The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 209 S2 (The Perfect Honeymoon)

Meanwhile at The Lombok Lodge, in the luxury suite Meri was satisfied. It was not in vain that he paid one of the OBs whose night duty provided a spare key to be able to enter the room of the Ceo who had stolen his heart since the beginning of the meeting.

He made a special concoction containing a low-dose sleeping drug plus a heavy dose*** that would make the Ceo submissive and submissive to him. Satisfied, he entered the now dark room at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Seeing a body figure that had slept under the blanket made Meli smile with a feeling of pleasure. Although only ONS but it is a pride for Meli who can share the warmth with the Ceo.

Day was surprised to feel something chewy sticking warmly on her chest. Day opens eyes. He could not believe it so realized there was a woman with a plain body sleeping hugging her body. As the saying goes, a cat is fed with salted fish, who refuses fortune?

His mind worked quickly to connect the events he experienced at dinner with their latest client. In the dim light he knew the woman who tried to attract the attention of Ivan now seemed resigned in his arms.

Meli who feel warm in the arms of a burly body feel happy when light touches begin to feel. He was so swept away and began to take out the village** which made the instinct of Hari increase.

As Day began to crawl up, Meli opened her eyes. In the dim light of the room he saw a different look on his face, unlike his expectations when he began to enter the luxuri suite.

He quickly pushed Hari's body that was already on it. But the day that the war drug has mastered***does not release the prey already caught in the trap.

Because both have mastered the pill seta* finally the cursed action occurred between the two human children who are equally not exercising common sense in their respective minds. Both have been blinded with naf** worldly so do not think again halal, directly hit. Sadist!

Meli woke up first at a very cold dawn. He quickly put on clothes and immediately slipped out of the room while enduring the annoyance, as he made love to the wrong person.

As she felt a piercing chill run down to the bone\, Hari opened her eyes. He looked left and right and no one was with him. A faint smile rose on Hari's face. Not bad tonight warmed his mind as he said*** smile.

The sound of a cell phone ringing in the morning blind, made Hari rise from the bed. He grabbed a cell phone on the nightstand. The name Bagong appears on the phone screen.

“What's up mas?” Day was unable to endure her sleepiness while covering her mouth which was still yawning.

“I want us to cut Lombok traditional dance with native music of the region,” said Bagong seriously.

“Why not talk directly to the boss,” Hari is still yawning, he really can not resist drowsiness because his power has been drained overnight.

“Where do I dare to disturb a boss who is honeymooning. Can-can be bonus and my family vacation canceled.”

“Truly,” finally Hari agreed to Bagong's desire to convey his idea of the original dance of Lombok at the time of syutting tomorrow, thus the progress is completed faster.

After performing the Fajr prayer together, Ivan still wanted to indulge with his wife. But the phone call that Bagong asked to call him made Ivan feel upset. He was forced to reach for his cell phone and talk to Hari and then Bagong connected, until he contacted Roni.

Ivan still called Bagong cs to coordinate activities on the ground. For half an hour he spoke and delegated to Roni to handle all the work left in Jakarta because it will continue activities in Lombok for the next 6 days.

“Today I will spend time with my wife. No one else is interfering with my activities. My phone will not be active in the next two days,” said Ivan.

After all the coordination was done, Ivan ended the conversation. He hurriedly returned to the room, apparently Khaira was not there. The bed was neatly arranged. Ivan was disappointed not to find his wife.

Khaira's phone rang making Ivan stop his steps. He grabbed his wife's phone on the dresser. Dewo's face makes vc calls.

“What's up?” with a flat face Ivan answered Dewo's call.

His feelings became upset because so early this morning there was another man who called his wife, plus interference from Hari and Bagong made a plan that he had arranged since last night threatened ambyar.

“Sorry Mr Ivan, can I speak to miss Khaira?”

“My wife is still sleeping,” replied Ivan quickly.

“Wst .... “ Dewo surprised to hear Ivan's remark. Was she the last person to learn that the owner of the Kara Jewellery was Ceo's wife?

“There is no way I show my sleeping wife to another man,” Ivan said firmly, “Is there anything you want to say?”

“Ti... no sir. Forgive me for interrupting your break.” Dewo ended the conversation because his feelings became uncomfortable.

Irritated Ivan immediately put Khaira's phone back where it was. He walked to the pantry. It looks like the angel is still wearing his newly-picked shirt in the wardrobe. Her hair is still wet. The aroma of coffee fragrant to spoil the sense of smell.

Ivan walked up to Khaira and immediately hugged her from behind, making Khaira surprised. The sturdy hand was now coiled around his stomach with his chin propping up on his shoulder.

“Mas want breakfast now? There is a new coffee .... “ Khaira flips her body until the two face a distance of a few inches.

Without taking off the hug on his left hand, Ivan's right hand immediately grabbed the coffee that was so fragrant. He sipped it quickly, he didn't care about the heat of the coffee.

Khaira was surprised that the coffee he had just made was immediately drunk by Ivan. His eyes rounded instantly, “I haven't tasted that coffee ...”

Ivan quickly raised Khaira's body to the pantry table and hugged her waist. “Here I share the coffee flavor...” He immediately scooped up a honey lake that the owner looked at Ivan did not understand.

The first kiss felt soft, long more demanding. Ivan didn't let this day pass. He had told Hari not to bother him all day. He will spend time with his wife without wanting to meet anyone and any activities.

