jaw. "You what?"

"Es cream!"

"Rachels."

....・゜゜・╥﹏╥.・゜゜・...

By nightfall. Arsen and Asya arrived at the office after buying ice cream. Arsen takes care of the problem while Asya goes into Arsen's private room still carrying her ice cream.

Arsen wanted to ban it, but did not have time to rush the door closed. Arsen was forced to let Asya bring her ice cream and start work.

There were only a few employees left in the office, they were the important people Arsen needed and had to be overtime today. But take it easy, although it must be overtime, the salary is +++++.

In Arsen's private room, Asya was cool watching a video tiktok of course while enjoying ice cream. Fyi, Arsen not only bought Asya ice cream, he bought a lot of snacks so Asya did not get bored.

"For such a fyp luee, isn't there a Korean cogan? Ehh, good job as well." Asya walked closer to the door then raised her head on the door. "Dear."

Arsen, who was talking on the phone, turned his head, raising one eyebrow with the intention of asking what was wrong. "Do you have a laptop?" Arsen shook his head, "Do you want to be taken home?" asked Arsen without a sound.

Asya dressingan shakes. "What wifi cass? I want drakoran." Arsen had Asya wait for a while, as the Arsen caller was a little impatient.

After the call was interrupted, Arsen moved towards Asya who was still in her position. Arsen kissed Asya's forehead a glance. "Why?"

"You watch drakor. Because there is no laptop, I want to watch on HP. What's your wifi pass?" ask Asya with a stare. Arsen!

"Password wifinya. kiss me first." Asya opened the door, he approached Arsen and kissed his right and left cheeks and lips.

Arsen smiled happily, "The password is the name of the company plus the end of our wedding date." Asya tried to connect, it worked. "Cana!"

"Would you take a shower? It's like this, "grabbing Arsen before Asya gets into the room. "No, you're not ready either. I'm smashed in the apartment alone."

"Judek. Don't scatter the food in the dalem. You need anything to tell me, right?" Asya nodded. He came out and kissed Arsen's lips again. "Well, I want to watch. You're excited, baby."

"Wait." Arsen pulls Asya out, he holds the nape of Asya, pulls her and starts kissing Asya's lips. Not just a kiss, but more than that.

Asya himself did not rebel, he instead wrapped his hands on Arsen's waist. Referees the problem is not resolved because of this, Arsen took off his kiss and ended up kissing Asya's forehead.

"That's watching." Asya smiled happily, she kissed Arsen's lips once again and entered.

After the door closed, Arsen approached the wall and placed his head there, "When it was good to go to Sydney. Why did the problem appear now anyway ah?!"

Tok! The lethargic Arsen turned around. Seeing his secretary appear, Arsen told him to come in. "She called me?"

"Can we meet now, Dam?" tanya Arsen tried seriously. "Now, sir? Maghrib but."

"Maghrib title if so. Rest or pray first for those who want to pray."

"Yes, sir. But this is a member we're not very complete, still want a meeting, sir?" Arsen nodded. "Let there be those who know. Oh yeah, ask them what they want to eat. Let abis maghrib on dinner."

"Good, sir." Secretary Arsen left. Arsen himself returned to his chair, sitting around turning the chair to think.

As soon as the Maghrib Adhan sounded in his ear, Arsen exited the room and went to the mosque that was still in his office area. Arsen felt he did not smell because he was not too sweaty as well, so Arsen chose to directly pray.

After praying and dhikr in the mosque, Arsen went on foot to find food that Asya might like. Arsen recalled that Asya wanted strawberry-flavored food. Seeing that there was a cake shop, Arsen went in and looked for what Asya wanted.

Back to Asya. He watched the drama casually. Until finally arrived at a scene that was quite moving. Because he did not want to cry, Asya stopped watching the drama and returned to see the video tiktok.

A sad tiktok video even appeared on Asya's fyp. Seeing that Asya's tears were dripping. "Anjirr what the fuck am I nangiss muluu?! Cake is not really Asya," said Asya wipe his tears, and return to watch the drama.

While busy continuing the drama, when there was one of the actors who died, Asya's tears even flowed. "Aaaa, pity.... I'm not saying bangett...."

"Kok died anyway... Aaaa...."

Feeling the need for Arsen's embrace, Asya walked out of the room with her disheveled face. Her tears were still flowing, her nose was flushed, ah the tree was completely tangled.

Asya surprised. Seeing that Arsen was not in his chair, Asya came out without a second thought. "Arsenic... Hua.l..." Asya cried again.

The Arsen secretary who heard Asya's cry came out in a hurry. Panicked. "Why, mom? What's up?"

"Arsen?"

"Father of prayer, buu. Back away maybe. Patience, mom, calm down. Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Instead of answering Asya instead ran forward to see Arsen appear.

Asya immediately hugged him. Looking as if Asya was crying, Arsen took off his embrace and looked at his wife seriously. "You cry why else until as much as you like, sayangg?" Asya did not answer.

"Dam. Whoa, Adam! Why is this Bini me?!" ask Arsen firmly. "I don't know either, sir. Suddenly came out crying on that cake."

Arsen gave the goods in his hand to Adam. "Please put it in my room." Adam took it and did as he commanded.

