The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO
S2. Reyanza Possessive

Four days passed.

Reyanza dropped her body on the sofa after coming home from a jog. "Ohhh."

His eyes stared at the bathroom which sounded the sound of water gurgling.

And not for long, came out a beautiful woman who was fully dressed.

Only her hair looks wet.

"Home home?" soft greeting.

Walk close to the dresser, then take a hair dryer.

"Eh, wait."

A voice stopped his intention that was about to dry his hair immediately.

Reyanza took over the hair dryer. "Let me do it .. You sit down."

Miss Asmara smiled. "Why are you even playing salons." Chuckles.

His hands still dry his hair. "Do I look like that, hem."

Miss Asmara just chuckled without answering.

And after drying your hair, now replace Reyanza who took a shower.

Miss Asmara seemed to make sure things for no one were left behind, as this morning plans were to return home, after a few days of staying at the hotel.

After making sure nothing else was left behind, Miss Asmara closed the zipper of her suitcase.

After a while, Reyanza came out of the bathroom using only a towel wrapped around her strong waist.

Miss Asmara seemed to stand on her back to reyanza, her hands were still busy preparing clothes for reyanza.

"OK." After feeling that the clothes she chose were right for her husband.

But suddenly his face that was pale white now turned red, when he felt a sturdy hand coiled around his waist and put a kiss on his lips when accidentally Miss Asmara refused.

When is more than this, Inner Reyanza.

Miss Asmara frowned, upon seeing Reyanza's strange gaze.

"You said we were going out first." Pushing out Reyanza's chest and saying ketus and her hand reflexively closed her chest.

Reyanza laughed as she walked closer to the change of clothes that had been prepared.

"Hah, out there dating is more than that ... My innocent wife" he muttered by grabbing a shirt and wearing it.

Miss Asmara was waiting outside when she saw Reyanza getting dressed.

ting's.

"Company is safe Miss." Fill in incoming messages.

"Set up my meeting with Doctor Yasmin."

"What a sick miss." Fill in incoming messages.

The one who sent the message there was already panic-stricken, afraid that Miss Asmara was really sick.

"Don't ask a lot .. If you don't want to cut your salary!"

Zaki's assistant immediately swallowed his saliva with difficulty reading the incoming text message from Miss Asmara.

"None right."

Miss Asmara smiled reading the incoming text message from Assistant Zaki. At the same time Reyanza came out of the room and pulled her suitcase.

Smiling sweetly towards Miss Asmara then grabbed her waist and started walking together.

Reyanza's natural red lips continued to form a curved line. Anyone who looked at him would definitely say handsome even though his eyes were hidden behind black glasses.

Her right hand pulled the suitcase while her left hand was coiled around Miss Asmara's waist. Both of them run seromantis probably no matter what others say lebay.

But it turned out to be different from what Miss Asmara felt. "We are the usual path .. embarrassed to see many people." Whispering in Reyanza's ears.

The two now stopped, Reyanza looked around the loby, but what he saw was the men staring at him.

Reyanza. "Have known someone else's property is still in sight." Increasingly tighten the circle of his hands on Miss Asmara's waist and bring her walking back.

Miss Asmara shook her head at Reyanza's possessive behavior.

"They and whoever the men are will no one dare approach me." Looking at Reyanza after now both of them are near his car.

"You know who I am." Staring in her husband's eyes as if looking for a sense of trust for her.