Khaira was forced to wrap her thighs around Ivan's body, when Ivan calmly lifted her body to bring her back to the room without releasing the link between her lips. With his right leg Ivan closed the door of the room and laid his wife's body slowly onto the bed.

Khaira flipped over her body looking at the handsome face that was still asleep with a smooth snoring sound heard.

She stroked the face of her husband who was now beginning to be overgrown with fine mines with full of feeling. Khaira does not know, why now only this face is always imagined in the corner of her eyes. Although he tried to focus on work, but still could not remove his smile from his daily routine.

“Why?” Ivan suddenly opened his eyes, feeling subtle touches on his face.

His hands were getting closer and closer to his wife's warm body. It feels like he does not want to take off that slim and fragrant body all day. There was no sense of boredom and boredom for Ivan to spend time with his beloved wife who he had so long been waiting for.

Khaira did not stop the touch on her husband's face. Now he realizes the real love accompanied by passion that rises with jealousy that uninvited present tormenting moment longed to give attention to others.

“Sayang ..” Ivan grabbed Khaira's fingers and kissed them with affection. He was amazed at his wife's attitude.

Ivan looked into Khaira's clear eyes which also looked at him meaningfully. He could see the reflection of his face in the eyes of his wife who looked at him meaningfully. The two stared at each other and locked their eyes.

“Why?” Ivan could not hide his curiosity over Khaira's deep and meaningful gaze.

Khaira shook her head. She is ashamed to reveal that she has fallen in love with her husband, and feels fear of losing for the second time. And he did not want the new happiness of corn to pass quickly.

Ivan smiled warmly. He understood what his wife felt. Now he knew Khaira had given up all her heart just for him. Even though he did not say but from the look of his eyes revealed all.

“Masss...” Khaira was shocked when Ivan suddenly lifted his body.

“We will shower together,” Ivan's naughty look makes Khaira shudder.

He believes the duration of the bath this time will take longer than usual. But how else, if you refuse to be branded as an ungodly wife. She followed the game created by her husband.

This time Ivan was really satisfied, his desire to explore all the rooms to combine romance with the angel was done perfectly. No corner was missed for him to spoil his wife by trying various variations and techniques to fly together to achieve heavenly pleasure.

For two days now he has taken off his cell phone and all outside activities to take a break for a moment to enjoy a perfect honeymoon with his wife.

He smiled as Khaira sulked this early to contact Andini to send clothes from her room.

“No need,” Ivan instantly grabbed the wife's phone and put it back on the nightstand, “I'm glad to see you're using all mine.”

Khaira nodded at the husband's words. Her husband had no problem sharing clothes, but Khaira felt uncomfortable for two days wearing only Ivan's shirt without frills. That's exactly what Ivan wanted, to make things easy.

“Providing convenience to others great reward .... “ Ivan smiles happily as Khaira looks at him in annoyance, “Moreover husband himself.”

A knock on the bedroom door stopped the conversation of the two, Ivan who was still using a towel casually embracing Khaira followed him to open the door.

“Mas ihh!” Khaira tried to take off the sturdy hand that was wrapped around her waist.

Ivan opened the door. He frowned looking at the tall figure staring at the two of them with round eyes.

Khaira felt bad. She knew that she was the hotel manager who accompanied her husband during the opening ceremony of the exhibition.

“What is the problem so early miss Dewi came here?” without letting go of his embrace Ivan stared flatly at the manager who had come to his room that morning uninvited.

Dewi Ayu felt uncomfortable looking at the scene in front of her. Without saying anything he can guess what happened, especially the young woman who was with the man he had been aiming for did not use anything but a clothes shirt attached to his body. His eyes sharply scoured Khaira from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot.

Khaira clasped her body at Ivan trying to hide a laughing asset.

“Mas, not very polite,” Khaira increasingly annoyed looking at her husband who was indifferent to show off their affection.

“Pardon us miss, there is still a lot of business that I have to settle. This afternoon we will return to Lombok. Thank you for your service.” Leisurely Ivan raised Khaira and carried her on his shoulders like a sack of rice. And immediately closed the door without asking for the approval of Dewi Ayu.

Khaira hit her husband's sturdy shoulder, as Ivan casually took her back to the pantry to try a new spot where they pedaled the romance. She was amazed by her husband whose strength seemed to be endless.

With his wife Ivan felt perfect happiness. The two meaningful days were full of intimacy that she had always craved since the beginning of their marriage. But he can't lock up Khaira forever.

At dinner he had expressed his wish that from tomorrow Khaira would accompany him while in Lombok. He has called Herlan and Andini to take care of their return to Jakarta tomorrow, because last night the diamond exhibition was closed.

Khaira only listened to her husband's words without any intention of refuting. He felt sorry for Herlan and Andini. From the very beginning of their arrival Ivan did not let him get away from his side. Her hand that was in Ivan's grasp occasionally frowned at her husband in front of Herlan and Andini, so that their two subordinates looked the other way.

“Basic bucin.” Herlan glanced at Andini who had the same thought as her.

***Pardon the author who is out of town\, there are affairs of state for a brighter future. Ha ha ha .... Thank you for the support of my dear reader. Prepare yourself for the test of marriage that will prove the power of love. Keep track .... ***