"Well crying?" It felt Asya shaking in Arsen's chest. "Why do you cry? To my room, ayok?" Asya now takes off her arms and stretches out her arms, intending to ask in her cradle.

Arsen carried her in front, like carrying a koala. "Aigoo." Arsen sat in his chair and Asya sat on the lap while hiding her head on the chest of Arsen's field.

"Sir, I'm continuing my work? Uwuphobia I see the same father as mother." Arsen laughed, "Continue. Don't forget to ask the employee I told you about, Dam."

"Ready, sir." Adam, the secretary of Arsen, left. Now they both live in the room. "You why cry? Because I'm not in the room or what? Try the story here."

Asya took off and looked at Arsen's eyes. "So I watched it, sad, because I changed to watch a video tiktok. And then I found another sad video, it was the content creator was left dead. Because I don't want to be sad so I change, I watch again. Ehhh, suddenly the player died," Asya replied a little bit as unwillingly.

"But? Dead again? He died yesterday, so he's alive and dead again?" Asya pouted, "No! It's a different drama."

"Why choose sad end drama and keep your. Nangis mulu that fitting they die still choose the corpse."

"I didn't know they were dead."

"Judah, tomorrow you don't have to watch any more dramas." Asya furrowed her brows. "Why can't you?!"

"I don't like you crying. Later people will also think you cry because of me. If you want to watch find the synopsis first how, ending how, do not just watch."

"So it's actually okay or not?"

"As far as you're important don't cry," Arsen wiped Asya's tears. "Yet you said you wanted strawberry cake, that's me buying it."

"I don't want cake, I want a kiss." Arsen looked at Asya with his eyes narrowed, "Fishing?"

"Hehehhh. Yaudah where's cake?" Asya stood up from the lap for a while then sat down again in Arsen's lap facing the table. He cut the cake and ate it himself. "Emm, delicious. But it's better to make an apartment deck."

Arsen didn't say anything this time. A little surprised to see Asya whose mood could change in a split second. Plus, Asya likes to cry because of trivial things. Very interesting according to Arsen.

"Darling, would you like to?" Arsen opened his mouth to be bribed, Asya also fed a piece of the cake to Arsen. "You're here, don't move, let me continue working" Arsen ordered.

With ease Asya leaned her head on her husband's chest and saw what her husband was doing. He was completely silent, though as he chewed on the strawberry cake.

Tok! The sound of knocking on the door averted the eyes of the lovers. It turned out that the head of the bodyguard who was Arsen's right hand came.

"Excuse me, boss. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'd like to know if our prisoner escaped." Arsen sighed in annoyance, trying to control the emotions as Asya was nearby. "Why is it not really guarded?" tanya Arsen is full of emphasis.

"Your performance is getting worse, I see. You're the only one in the basement there, replace Stevan. I told you from the beginning, if Stevan escapes, you guys come in. So you're really going in?"

Bodyguard Arsen kneeling. "Sorry, boss. I know, I was wrong. Don't punish me...."

"Rice." Asya who saw felt like she was feeling tired, her eyes were already glazed again. "Darling, pity tauu..."

Any more? Arsen was truly astonished by this wife. "Why kasian? Those who work are not very smart."

"But pity too."

"If my escaped prisoner hugged me, would you?" Asya immediately shook his head quickly. "Judah, you have no pity."

"Boss.."

"What?" ask Arsen ketus. Understandably yes, the effects of fatigue in the face of work. "I want you to know that our prisoner is also dead."

Arsen's eyebrows are wrinkled. "You guys shoot?"

The man shook his head, he stood up to explain. "So when Stevan ran away, we also managed to go after him, boss. On the run, he hit the guy who turned out to be Odgj. Because the odgj was sprained, Stevan was thrown into the street. Coinciding with that, the car passed at a fast speed so Stevan got hit and ended up dead."

Hearing that, Asya laughed. "Rabbit. How could Odgj have killed him. You shouldn't be, honey?"

"You're weird today, so scared of me. It's been screeching, crying, twitching, crying again, this is the news of the dead even laughing." Asya. "Staying doesn't mean I'm crazy."

"I'm not saying you're crazy. Wait, diem, don't volunteer." Arsen switched to his bodyguard. "Urus the rest, definitely Stevan really died. If it's not, go back in the room."

"Ready, boss. I go first yes, boss." Arsen nodded, his bodyguard left. Arsen and Asya are back.

"I'm not crazy."

"Nobody said you were crazy, my dear." Asya grinned, then turned around again. He now faces Arsen. "I want to kiss."

"I still have a lot of work."

"So can't?" ask Asya seduce. "No way, my work won't be done."

"Yaudah, ask for Adam's kiss." As soon as Asya was about to make a move, Arsen pulled his nape and began a brutal kiss.

Arsen took a moment to breathe. "Sinful asking for a kiss with another guy." Asya grinned again, "Just kidding, babe. Your brother too."

"You're that...." Arsen did not continue his words. He carried Asya and took her to a private room. Arsen put Asya down slowly and began to kiss Asya while trying to take off her clothes.

And yes, their activities continue. Arsen's work was neglected. They don't care about anything else and are busy sweating in the air-conditioned room. You guys don't look up to me first. Awkwkwk.